The rich and young husband is a mermaid

Chapter 11

My first reaction was to sniff, but fortunately, I was still breathing.

What strange disease did this third young master suffer from?How can it be so strange?Even eat and fall asleep?

Zhong Ling'er pushed the wheelchair, and it took a lot of effort to move Xiang Yimo back to the bed.

Then he sat on the edge of the bed covered in sweat, and took a few deep breaths.

Look at the wall clock on the wall, it's getting late, it's time to go to bed and rest.

This bedroom is so big, there should be another bed, she doesn't want to sleep with a strange man she met for the first time.

Zhong Ling'er got up and searched the room for a whole time, but there was really only one bed. What's abominable is that this luxurious room that looked like a presidential suite didn't even have a sofa.

Zhong Ling'er didn't know that when decorating the room, Master Xiang ordered no one to place the sofa.

The purpose, of course, is for the daughter-in-law to climb onto the big bed automatically.

The weather was so cold, the room didn't even turn on the heater, and she couldn't find a quilt. If she slept on that little chair, she would definitely freeze to death in the middle of the night.

Aggrievedly staring at the bed where Xiang Yimo sleeps, he sleeps in the middle, there is a lot of space on both sides of him, but it just fits only one person.

Sleep or not?Sleep or not?

After thinking about it, she still refused to sleep.

snort!I'd rather freeze to death than sleep with a man I met for the first time.

Zhong Linger found two bath towels from the closet, sat down on the wooden chair, and planned to sleep on the table tonight.

The night was getting deeper and deeper.

The exhausted Zhong Ling'er fell asleep lying on the table.

Because of her tiredness and exhaustion, she slept soundly.

In the big room, that deep and blurred gaze cast on her again.

Xiang Yimo lifted the quilt, changed his previous appearance of being sick and dying, and quickly got out of bed.

At this moment, he looked extremely normal, he didn't seem to be sick, his complexion changed from his previous paleness, and he looked no different from a healthy normal person.

His hair is shaved very short, and the stylist at home will come to trim it regularly. He is 1 meters tall, and the moment he hits the ground, he is simply amazing.

The facial features are deep and smooth, the face is as sharp as a knife, and the pair of deep and bright long eyes are as mysterious and blurred as obsidian.

Like an angel who only appears in the dark, it is unbelievable.

Xiang Yimo looked at the classical groom's outfit that he hadn't taken off yet, feeling a bit dumbfounded.

He opened the closet and took off the wedding dress. He changed into a casual vest and trousers. He wore a white vest with light gray trousers and a coat. He looked very good in casual wear.

Xiang Yimo definitely belongs to the type who looks thin when dressed, but looks fleshy when undressed.

It's a pity that no one has seen such a good figure except Xiao Jin who has been serving him for many years.

Xiao Jin is a boy in his early twenties. His family is poor and he takes care of Xiang Yimo who is seriously ill. On Xiang Yimo's big day, of course Xiao Jin is not a suitable man to accompany him.

In such a severe winter, at this moment, Xiao Jin was wearing a green thick padded jacket, waiting in the corridor outside the new house, waiting to be called at any time.

After Xiang Yimo got dressed, he glanced in Zhong Linger's direction, but ignored Zhong Linger who was sleeping on his stomach.

He turned and went into another room of the bedroom.

There are fitness equipment in the room, and there is a separate study room.

He only goes to the gym to exercise every day after the person who serves him falls asleep.

(End of this chapter)