Chapter 38： Go to work (1/2)
The person lying on the bed still has traces of drips on the back of his hand, and his brows are also slightly frowned, seemingly uncomfortable.
Sitting next to her, with a big hand with a little coolness, gently covered her forehead and paused. Fortunately, the temperature had dropped.
”water……”
Lin Moge only felt that his throat was hot and painful.
It was like a traveler who had been exposed to the sun for days and nights in the desert.
Suddenly, there seemed to be a slight chill, touching her forehead.
That feeling is really comfortable, like finally seeing an oasis.
So he couldn't help but murmured.
Quan Jianli got up and poured warm water over, carefully helped her up, and fed her mouth by mouth.
She was always groggy, and immediately fell asleep after drinking the water.
The corners of his mouth twitched inadvertently.
Even he himself felt surprised.
Why do you care so much about this stupid and outrageous woman who opposes him everywhere?
Just because she saved him?
Before fainting, the last thing she heard was her panicked voice, which seemed to be faintly crying.
Was she worried about him at that time? Is she still afraid that if he is dead, she can't get rid of the relationship?
I am afraid that the latter is more likely. After all, the purpose of this woman is to be the eyeliner for the old man.
Moreover, she was the culprit who caused him to faint.
Had it not been for those ugly earthworm texts, he wouldn't have been uncomfortable like this...
Lin Moge in his sleep seemed to be in a quiet darkness.
This strange and tense atmosphere is unexpectedly familiar.
It seems like that night...
Unfamiliar room.
Unfamiliar bed.
Strange man.
And, the strange smell on him.
In a daze, it seemed to see a tall figure beside the bed, and it felt like the man that night.
However, she knows nothing about him, doesn't she?
Even, he didn't even know what he was called or what he looked like.
However, the lingering lingering of that night has carved a deep mark in her memory.
She still remembered that the man's domineering and arrogant, and later, it became gentle and lingering.
And she, from the initial resistance and rejection, gradually, she sinks secretly...
It seems that there is an inexplicable temptation in that man, which makes her heart gradually controlled by him...
Over the years, she always thought that she had forgotten that man.
After all, between him and her, it was just an ironic and realistic deal.
Each takes what it needs, and neither owes each other.
However, when I dreamed back at midnight, I would still wake up from my sleep, thinking that that person was right beside me.
Sometimes I wonder, is she addicted to that person?
Only like this, never forget...
So today, did he appear in her dream again?
Can she take a look at him then?
Fortunately, when Yue'er asks, you can tell her vividly. His father, what a pair of charming and deep eyes, and a face with sharp edges?
And that face, looks like a month?
In the dimness, he stretched out his hand strenuously, trying to catch the figure.
Even if it's just a glance, just one glance. Let her see clearly.
Quan Jianli's cold eyes sank slightly, and a flash of surprise flashed secretly.
Looking at the drowsy Keren, he kept arching toward the bed. Oh no, it's arching towards him.
The small puckered mouth looked like a sleepy cat.
Can't help but stretch out her hand, fished her body that was about to get off the bed, and pushed it in.
The soft and boneless body seemed to melt in his arms, before he could put it down, he stuck it in again.
Those white jade-like arms also wrapped around his neck along the way, the faint fragrance that only belonged to her, puffed his nose, and instantly messed up his mind...
”Don't go...”
She murmured, trying to keep the man behind.
With the light, just look at it.
With just a glance, you can keep this dreamer in your heart.
He was startled slightly, his sharp eyes gradually blurred, and even his breathing was messed up.
The calm and self-discipline habit cultivated over the years was completely destroyed in front of this woman.
In the pupils, there is only the delicate and white face, and the lips that are soft as cherries...
boom……
A small cluster of fireworks suddenly ignited, and the scenes of the previous few days also appeared in an instant.
In the bar, he and her hugged each other.
In the ward, she accompanied him and acted in a real scene.
And yesterday, in the bathroom...
Her finger, at some point, had already touched his cheek. The warm and delicate touch brings up a tingling electric current, and the flame in the body burns more and more...
”Little fairy, are you trying to stir up my fire...”
His hot breath spit out in her ears, she shrank her neck when itchy, but went deeper into his arms.