The Strongest Sweet Wife: Subduing the Superstar Husband

Chapter 235 The young master is sick

When Ye Huian hurried back to Jinghai Manor, at the end, Si Jingyu's villa was now dark.

The bright moonlight brought the night wind to cover the White Castle, surrounded by the rustling sound of the leaves being blown by the wind.

Except for the small building where the employees live in the back, there is not even a little light in the main villa.

Limping and swallowing, he pushed open the door, and the dark breath rushed towards his face. After more than ten seconds, he gradually became familiar with the darkness.

The strong smell of tobacco permeates the air. On the leather sofa, the man sits quietly, the cigar between his fingertips revealing a starlight.

In the haze, he could clearly see his somewhat decadent figure.

The throat suddenly felt uncomfortable, as if a ball of cotton was stuffed inside, rubbing against the wall to wait for it to open.

"Master?"

Si Jingyu didn't look back, his hoarse voice was always cold, "You know you're back?"

"I...you said as long as you don't spend the night outside."

"Ye Anhui."

"I'm here!"

"Did I pamper you too much?" When he said this, he had a little self-mockery.

In all fairness, compared to others, the young master treats her...

It's really pampering.

With his little head drooping, his feet seemed to be filled with lead, he didn't dare to take a step forward, for fear that he would be strangled to death by that hell Shura in the next second, "Master, are you angry again?"

"Angry, why should I be angry?"

He also said that he was not angry. His tone was so cold that it could turn the entire Jinghai City into a glacier.

He walked over slowly, and when he got closer, he found Si Jingyu's flushed handsome face.

His eyes were a little dazed, and he was wearing a thin black satin pajamas, with a large area of ​​skin on his chest exposed.

"Master, you..."

"Come here." Stuffing out the cigarette butt, he glanced at her weakly.

"I……"

"Let you come here." He stretched out his hand domineeringly and pulled her down to sit beside her, with his head heavily on her shoulder, and his breathing was messy.

Sensing the hand that was suddenly wrapped around his waist, Ye Hui'an's back stiffened, and he didn't dare to move, he faltered and whispered, "Master, have you... have you eaten yet?"

"Do you care?"

Of course I care about blurting out the four words, Ye Hui'an changed the subject, "Master, you have a regular schedule, and you will definitely eat well."

"Heh—" He sneered, his thin lips were pressed tightly together, and he ignored her.

After a long time, until Ye Hui'an felt that his shoulders were starting to go numb, he finally couldn't help moving, looked over, saw Si Jingyu closed his eyes tightly, and called softly, "Master?"

"..."

The little face wrinkled, does the young master plan to sleep like this all night?

day!
Then her arm will be useless tomorrow.

Just as she was about to pull out her mobile phone to ask about Mark's situation, her hot hand covered the back of her hand in vain, "Let me lean on."

The scorching temperature swept through the whole body through the back of the hand, Ye Hui'an was stunned for a while, but in vain remembered something when he reached out to touch his boss Jing Yu's forehead, it was scorching hot.

"Master, are you sick!"

"Yeah." He snorted softly, with a child's grievance in his voice, which made Ye Hui'an feel extremely uncomfortable.

Pull away Si Jingyuhuan's hand around his waist, put on his arm and help him up, "Master, go back to your room and sleep, it's cold now, you still wear so little, it's no wonder you don't get sick."

This time, Si Jingyu didn't refuse, he put all his weight on her and let her lead him to the stairs.

Ye Hui'an bared her teeth, she looked tall and thin, she didn't expect to be so heavy!
　The sick young master said that he is extremely weak and needs everyone's comfort!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)