The car was moving smoothly and properly. The man put me down and turned to the driver's seat.

He didn't expose me for pretending to be asleep, but drove the car seriously, as if he was on a particularly important mission, and he didn't seem to take me seriously.

When I realized that there were only two people in the car, I gradually relaxed, and my body ached.

I leaned back in my chair and fell asleep, not even knowing when I would get to Yiyuyuan.

The name Yiyuyuan was sued by Aunt Chen.

I was awake by the time I arrived, but the man insisted on taking me down.

I was groggy, but I really didn't want him to hug me.

The masculinity of his body overwhelmed me a little.

So I secretly struggled, pinched him, and used all my strength, but he just wouldn't let go.

But as soon as he entered the door, Aunt Chen stopped him.

Aunt Chen is an empathetic person, and when she saw that I was not feeling well, she hurriedly asked Chen Beiyao to put me on the sofa.

I secretly thought to myself, it turned out that this ice cube face was called Chen Beiyao, and at the same time sighed that this sofa was big and comfortable.

Aunt Chen touched my forehead and sighed, "Why is it so hot, Beiyao, go make a cup of cold medicine!" ”

Chen Beiyao's face didn't change much, he stood up and walked to the kitchen.

Aunt Chen accompanied me, holding my hand, touching and rubbing: "Such a small person, how thin has he become." You must have suffered a lot in the orphanage, right? ”

She babbled on and on, I wanted to explain that Dean Hao was very good to me, but I didn't think it made sense.

At least I can see that Aunt Chen really cares about me.

After I finished drinking the medicine, Aunt Chen asked Chen Beiyao to send me back to the room, and told me to handle it gently.

I couldn't cry or laugh, but Chen Beiyao's arm holding me was obviously much softer, I lay in his arms, smelling the fragrance of soap emanating from his collar, and my heart was inexplicably calmer.

He's an ice cube that's not too cold.

After putting me down, he covered me with a quilt and left.

I lay in the soft quilt like a marshmallow, only to feel the warmth on my body, probably because of the drug attack, and I fell asleep again.

When it was hazy, I seemed to hear Aunt Chen calling me, but my head was so heavy that I couldn't wake up when I wanted to, so I had to continue sleeping.

In the end, I was awakened from hunger.

Try to open your eyes, and the room is dark.

I don't know if it's because the curtains are drawn, or if it's night.

I snorted a few times and tried to get up, but unexpectedly, my body was limp and I fell down again.

At this moment, the lights in the room suddenly turned on.

My eyes tingled, my ears rang with the deep, warm voice of a man, and at that moment I seemed to hear the sound of a violin.

"You're awake."

It's not Chen Beiyao.

Startled by the sound, I fell on the bed and pushed inside, curled up in a ball, and grabbed the quilt over my body.

Maybe it was my series of actions that amused him, and he laughed out loud.

I looked up timidly and looked at him with surprisingly large eyes—he was sitting on the couch, wearing a white shirt with a small patch of snow-white skin at the neckline, unobtrusive.

Under the waist are lead-gray slacks, with legs crossed, a relaxed and comfortable appearance.

\tThe most striking thing is his face.

To be honest, I haven't seen anyone so good-looking since I've grown up.

Dean Hao always laughed at me, saying that when I was a child, he saw that I was a beautiful embryo, so he brought me back to the orphanage.

But looking at the handsome and unusually handsome face and fair complexion of the person in front of me, I felt that those words should be used to describe this face for no reason.