"Hmm..."Feng Li's handsome face turned pale and snorted.

Lin Yan's expression paused slightly, frowned and touched the forehead of the young man in front of him, unexpectedly hot...

Feng Li frowned uncomfortably, couldn't stop trembling, his thin lips opened slightly, and he muttered, "Cold..."

The man's eyes deepened, and he gently held the wind in his arms.

The tip of his nose was filled with the fragrance of a young man, Lin Yan hugged him tighter, and said in a low voice:

"It's not cold to hold it this way..."

Feng Li nodded slightly, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she lost her coldness as before, and became cute and charming.

The driver turned his head in horror, his eyes cautiously watching the scene.

Lin Yan's eyelids lifted slightly, raised his eyes faintly, and said in a cold tone: "Drive seriously." ”

The driver was frightened, hurriedly turned around, stepped on the accelerator, and the black car sped away.

The servants were already waiting in front of the Lin family's mansion, lined up in two neat columns.

A huge spot was left in the middle, and when the black car stopped, they bowed.

The car door was opened by the servant, and Lin Yan's handsome and noble face had a cold expression.

Long legs, calm and elegant steps.

But when the servants saw the man in his hand, they were speechless with astonishment.

The cold and ascetic man held a delicate-looking teenager in his arms.

The good-looking young man frowned, and he was on par with the man.

The key to this posture seems to be a princess hug?!

The servants were messy in the wind, but remembering the cruelty of their master, they hurriedly lowered their heads.

Lin Yan's steps were brisk, his eyes lowered and he brushed his hair with his hands, and said in a low voice: "Good..."

Feng Li's lips pulled slightly, and he responded lightly, but the temperature on his forehead was getting higher and higher.

Lin Yan's eyes deepened a little, he entered the room and put the young man on the big bed.

Feng Li's condition was not good, not only was he poisoned by Wu Xuanguang, but the wind cold recurred.

He was now uncomfortable and sleepy, as if he had been burned by fire, and he was so uncomfortable...

Lin Yan sat down on the edge of the bed, his eyes gloomy, and he commanded coldly, "Prepare medicine." ”

The servants around him hurriedly answered, then gently closed the door and left.

He looked at Feng Li's frowning brow, and his big hand stretched out, gently smoothing him.

His big hands were placed behind Feng Li's back and slowly helped his body up.

When he was sick when he was a child, his mother was not there, and the nurse took care of him.

Lin Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, his big hand slowly stroked Feng Li's back, and his jade face was flushed.

"So... Wouldn't it be better?"

Feng Li glanced at the man in front of him quite amusedly, looked at his slightly red face, and said:

"Lin Yan... You really think of me as a child..."

Lin Yan raised his eyebrows, his noble face was dyed a little demonic, he looked at the young man's slightly narrowed eyes, leaned over and whispered, "What?" Are you comfortable?"

Feng Li raised his eyebrows, without the sharp edges and corners of the past, the beauty of the teenager was undoubtedly revealed.

He slowly rubbed the man's lean jaw with his hand, and his starry eyes were dyed a little bewitching.

"Heh, what about you?"

Lin Yan's eyes were pale, his hand lightly held Feng Li's wrist, slightly hooked his lips, raised his eyebrows and said:

"It's not good to be too smart..."

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door, and the servants whispered respectfully, "Master, the medicine is here." ”

Lin Yan's face became gloomy, he put down Feng Li's hand and tidied up his messy collar.

"Come in."

"Yes." The servant opened the door, respectfully put the medicine away, and waited for the man's next instructions.

"What? Not going yet?" Lin Yan raised his eyebrows, his expression gloomy and uncertain, which made the servants tremble.

"Master, do you need us to feed you medicine?" A maid looked cautiously at the boy on the bed.

The man didn't speak, but his eyes were dyed with coldness, as if he wanted to freeze people.