kiss the beast world

Chapter 503
Ugh……

I thought that the beauty trap written in the book would really work, and I thought that there were really two kinds of brushes. It turned out that it was done by others willingly, no matter what, no matter what.

"sleep."

Wen Yue wrapped her arms around someone's waist, and kissed the other person's slightly cold lips domineeringly. Then, she closed her eyes and went to sleep.

"..."

Lang Ye stared blankly at the sleeping person in his arms, and touched the corner of his mouth with a silly smile. It was still hot there, and there was her breath, her active breath.

Immediately, the powerful arms hugged back even tighter, and the embraces got closer.

In the breath, there is the intoxicating fragrance that belongs to her alone, in the heart, is her steady and clear heartbeat, and in the ear, is her shallow breathing.

In his eyes is the beautiful face he thinks about day and night, she is the one he would rather kneel into the dust than hold her in the palm of his hand!

"Moon."

The lights went out naturally, and the two embraced each other and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, the sky was very bright.

Wen Yue woke up with a burning sensation that was about to be cooked. She rubbed her eyes and opened them to see the enlarged version of the handsome face that was close at hand. The abnormal expression scared her to get up immediately.

"Little Patriarch!"

"Little Patriarch, what's wrong with you!"

Wen Yue nervously yelled at Lang Ye with her eyes closed, her heart was full of anxiety, she stretched out her hand to pat his face in a panic, and touched his forehead with the other hand:
Suddenly, the abnormal temperature touched her, and she was startled: "What's going on, why is your face so red, why is your body so hot, little patriarch, little patriarch, wake up!"

Could it be that you have a fever?
When Wen Yue took a look at his shirt, sure enough, his upper body was flushed red, and the heat was as hot as his forehead. It was only hot but not cold, and he checked his wrist pulse again:
"High fever!" Wen Yue's expression changed.

She quickly got up and ran to the small compartment on the right, where some of her belongings were kept. When her home was gone, the clansmen dug up all her belongings, and all of them moved here.

Afterwards, she sorted out all the classified storage by herself, so she knew exactly where the 'things' given by Grandpa Shen were kept.

As for Lang Ye, Wen Yue called him for a long time just now, slapped his face, poked his forehead, and felt his body temperature, but he didn't respond. He just lay motionless on the bed with his eyes closed.

But as soon as Wen Yue left the bed, as soon as her breath disappeared, his subconscious raving sounded immediately:
"Moon..."

"Yue'er, Yue'er, don't go..."

On the bed, the impeccably handsome face was sweating, his beautiful brows were furrowed, and his slightly thin cold lips were biting tightly, as if trying to endure some pain.

There was indifference in the raving voice, but more trembling, unconcealed uneasiness and fear. The hands under the quilt sometimes opened, sometimes clenched, and sometimes stretched out half a distance, as if trying to grab something.

After rummaging through the cabinets, Wen Yue finally found what she wanted, hurriedly took the pile of medicinal materials, and ran to the compartment at the entrance of the cave. After a lot of measuring and tidying, she started to make a fire to boil the medicine.

During the period, after hearing Lang Ye's raving, she put down the small fire fan again, ran back to the bed to comfort him, kept an eye on his condition, boiled medicine and tossed back and forth.

After half a sound.

A bowl of dark brown medicine soup with a strong smell was brought into the inner room by her, beside the bed, but when she picked up a spoon and scooped up a spoonful of medicine, she put it close to Lang Ye's mouth.

But his lips were tightly closed, his brows were tightly furrowed, he refused to open his mouth no matter what, the medicine... couldn't be fed no matter what!
"Little patriarch, come on, be good, open your mouth..."

"Drink the medicine and you'll be fine."

Wen Yue spoke softly, inducing him to open his mouth.

This guy, didn't he call her name very cheerfully just now, why did he stop now, keep shouting, call it a few more times, she can take the opportunity to feed the medicine.

pity……

Lang Ye seemed to know what she was thinking, no matter how she tried to induce her, she just didn't open her mouth and stopped calling her name.

However, her brows were still frowning, her face was flushed, her forehead was hot, her hands had stretched out from under the quilt at some point, and she was holding on to her sleeves tightly, like a child who was afraid of being abandoned.

"You big stupid wolf, you must have lied to me last night, you must not have taken the medicine."

Wen Yue was unhappy and nodded his forehead. There was still a wound on the side of his forehead, which was the wound she smashed with her slippers yesterday.

Feeling distressed, she caressed his face and gently stroked his wound.

"You are the only one in the world who is so stupid that you don't know how to resist when you are beaten."

Wen Yue gently pinched his nose, sighed softly, picked up the medicine in the bowl, endured the discomfort of the taste, took a big gulp, and then she leaned over and lowered her head to 'feed him'.

Lang Ye didn't wake up until Wen Yue finished feeding the medicine.

Wen Yue touched his forehead, and found that the heat had gradually dropped, and his face was not so red, so she was relieved a little, and breathed a sigh of relief:
"It seems that those old medicinal materials that grandpa gave, which don't look very good, are quite effective."

The effect of the medicine was very fast. At first, she was thinking about this medicinal soup. If it would slow down the fever like ordinary antipyretics, then she would use her spiritual energy to give him some effect.

Although doing so, it is very likely that when someone wakes up, she will be greeted with an "unusual lesson"...

But, fortunately, the medicinal materials are quite good... Her guarantee didn't expire.

"Moon."

"Yue'er, don't go."

Wen Yue held the bowl, just got up and was about to go out, but her hand was suddenly pulled, and a slightly cold voice sounded, a little helpless and a little bit reluctant.

"..."

Wen Yue was very suspicious that he was pretending to be asleep. Why didn't he open his mouth when he was feeding the medicine just now, and now he started screaming as soon as the medicine was finished.

"Little Patriarch?"

A slender hand fell with the sound, pinching the perfect handsome features, first the nose, then the face, finally the chin, and the ears.

Ok……

The redness that had just faded from the patriarch's face once again appeared at this time, the whispering sound between the thin lips remained the same, and the tightly closed eyes were still closed.

"Yue'er." Called unconsciously.

"Yeah." Wen Yue retracted her hand in embarrassment.

"Yue'er, don't go..." Lang Ye held Wen Yue's hand tightly, clasping his fingers tightly, not letting her let go.

"Well, don't go."...Wen Yue naturally wouldn't let go, she just sat by the bed, smiling and admiring his talking in sleep.

Well, after he wakes up, I will turn it out from time to time and make fun of him.

Thinking of this, the smile on the corner of Wen Yue's mouth suddenly became bad.

but.

What Lang Ye said next made her smile stop abruptly:
"Yue'er, don't go with him..."

Even in his sleep, his voice sounded very sad, very reluctant, worrying about gains and losses.

"Yue'er, as long as you are willing to stay, you can do whatever you want. I don't stop you from being with him, I don't stop you from living with him, I don't care if you ignore me in the future, as long as I can look at you, that's fine." ..."

"Yue'er, please, don't go, okay..."

(End of this chapter)