Chapter Seventy-One: Fever

Shang Yu nodded lightly to everyone, and then pulled Ye Mangman to sit in the position that everyone had made for them, in the center of the circle.

Ye Mangmu had never participated in this form of bonfire party, and was immediately attracted by this exotic atmosphere.

The locals formed a circle and danced around the bonfire, as if dancing, but not quite like it, just a few simple movements of hands and feet.

Infected by the smiles on their faces, Ye Mangmu laughed unconsciously, waving his hand from time to time to respond to them.

It's not that she didn't want to join, and these enthusiastic people also warmly invited, but Shang Ji's personality is not a person who can do such a thing, so she refused.

Moreover, she didn't know what was wrong, she always felt a little cold, she was tired, and she didn't have much strength to play around.

However, it is not bad to look at it like that!

While Ye Mangmu was looking at everyone, Shang Ji was also looking at her. It's been a long time since he's seen Ye Mangmang smile so happy and pure, and he doesn't know when it started, maybe since she left for the United States.

The woman's soft facial features flickered in the light of the campfire, outlining a seductive outline. The look in his eyes was as bright as water, and he projected the reflection of the campfire and the starry sky, which was very beautiful.

The combination of youth and maturity creates such a complex contradiction and very charming leaf.

Ye Mangmao was tired of looking at it and wanted to rest his eyes, but he found burning eyes on the side. Turning his head to look, what was extremely inconsistent with the hot gaze was the man's indifferent look.

Shang Ji leaned against the bonfire, and his face couldn't see anything under the darkness at all, only the light reflected on the ground by the bonfire, illuminated eyes.

The figures inside were crowded, and they were also flickering and dark. But Ye Mangmu didn't know how, he just saw his own reflection. It's clear.

At this moment, she was sure that Shang Ji's eyebrows were smiling.

The corners of his mouth unconsciously followed the smile in the man's eyes, Ye Mangmu didn't know where he was, all the rules were left behind by her, and she was only relaxed at the moment.

Then, she heard the man's low, hoarse voice.

"Vast" Shang Ji paused, "I'm sorry." ”

Sorry to misunderstand you. Sorry to leave you alone. Sorry, didn't find out about your injuries in the first place. I'm sorry to lose my temper with you. Sorry to make you sad.

However, the latter words are all in my heart.

Ye Mangwan felt that there was a small pool of hot soapy water in every corner of her body, and as soon as she was blown by Shang Ji in just a few words, thousands of colorful soap bubbles burst out of the water in an instant, pulling every cell in her body to dance, making her so surprised that her mind was almost blank.

The lips have been opened and closed several times.

It's okay, it's all gone, I'm sorry, thank you.

All the words are stuck in my throat, and I don't know which one to say first.

At this moment, it seemed that the bonfire was no more, the hustle and bustle was no more, the sea breeze was no more, and only the two of them were left around.

In the end, a thousand words finally turned into a laugh. Ye Manmu felt as if everything in the world was not important, and the previous entanglements had been left behind, and she just wanted to enjoy this moment now.

Gently tugging at the corner of Shang Ji's clothes, Ye Mangmu gave his own answer.

An answer that only the two of them can understand.

Shang Ji's body stiffened for a moment.

The action of pulling the corners of his clothes was often done to him after Ye Manmang made mistakes when he was a child, just to plead for coquettishness. And he failed in this action every time, and let her get her wish again and again.

It has almost become an inexplicable tacit understanding between the two.

It's just that as Ye Manmao grows bigger and bigger, I don't know when the tacit understanding from before is no longer there.

"Actually..."Shang Yu spoke slowly, and just as he wanted to explain his relationship with Tang Wan, his mobile phone rang.

Ye Mangwan tilted his head, knowing that this kind of thing was generally a major event in the company, and there was no time to delay, so he smiled slightly, waved his hand and asked Shang Ji to answer the phone first.

Because the surroundings were noisy, Shang Ji had to pick up his mobile phone and walk to the tired place.

Looking at the figure of Shang Yu leaving, Ye Mangmao felt that his heart was full, his head was dizzy, and his face was hot, I am afraid that it would have been red for a long time, right?

While dizzy, Ye Mangmu thought to himself mockingly.

But gradually, she noticed that something was wrong, why was it so cold around? Why is the vision getting blurred? Is it windy?

"Eh, Miss!" “¥&$£”“hello? ”

As soon as Shang Ji walked into the vicinity of the bonfire, he heard a mess in front of him, and the people who were still around the bonfire gathered in another place, chattering and talking about something.

And the position that was surrounded was the same position he had just left.

Suffered. Shang Jian immediately thought of the body temperature of the vast leaves he touched before going downstairs.

Pushing aside the crowd and walking in, I saw Ye Mang, who was still smiling at him soberly before leaving, was lying in the arms of a local man at this time, with his eyes closed, his face was red, but his lips were white and dry and peeling.

Shang Ji's head was empty for a moment, but he quickly reacted.

Hurriedly took Ye Mangman from the man's arms, and he carried her back to the villa with a princess hug all the way.

Along the way, he only felt that the person in his arms was like a hot furnace. It looks weak, and it looks like fragile glass, as if it shatters with a single force.

By this time it was already night, and the wind and waves on the sea were strong and biting. And when you return to land, you must take a ferry, blowing the sea breeze, and with Ye Mang's current state of high fever, it will definitely not work to go back now. Shang Wei had to invite a local doctor to diagnose Ye Mangmang at a high price.

The level of local doctors is limited, and they can only temporarily suppress the trend of fever for Ye Mangman, but they cannot eradicate it.

While taking care of Ye Manman, who was in a high fever, by the bedside, physically cooling her, and arranging the flight back to China tomorrow. Shang Ji survived the night so hard and waited until dawn.

Almost non-stop, Shang Yu picked up Ye Mang, who had been unconscious, and embarked on the journey back to China.

Ye Manmang has grown up since he was a child, and although his physique is not good, it is not too bad. The old man has always raised her with his heart, and he has never had any serious illness. I didn't think about this disease, it was menacing.

But fortunately, because of the timely stop loss overnight, Ye Mang's high fever was suppressed, but it was only burned warmly, and he woke up several times during the period.

After waking up, he kept crying out for thirst, and he looked so weak that he couldn't even lift his hands. provoked Shang Ji and hurriedly asked the flight attendant to warm up the boiled water and feed it to her.

Because he couldn't open his eyes, Ye Mangmu didn't see Shang Ji's haggard look after he didn't sleep all night.