Playful Shao Dongsheng's wedding wife

Chapter 200 Compromise, prove his love (1)
She originally thought that Jin Mingheng was resting in the guest bedroom, but she missed it.Seeing that the door of the study room was ajar, he went to take a look.Seeing Jin Mingheng sitting behind the desk in the study, staring deeply at the pile of papers on the floor that she destroyed.

She knocked on the door, went in, and found that the air inside was still as cold.

"What's the matter?" Jin Mingheng asked, looking up at her with a bad expression.

Seeing him like this, Mrs. Zhang felt as cold as hell, her heart began to beat, and she said cautiously: "Young Master Jin, Ningjiu has a high fever, but there is no medicine at home."

Jin Mingheng looked at Aunt Zhang's obsequious and anxious look, and thought of Song Ningjiu standing in front of her, saying that he didn't know how to cherish people.Thinking that she was choking her neck, she still said without fear that she took the document, and even stubbornly froze in this room for a whole night without giving in, but finally burned the document for Chu Ci, and the other His disdain...

"Young Master Jin?" Mrs. Zhang looked at him with a turbulent expression, but she didn't speak for a long time, so she decided to remind her.

Jin Mingheng came back to his senses, and asked with dark eyes: "You just said that she had a fever?"

"Yes." Mrs. Zhang replied.

"Is there no medicine at home?" He asked again.That tone of voice makes it difficult to understand emotions.

"Yes, Young Master Jin, do you want to invite a doctor to come and have a look?" Mrs. Zhang asked tentatively.

Although she couldn't figure out Jin Mingheng's thoughts at this time, but thinking of his nervous Song Ningjiu just now, she felt that this matter should be over.But what she didn't expect was that Jin Mingheng stared at her for a long time before opening his mouth and said, "Then let her burn." It was a very light sentence, but it revealed ruthlessness, which made Mrs. Zhang astonished.

"Young Master Jin..." She knew that there was a quarrel between them, but Song Ningjiu is now a patient!But before she could say those words, she was silenced by Jin Mingheng's eyes.

"Young Master Jin..." She knew that there was a quarrel between them, but Song Ningjiu is now a patient!But before she could say those words, she was silenced by Jin Mingheng's eyes.

Her lips moved unwillingly, and she wanted to say something, but seeing Jin Mingheng's expression, she didn't say a word in the end.

"What are you doing in a daze, why don't you go out!" Jin Mingheng reprimanded coldly, but he was also very upset in his heart.

Mrs. Zhang knew that pointing at him was hopeless, so she had to come out of the study.Before leaving, he still glanced back at him. At this time, Jin Mingheng was sitting there wearing only a nightgown, and he was masturbating himself. Why bother?
Mrs. Zhang shook her head and walked away, went back to the bedroom, touched Song Ningjiu's forehead, she seemed to have a severe fever, and her whole body was shaking.He sighed, thinking that if he didn't ask for a doctor, he would have to find a way to cool down physically.

Going downstairs, she went to the refrigerator to get some ice cubes, wrapped them in a towel and brought them up, intending to apply them on her forehead.Entering the door, unexpectedly seeing Jin Mingheng come back at some time, he was shocked.

Jin Mingheng was standing by the bed, leaning over to look at the unconscious Song Ningjiu.

"Jin Shao!" Mrs. Zhang shouted.

Jin Mingheng raised his eyes and glanced at her, his thin lips were tightly pursed, making it difficult to distinguish his emotions.

Mrs. Zhang quickly handed him the towel wrapped in ice cubes, Jin Mingheng took it, and helped her apply the ice cubes on her forehead.

Song Ningjiu was covered with two layers of quilts, but his whole body was still shivering from the cold, and finally even his teeth were clenched.

Mrs. Zhang was anxious, and Jin Mingheng frowned more and more, and said to Mrs. Zhang, "Take the alcohol."

Although Mrs. Zhang didn't know what he was going to do, she was still very obedient. When she was looking for medicine, she had already brought the medicine box over, so she turned around and opened it, and gave him alcohol.

Jin Mingheng took it into the bathroom, poured the alcohol into the basin, then mixed it with water, threw a towel in, and brought it out.Holding the corner of the quilt with both hands, the movement stopped suddenly, turned around and looked at Mrs. Zhang who was still standing in the room, and said, "Go out."

Mrs. Zhang smelled the strong smell of alcohol in the bedroom, and probably guessed what he was going to do, so she hurried out.

Looking at this scene, Jin Mingheng is also hard-spoken and soft-hearted towards Song Ningjiu.

The towel was soaked in water mixed with alcohol, he lifted the quilt, and helped her wipe her hands, feet, neck, limbs, a little bit, the movements were familiar, it seemed to do this kind of thing often, not at all like the usual pampered big master.

After helping her to wipe her body, Song Ningjiu seemed to feel a little better, with an unconscious moan, and her brows gradually relaxed.

Jin Mingheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, went back to the bathroom, soaked in hot water for a while, and returned to the bed after recovering from his body.With his back to her, eyes closed.

Compared with Jin Mingheng's inner struggles this day, Song Ningjiu has been dreaming since he fainted, for a while it was like walking in the ice and snow, and for a while it was like being thrown into a stove to roast.

The neck seemed to be strangled by someone vaguely, the suffocating chest hurt, and he couldn't breathe no matter what, a voice kept spreading in his ear: "Since you have taken the things away, why do you want to come back?"

She stretched out her hand with difficulty, trying to pull off the big palm stuck on her throat, but she couldn't shake it no matter what.

"I didn't... Jin Mingheng, I didn't take..." She was muttering to herself, struggling to spit out every word.

Hearing the movement, Jin Mingheng sat up and saw that she was crying. He patted her face lightly and shouted, "Jin Mingheng, I didn't take it, I didn't take it..." Although his voice was broken, his expression was painful, and his appearance was very painful. Wronged, struggled hard in the dream.

When Jin Mingheng heard this for the first time, he stared at her in a daze.He lowered his eyes and looked at her carefully, his mouth was still opening and closing, although he couldn't hear clearly, but there were still tears under his eyes, he looked so pitiful.

He hesitantly reached out, hugged her into his arms, and patted her back until she gradually calmed down.

When she woke up again, it was the early morning of the next day, and the sunlight filled the whole room through the window.She only felt a splitting headache, her slender eyelashes fluttered twice, and then slowly opened her eyes.

The first thing that came into view was his well-defined chest, she blinked her eyes, and put her hands on his chest to spread it apart.The hand holding his waist tightened, and the other hand subconsciously made a pat motion, saying: "Don't cry, don't cry, I believe in you, good boy..."

Song Ningjiu paused slightly, raised his eyes, and saw that his eyes were still closed, as if he was still asleep, it was just an unconscious move.But his tone of voice was gentle and natural, with a sense of coaxing, as if he was coaxing a child, but the feeling that hit his heart at that moment was strange and familiar.

It was like the last time when it was raining outside and she left the villa in a fit of anger, she was frozen stiff outside, and when she woke up the next morning, he seemed to be hugging her like this.

It's just that she still doesn't understand that the weird and familiar feeling in her heart is solidity, but she just feels a slight heat in her chest for no reason.

(End of this chapter)