Encountered Uncle Se's ex-husband came to find fault

"At present, it seems that he is the only one. After all, Xiaobei is the biggest threat to him." Meng Qingyang said with a frown, and put his arms around his wife's shrunken shoulders.

But she suddenly straightened her back and said, "I'm planning to go back to France!"

When Meng Beichen sat on the edge of the bed, Han Yixing woke up. He opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling in a daze. His head was so dizzy that when he raised his hand, he was held down by another slightly icy palm.

His voice was also a little hoarse and low: "Don't move, you are infusion."

Han Yixing was stunned for a moment, and his mind was much clearer. In a blink of an eye, he saw that his complexion was not good and he looked haggard, and suddenly the events of last night rang in his mind. [

The scene where he drove the car into the sea really shocked her. Thinking of the memories of last night, her blushing face turned pale.

"What's the matter with me?" As soon as I said it, smoke came out of my throat dryly.

Meng Beichen brought a glass of water from the side, helped her sit up, and leaned half on his body, "Drink some water first, you have a fever, rest for two days and you'll be fine."

"Oh." After drinking the water, I still felt uncomfortable, and when I reached out to touch the gauze on my forehead, I was slightly stunned, "What's wrong with my head?" Wasn't it fine when I came back?

"Accidentally scratched in the sea, Xing'er, don't think about what happened last night." He went around with one hand and patted her on the back, half-embracing her in his arms.

Han Yixing froze for a moment, a little unbearable that he suddenly became so gentle, and still called her name like that, she gave him a strange look, and said, "It's more normal for you to call me Han Yixing, and , I'll just lie down by myself."

Her dodging only resulted in his nameless anger, so he tightened his arms around her, glared at her fiercely, and added some warnings, "From now on, only I can call that! Damn, how can there be so much nonsense!"

The fierce tone, just like the previous tough method, is domineering and natural.

Han Yixing stared at him with his mouth open for a while, then shook his head and said, "As expected, I was dreaming." Sure enough, she was not quite awake in the car last night.

"What dream? Did you have a nightmare?" He frowned again, looking at her worriedly.