The national goddess she overturned
Chapter 991 How much do you hate me?
Chapter 991 How much do you hate me?
The hand on the bed sheet trembled slightly.An Hong held her breath, her pupils constricted, resisting the slight nausea in her stomach, and controlled herself to adapt to his touch.
Yi Xianshu: "Say."
His jaw was about to go numb, An Hong broke free from his hand, covered his lips and retched slightly.
In the next moment, overwhelming coldness struck, and the man looked at her expressionlessly.
An Hong knew that she had offended him, so she jumped out of bed and walked towards the door, but she was dragged by her wrist and slammed onto the bed.
She was still running a fever, and she hadn't had a drop of water all day, so she couldn't lift up her strength, so she clutched her shoulder straps to prevent her from slipping, and lay in front of him flushed all over.
"Yi Xianshu, the landlord is just across the street. Once I yell, she'll hear it. Presumably... you don't want to be treated like a hooligan, do you?"
An Hong's face was pressed against the bed sheet, and his voice was lowered.
The man looked at her coldly, the emotions in his eyes were moody.
An Hong took a breath, gently pulled the quilt, covered herself, lay on the pillow, and turned her back to him: "You can live here if you want, but I don't have any extra beds here. There are bedding in the closet, you Go to the living room and make a bed on the floor, or sleep on the sofa."
Yi Xianshu stared at the back of her head, "Is this how you treat guests?"
"You come here uninvited, what kind of guest are you..." She said in a very soft voice, pulling up the quilt, "My temple is small and cannot accommodate a big Buddha like you."
An Hong closed his eyes drowsily.
When her side sank, she was startled, turned around, and met the man's dark and stern eyes at close range.
Yi Xianshu lay down beside her, with one of his long legs stretched lazily, and his long fingers slowly unbuttoning, with a high-sounding tone: "I'm not used to sleeping on the sofa."
Scoundrel... If you can't get used to sleeping, then go.
An Hong was so angry that she really didn't have any extra energy to fight him, so she wrapped the quilt up and left him with a back view.
After making such a fuss, he lost all sleepiness.
There is a big bed, two people occupy two sides, the distance is within reach, but it seems that there is a transparent wall, and they can never hug each other.
An Hong opened his sober eyes and remained motionless.Behind him, the man's breathing was shallow and long.
For a moment, she wanted to turn around and see his sleeping face.But I was worried that he would not fall asleep and cause some trouble.
……
night.
An Hong's high fever persisted, and the quilt seemed to be on fire, sweating frequently, and moaning unconsciously.
There was a burst of coolness on her forehead, which relieved the sweltering heat on her body.
She vaguely felt a cold hand covering her forehead, testing the temperature.The movements are soft, almost imperceptible.
Half asleep and half awake, I seemed to hear the doctor's voice, and there was a pain on the back of my hand, and liquid poured in.
"Don't worry, Mr. Yi, the fever will subside tomorrow."
"It's troublesome."
Is it Yi Xianshu...?
An Hong wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't see clearly.
The light was on in the room, the light was dazzling, and the doctor left with the medicine box.
Yi Xianshu closed the door, came to the bed and sat down, raised his hand to test the temperature on her forehead, and put an ice pack on her.
There is a hanging bottle in front of the bed, drop by drop, the time seems to have become extraordinarily long.
Yi Xianshu grabbed her hand, lowered his eyes, and squeezed it lightly.Her hands were slippery, weak and boneless, the same feeling as back then.
It seemed that only in her sleep would she not resist him.
At five o'clock in the morning, An Hong opened his eyes naturally, stared at the ceiling for a while, and then moved his eyes down.
The man sat on the chair in front of the bed, put on his clothes neatly, closed his eyes and fell into a light sleep.
He... took care of her all night?
(Write more tomorrow
Thanks to Cheng Che Xiwei and Moon Postman Baby for their rewards)
(End of this chapter)
The hand on the bed sheet trembled slightly.An Hong held her breath, her pupils constricted, resisting the slight nausea in her stomach, and controlled herself to adapt to his touch.
Yi Xianshu: "Say."
His jaw was about to go numb, An Hong broke free from his hand, covered his lips and retched slightly.
In the next moment, overwhelming coldness struck, and the man looked at her expressionlessly.
An Hong knew that she had offended him, so she jumped out of bed and walked towards the door, but she was dragged by her wrist and slammed onto the bed.
She was still running a fever, and she hadn't had a drop of water all day, so she couldn't lift up her strength, so she clutched her shoulder straps to prevent her from slipping, and lay in front of him flushed all over.
"Yi Xianshu, the landlord is just across the street. Once I yell, she'll hear it. Presumably... you don't want to be treated like a hooligan, do you?"
An Hong's face was pressed against the bed sheet, and his voice was lowered.
The man looked at her coldly, the emotions in his eyes were moody.
An Hong took a breath, gently pulled the quilt, covered herself, lay on the pillow, and turned her back to him: "You can live here if you want, but I don't have any extra beds here. There are bedding in the closet, you Go to the living room and make a bed on the floor, or sleep on the sofa."
Yi Xianshu stared at the back of her head, "Is this how you treat guests?"
"You come here uninvited, what kind of guest are you..." She said in a very soft voice, pulling up the quilt, "My temple is small and cannot accommodate a big Buddha like you."
An Hong closed his eyes drowsily.
When her side sank, she was startled, turned around, and met the man's dark and stern eyes at close range.
Yi Xianshu lay down beside her, with one of his long legs stretched lazily, and his long fingers slowly unbuttoning, with a high-sounding tone: "I'm not used to sleeping on the sofa."
Scoundrel... If you can't get used to sleeping, then go.
An Hong was so angry that she really didn't have any extra energy to fight him, so she wrapped the quilt up and left him with a back view.
After making such a fuss, he lost all sleepiness.
There is a big bed, two people occupy two sides, the distance is within reach, but it seems that there is a transparent wall, and they can never hug each other.
An Hong opened his sober eyes and remained motionless.Behind him, the man's breathing was shallow and long.
For a moment, she wanted to turn around and see his sleeping face.But I was worried that he would not fall asleep and cause some trouble.
……
night.
An Hong's high fever persisted, and the quilt seemed to be on fire, sweating frequently, and moaning unconsciously.
There was a burst of coolness on her forehead, which relieved the sweltering heat on her body.
She vaguely felt a cold hand covering her forehead, testing the temperature.The movements are soft, almost imperceptible.
Half asleep and half awake, I seemed to hear the doctor's voice, and there was a pain on the back of my hand, and liquid poured in.
"Don't worry, Mr. Yi, the fever will subside tomorrow."
"It's troublesome."
Is it Yi Xianshu...?
An Hong wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't see clearly.
The light was on in the room, the light was dazzling, and the doctor left with the medicine box.
Yi Xianshu closed the door, came to the bed and sat down, raised his hand to test the temperature on her forehead, and put an ice pack on her.
There is a hanging bottle in front of the bed, drop by drop, the time seems to have become extraordinarily long.
Yi Xianshu grabbed her hand, lowered his eyes, and squeezed it lightly.Her hands were slippery, weak and boneless, the same feeling as back then.
It seemed that only in her sleep would she not resist him.
At five o'clock in the morning, An Hong opened his eyes naturally, stared at the ceiling for a while, and then moved his eyes down.
The man sat on the chair in front of the bed, put on his clothes neatly, closed his eyes and fell into a light sleep.
He... took care of her all night?
(Write more tomorrow
Thanks to Cheng Che Xiwei and Moon Postman Baby for their rewards)
(End of this chapter)
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