Married by Ivan Vane, the bride who was snatched

Chapter 203 Thinking of Those Nights, Like a Nightmare

She obviously cried.

The man didn't speak anymore, he seemed to be asleep, Mi Yao retreated to the corner and squatted down, then hugged her knees in a daze, she had gotten used to this position during this time, as if this position could give her a sense of security.

The room fell silent.

……

The next morning.

Feng Yueming slowly opened his eyes, he slept for more than ten hours, receded from fatigue, his deep narrow eyes shone with a sharp light.

His throat was very dry, he stretched out his long tongue and licked his dry thin lips, wanting to drink water...

He turned over and sat on the bed. There was a teacup on the bed cabinet, and he reached for it with his long arms.

But the wound on his back was torn open, and a layer of cold sweat immediately covered his forehead. With a tilt of his hand, the teacup rolled onto the carpet.

This voice startled Mi Yao who was in the corner of the wall. Mi Yao quickly opened her eyes, and then looked up. She saw that the man had already sat up, and the thin bangs on his forehead were lying down to cover his beautiful eyelids. There was a look of pain on Jun's face as he lowered his eyes by the bed...

Mi Yao looked at the teacup on the carpet, did he want...to drink water?

Then, without drinking...

Mi Yao immediately got up and walked towards him.

But just after taking a step, she realized that her feet were numb. She had been squatting in that corner since yesterday, and fell asleep unknowingly. The long-term posture caused her feet to be numb.

She walked over slowly, then picked up the teacup on the carpet, she changed a new one, and poured him a cup of warm water.

She handed warm water to his hand.

With a wave of Feng Yueming's hand, she directly dropped the teacup in her hand onto the carpet, splashing the tea all over the floor.

Mi Yao was startled, didn't he want to drink water, why did he lose his temper and stop drinking?
Didn't she...she saw his embarrassment?
Mi Yao didn't leave, she stood by the bed and looked at him, "If you don't want to drink water, then I'll leave first."

She turned away.

At this time, a low and hoarse voice sounded from behind, "Did I let you go?"

No…

Mi Yao turned around again, "Then what do you want to do?"

Feng Yueming raised her eyes to look at her, the woman's big black and cute eyes were his reflection, the posture of the two of them at this time seemed like she was superior and he was shorter.

What the hell?

Feng Yueming frowned, "Get a basin of water, I want to wipe my body."

He is the person who likes to be clean the most. There is nothing he can do on the battlefield. Now that he came back, he didn't take a shower last night, so he must wipe it off.

"Oh." Mi Yao walked into the bathroom.

……

Soon, Mi Yao came out with a water basin, she put the towel into the water basin to get wet, and then handed it to Feng Yueming.

Feng Yueming glanced at her, "I wipe it myself?"

Or else?

"Didn't you see the wound on my body? If I can wipe it myself, what do you want?"

This man probably has the thoughts of an emperor, he needs someone to serve him anytime and anywhere, and he still thinks that these are just and right, and Mi Yao is also convinced.

However, she stood still, her eyes lingering on him.

His skin is a healthy wheat color, with a light and fluid texture on it, very sexy, muscular chest, six-pack abs, perfect mermaid line poured into his black trousers, his upper body is bare, the lower part A pair of trousers with a belt around the waist, a bit wild and ruffian.

If other women saw it, they would definitely lick the screen, but Mi Yao's whole body was stiff. She thought of the countless days and nights of being ambiguous with him, like a nightmare.

(End of this chapter)