"Don't worry, I'll take you to rest now." Lord Shepherd pulled out his hand, then directly picked Wen Lan up horizontally, turned around and walked out of the hall in the corridor next to him.

Wen Lan closed her eyes, and in a trance, a faint fragrance of magnolia flowers poured into her nasal cavity.

It was Nightlord's favorite smell, and he had once smelled it on him.

Wen Lan's stomach hurt so much that she lost her strength, her whole body was soft, her palms were cold and there was no temperature, and she couldn't open her eyes.

Wen Lan didn't struggle, her hands tightly wrapped around Mu Yejue's neck, the noise in the hall behind her was getting farther and farther away, and the breathing in her ears was clearly audible.

Even though she couldn't open her eyes to see, Wen Lan's mood at the moment was indescribably complicated.

In fact, she had always thought that Mu Yejue hated him, but at this moment, seeing her stomach ache, the anxiety he showed was deeply rooted in her mind.

Did he really hate her?

"You hold on." Lord Nightlord frowned tightly and quickened his pace again.

A minute later, the elevator stopped on the top floor.

There is only one presidential suite on the top floor, which is specially reserved for the Pastoral Night, and this hotel is already the property of the Pastoral Group.

When he arrived at the door, Mu Yejue stood still, the face recognition system was certified, and the smart security door was automatically opened.

Lord Shepherd walked in with a calm face, raised his foot and hooked his foot, and the door was closed.

Mu Yejue did not hesitate, and directly put Wen Lan on the bed carefully, "You wait for me, don't move." ”

Listening to the man's voice, Wen Lan originally wanted to respond, but her stomach hurt so badly that she could pull her mouth to make her stomach uncomfortable.

So I gave up and continued to struggle.

She came back after only ten seconds, and seemed to remember something, "There are clothes on the bed, you can change them first, can you come by yourself?" If not, I'll help you. ”

Hearing that Mu Yejue was going to help him change his clothes, Wen Lan was excited, and her heart rose to her throat, and she nodded in Ferry.

Waiting for the Lord of the Pasture to close the door, Wen Lan raised the last of her strength and squinted her eyes to change her clothes, just at this time the Lord of the Pasture Night was also knocking on the door outside, "Have you changed yet, do you need help?" ”

Wen Lan: "......"

Help undress her?

Seeing that she didn't react for a long time, Mu Yejue pushed the door in directly, holding a cup in his left hand and a wet towel in his right hand.

"You drink the medicine first." Lord Shepherd handed the white cup to Wen Lan, his brow still not stretching.

Why can't she take care of herself like that?

Wen Lan looked at the water cup in front of her, the dark brown medicine exuded a steaming heat, which engraved her heart.

What does this mean?

Seeing that Wen Lan was stunned and didn't speak, biting her lip tightly, Mu Yejue stepped forward and gave the cup away, "Wen Lan, let you drink medicine, or do you want me to feed you?" ”

Wen Lan glanced at Lord Mu Yejue, he was holding something in both hands, and if he fed her medicine, he could only use his mouth......

Thinking of this, Wen Lan shivered, took the water cup and drank the medicine.

She didn't want to give Nightlord any chance to take advantage.

There were so many women lying in his arms, Wen Lan's eyes gradually became cold when she thought of this, and finally she didn't bother to look at his unsettling face again, so she simply closed her eyes directly.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Wen Lan closed her eyes, she only felt a burst of warmth in her abdomen, and the heat everywhere melted into her limbs through the pores of her skin.

At this time, Wen Lan suddenly thought of the wet towel that Mu Yejue had held in his hand just now, it turned out that he was using it to cover his stomach.

"You, what are you doing so strongly? I don't know how to take good care of myself. "Lord Shepherd put one hand on the hot towel, and his face was not very good.

Wen Lan narrowed her eyes slightly, and looked through the gap twice, only to see that the man's eyebrows were slightly raised, he clearly did not speak, and there was not much light in the room, but his eyes were very bright, so that the trace of worry and concern in his pupils became clear.

Wen Lan was a little confused, very unbelievable, and a certain string in her heart was touched.

She had never seen such a look in the eyes of the Lord of the Pasture.

If it weren't for the previous history of the Lord of the Night, she would have almost thought that the man in front of her would have sunk for her.

Wen Lan came back to her senses, shook her head and smiled, why was she so stupid, how many women had she already looked for outside, and how could she care about her?

The reason why I brought her up to take care of her today may be just to see that she is more pitiful, and by the way, I will be kind enough to give alms.

She shouldn't have too much expectation and hope.

Because sometimes, the higher the expectations, the more disappointed, and the worse the fall in the end.

In a trance, the temperature of the towel on her abdomen also became cold, and the Lord of the Pastoral Night turned around and went back with hot water, and continued to stick to her stomach.

After going back and forth like this three or four times, plus she had already taken the medicine just now, Wen Lan felt a lot better, and reached out to hold the towel, "Mr. Mu, I'd better come by myself." ”

He suddenly took such meticulous care, Wen Lan actually felt a little unaccustomed.

Mu Yejue didn't seem to want to let go, his cold eyes swept over, Wen Lan paused, and still took it back.

Two minutes later, the towel was cold again, and while the Lord of the Pastor went to change the towel, Wen Lan got up from the bed and prepared to leave.

"Where are you going?" Mu Yejue walked out with a towel and looked at Wen Lan's face tightened.

Damn, is she leaving?

"Of course, I went back to my room, I'm much better now, so I don't bother with herding, thank you for today's things." Wen Lan nodded, smiled, and picked up the dress on her bed, without a little mud and water.

But she didn't tell a lie, after emergency treatment, her stomach has indeed improved a lot, her palms have gradually warmed, there is no problem at all when she walks a few steps, and the hotel room is not far away.

After speaking, before the Lord of the Pastor could react, Wen Lan had already walked to the door, but before he could go out, his wrist was grabbed by a big hand and he was taken in.

"Don't go." The Lord of the Nights propped his hands on the wall and pressed Wen Lan against the wall.

Wen Lan was stunned, but smiled, "Mr. Mu, please let me leave." ”

Between them, there was nothing, and there was no reason for the Lord of the Nights to keep her here.

The Lord of the Nights heard the woman's words, but did not move, and he would not let her go again.

Seeing Mu Yejue's reaction, Wen Lan instantly understood his thoughts, and pulled his arm vigorously, wanting to pull his hand out, "Let go." ”

"I won't let it go." The Lord of the Night's grip tightened.

"What do you want, Lord Night?" Suddenly, I don't know where the strength came from, I pushed him away, turned around and was about to leave, but I didn't expect a throbbing pain in my abdomen, as if I had been whipped on it.

Wen Lan squatted down suddenly, and the heat in her body was taken away again.

Mu Yejue's whole person panicked again, and hurriedly squatted down to hold Wen Lan in his arms, and released her again

When he got to bed, "Wen Lan, I'll sleep here tonight, don't force me to lock the door." ”

It's clear that it's not good, but she still wants to leave strongly, who gave her confidence.

Wen Lan opened her eyes and looked at the man who was close at hand, biting her lower lip tightly and pinning her face, the pain in her abdomen continued.

It's okay, looking at the way it is now, it's true that it's impossible to leave, and since that's the case, it's okay to sleep all night.

But this is the Nightlord's bed, should he sleep again?

Thinking of this, Wen Lan turned her head vigilantly to look at Lord Shepherd.

Mu Yejue instantly understood, so he had to raise his hands helplessly, "You sleep in the bed, I'll sleep on the sofa!" ”

After finishing speaking, Mu Yejue turned around obediently and went out, leaving Wen Lan alone in the bedroom.

After receiving such an answer, Wen Lan expressed her satisfaction, lay on the bed for a while, and waited until her abdomen was better before she lifted the quilt and got up from the bed to go to the toilet.

Suddenly, Wen Lan's footsteps stopped, and the ghost messenger walked to the door of the bedroom.

On the sofa, the Lord of the Shepherd was lying sideways, her eyes closed and she had fallen asleep, just now because of her abdominal pain, the Lord of the Nightlord had been busy for almost an hour, and she must be very tired now.

Wen Lan walked over lightly, picked up a blanket next to him and covered him, and quietly looked at his silhouette in the dark night.

His face has always been good-looking, angular, handsome and extraordinary, thin lips like two peach blossoms, plus a pair of seductive peach blossom eyes, few women can escape his encirclement.

Wen Lan has always been entangled with Mu Yejue, on the one hand, she loves him, but on the other hand, she can't wait to divorce early.

It was already late at night outside, Wen Lan didn't think much about it, turned around and went into the bathroom, closed the door, put the hot water in the bathtub, and took off her clothes and wanted to lie down.

Unexpectedly, before the clothes were put down, Wen Lan's pupils shrank, and she caught a glimpse of a touch of blood on the innermost trousers.

Damn, it's a big aunt?

But she remembered that her eldest aunt didn't seem to be here these days, right?

Forget it, no matter what, it is estimated that the schedule has not been very good recently, and the time is a little messy.

Wen Lan scolded twice, and then thought that Mu Yejue was already asleep, so she put on a piece of clothing and went outside to get her bag.

She has a habit of carrying sanitary napkins with her, so it's not a big deal.

After taking it in, the water in the bathtub has been put away, Wen Lan walked in, comfortably soaked her whole body in the hot water, and the fatigue of the day was swept away in an instant, and she enjoyed it incomparably.

After soaking for about ten minutes, Wen Lan quickly got up from the bathtub and cleaned up, and after washing with the extra toothbrush in the bathroom, she went back to bed and lay down.

Because her stomach was still a little painful, Wen Lan lay on the bed, her brain was groggy, and she fell asleep not long after.

Nothing was said all night.

The next day, before dawn, Wen Lan lay on the bed on all fours, smacking her lips, and her brows suddenly furrowed.

Knock knock!

This time, Wen Lan finally heard clearly, it turned out that the knocking sound in the dream was someone knocking on the door.

Wen Lan rubbed her eyes, and only a few faint rays of light were left in the dark room outside, then she turned over and got up, put her feet on the slippers on the ground, and then swam to open the door.

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