Chapter 929 Injured (4)

"I-I am here."

Zhong Liyan responded to him softly, wrapping her hands around his neck unconsciously.

After the kiss, Bei Chenming gently lowered the tip of her nose to calm down the turbulent emotion in her body.

Until the breathing of both of them became calm.

Only then did Bei Chenming easily let Zhong Liyan go.

"Well, you are still injured, take a rest."

Zhong Liyan's gaze turned to Bei Chenming's chest.

"It doesn't matter."

Bei Chenming shook his head, it was just a slight injury.

"You haven't eaten yet, go and eat something first."

Suddenly remembered, the little wife must have taken care of himself to eat first, and he probably didn't eat anything.

"Okay, then you lie down and rest first, and I'll come over to accompany you after eating."

Zhong Liyan supported Bei Chenming to lie down.

Looking at his gentle and careful little wife, Bei Chenming couldn't laugh or cry.

He was only slightly injured, and the little wife was a little too sensitive.

"Go and eat quickly."

Bei Chenming pushed Zhong Liyan and asked her to eat first.

Zhong Liyan obediently went to the kitchen to eat something simple.

When he came back, he found that Bei Chenming had closed his eyes again, thinking that he had fallen asleep, and immediately wanted to go out to practice for a while.

But before turning around, Bei Chenming grabbed his arm.

"My lady, you accompany me."

Bei Chenming opened his eyes, looking at Zhong Liyan with hope.

"it is good."

At this time, Zhong Liyan was responsive to Bei Chenming's requests.

Immediately, he took off his shoes, changed into obscene clothes, and climbed onto the bed.

When changing clothes, Bei Chenming kept staring at his little wife, never moving his eyes away for a moment.

When the little wife lay down beside him, her pupils shrank slightly, and a dark light flickered at the bottom of her eyes.

"Why are you so hot?"

As soon as Zhong Liyan lay down, he felt that Bei Chenming was hot all over.

"Isn't it a fever?"

Then he raised his hand to test Bei Chenming's forehead.

Similarly, the forehead is also hot.

How could I have a fever? No, it’s important to reduce the fever.

Thinking about it, Zhong Liyan wanted to get up.

"What are you doing?"

Bei Chenming grabbed his wife's little hand and asked.

The voice is low and hoarse.

"You have a fever, I'll bring a basin of cold water over."

After speaking, Zhong Liyan wanted to move on.

"No, I'm fine."

Bei Chenming was a little embarrassed, how could he have a fever because of a small injury?
"Don't make trouble, your body is important."

Zhong Liyan looked at Bei Chenming disapprovingly.

Why don't you take your body seriously?

With a little force on his hand, Bei Chenming pulled his little wife back and pulled her to his chest.

But there was a wound on his chest, and he was still not healed, so he couldn't help but groan.

"How is it, are you alright?"

Zhong Liyan didn't dare to move, for fear of hurting him again, so he could only ask nervously.

"fine."

Bei Chenming shook his head, then leaned closer to his little wife's earlobe.

Whispering, I don't know what to say.

Anyway, Zhong Liyan's face was as red as a monkey's butt, almost burning.

Thinking about what Bei Chenming said to him, she gave him a coquettish look.

The corners of Bei Chenming's mouth curled slightly, and he lifted his little wife up, and he half leaned on the bed.

Zhong Liyan sat on him with her legs crossed.

"My lady, you can't bear to feel so bad for your husband, can you?"

Seeing his little wife's slow movement, Bei Chenming couldn't help picking up a strand of her hair hanging on her chest, and said while playing with it.

Zhong Liyan glared at Bei Chenming angrily, then reached out and put down the bed curtain.

Next, only the two of them knew what happened on the bed.

(End of this chapter)

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