The chaebol boss, spoiled

1753 Chapter 1805 The man who can't talk about love 4
When Xingluo woke up, he had already arrived at Leng's Manor.

She moved her body and felt a heavy foot pressing on her body. She wanted to push it away, but accidentally disturbed Leng Yeming.

In the dark night, the breath of a man came across the face, Leng Ye was stunned for a moment, and immediately hugged her restless body tightly.

That action was as domineering as ever, and it added a bit of fear, as if he was in fear of losing at any time.

Xingluo opened her eyes, and with the warm light of the bedside lamp turned on, her gaze met a pair of deep black eyes, Xingluo was stunned, and then looked around to make sure that she was not in the hospital, but in the hospital. in his room.

After a moment of thought, the red lips fluttered with joy: "Dead, is this what it looks like? Lying in the arms of the man I love the most, sleeping on his bed, surrounded by his breath, what good things did I do before I was alive? I thought If I die, I will go to the [-]th floor of hell."

"What are you going to die for? How dare Hades accept you?" Leng Yeming's tone was tense, excited, a little hoarse, caressing her face: "How do you feel? Tell me, does your body hurt?"

In the last sentence, the voice is very soft and gentle, which is not like his style.

Xingluo blinked, because of his gentleness, his heart felt a little warmer.

But, if she didn't die, shouldn't she be in the hospital at this time?How could she be in his room, without a respirator on her body, and without needles in her hands, could it be that she had been in a coma for a long time?
Ten days, or half a month?

Otherwise, she should not be discharged from the hospital.

"Yeming, what date is it today?"

"Don't ask this first, tell me, how do you feel now, does it hurt?"

"Uh...it should hurt..."

Leng Yeming took a tight breath: "Where does it hurt?" Didn't Ji Yiming say that she was completely cured?

He checked her body, and there was no wound.

"It hurts everywhere, Yeming, am I really not dead?"

damn it!Ji Yiming lied to him?
He immediately turned over and got out of bed, and before calling Ji Yiming, he made sure again: "Feel it yourself, where is the pain, the heart or where?"

Xingluo moved her body carefully, feeling that the pain was an instinctive subconsciousness, but when she was fully conscious, she found that her body did not feel any discomfort. She moved her neck bones and found that there was no pain anywhere.

She shook her head: "It doesn't seem to hurt, has the anesthesia gone?"

Leng Yeming raised his heart in his throat, and instantly returned to the original point.

"Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?" After Leng Yeming finished speaking, he immediately said to himself: "I know what you want to eat, just lie down and wait for me for ten minutes, and there will be something to eat right away."

After Leng Yeming finished speaking, she strode out.

He came to the kitchen and rummaged through the boxes. He dug out the rice noodles at home. He was busy in the kitchen by himself. Just fine."

"No, you go to bed so late!"

"But master—"

"go out!"

Leng Yeqing's voice was as uncompromising as ever, the chef could only nod his head and backed out.

The chef looked back as he walked out. After being a chef here for so many years, it was the first time that she discovered that the young master could cook.

"Aunt Wang, what is Yeming doing in the kitchen?" Mother Leng was wearing pajamas and went downstairs to pour water.

"Report to Madam, the young master is cooking."

"Nonsense, how can he cook?"

But the young master looked very good at it, the chef didn't dare to say much.

(End of this chapter)