"Uncle Zhou, what are you pulling me out for? Why is the lady inside busy coming over alone? Aunt Tong was worried about Xiao Qingge, and as she spoke, she was about to return to Ye Lingchen's room again.

Uncle Zhou grabbed her.

"Oh, don't go in and make a mess." Uncle Zhou looked at Aunt Tong earnestly and said, letting go of the hand holding her.

Aunt Tong's eyes on Uncle Zhou suddenly realized, and she scratched her hair: "It's still thoughtful, Uncle Zhou, then let's go down first, hahaha." Aunt Tong was ashamed, her mind was not as delicate as that of a big man.

When Xiao Qingge came out of the bathroom and washed the towel, Aunt Tong and Uncle Zhou were no longer in the room.

His eyes moved to the bed, Ye Lingchen was lying on the edge of the bed, the filth on his body had not been wiped clean, a few buttons on his shirt were wantonly broken, and his tie was also pressed under him, Xiao Qingge looked at Dule's discomfort.

How can she deal with this situation, thinking about it, she turned around and was about to go out, and she had to find Uncle Zhou and Aunt Tong to come over to help.

Ye Lingchen, who had drunk too much, was dizzy and dizzy, and because his body was tightly restrained by his clothes, he threw his arm out of the bed and tried to turn over, but smashed it on the bedside table at once.

Xiao Qingge, who had just taken two steps, heard the movement and hurriedly turned his head to look at the sound, Ye Lingchen's arm was hanging in the air, his body was about to move, and he was about to have a close contact with the floor.

Seeing that he was about to fall, Xiao Qingge rushed up with an arrow step, dragged his body from below, dragged his arm and pushed it upward, and Ye Lingchen lay flat on the bed again.

I saw that his brows were furrowed, and he immediately recovered.

From going home to carrying him upstairs to lie down, he also tossed for most of the day, the air conditioning was not too cold at night, Ye Lingchen's body was already soaked, his white shirt was soaked with sweat and clinging to his body, his chest and abdominal muscles were clearly visible, and his forehead was also covered with dense sweat, sliding down his well-defined cheeks to the side of the pillow.

Xiao Qingge shook her head helplessly, no matter how the person in front of her said he was also his employer, although he usually put on a face and looked like he was underbeaten, but she understood the uncomfortable feeling of drinking too much, and she should be kind today.

She bent down, took the wet towel in her hand, carefully wiped the dense sweat on his face, felt a little cool and comfortable, and Ye Lingchen raised her hand and pulled the tie around her neck and the shirt on her body.

Xiao Qingge hurriedly retracted her hand in fright, seeing that he was still the same for a long time with his eyes closed, and finally put down his hand and put it back on the bed with an irritable expression, and fell asleep again.

With a long breath, she put the towel on her hand on the bedside table, and it must have been uncomfortable to see his shirt sticking to her body wetly, she was a good person to the end, bent down again, untied her tie and put it aside, her fingers touched the shirt buttons again, and the back of her hand accidentally touched the skin on his chest, burning hot.

Xiao Qingge's hand shook slightly, moved down and continued to unbutton it, pulling the shirt out from under him hard, and his frowning brows stretched out after a burst of comfort on his body.

The man's semi-naked body was exposed to the air, Xiao Qingge didn't have the heart to appreciate his good figure, so he casually pulled a thin blanket and put it on him.

The white face that used to be turned red, looking down at his angular handsome face, Xiao Qingge was a little weak-hearted, holding the wet shirt in his hand, his eyes were flustered, and he didn't know where to fall.

Ye Lingchen's even wheezing sound came, and he fell asleep completely, Xiao Qingge turned around and walked to the door, and then confirmed that he had slept peacefully, then turned off the light, closed the door, and went back to his room.

After tossing for so long, Xiao Qingge also sweated a lot, and went back to the room to wash up, it was already the second half of the night.

After the usual point of sleeping, I couldn't fall asleep, turned off the headlights, turned on the dim wall lamp at the head of the bed, opened WeChat and looked at the chat history, it was a picture that my mother sent to her brother a few days ago that he had been transferred to the general ward.

Because my mother said that the time difference between the two countries is large, I usually have to consider whether the time is appropriate when I call to contact, if there is nothing important, the contact information will be replaced by WeChat, and I usually share pictures and voices, Xiao Qingge has time, and I will reply when I see it, so it is convenient and will not delay her work.

Xiao Qingge looked at a photo, Xiao Qingzhe's spirit was getting better and better, his face became ruddy, and his emaciated body when he first came out of the ICU was also raised by his mother a little, but the doctor said that he had to strengthen his exercise, and his mother took care of it with all her heart.

Presumably it is not far from being discharged.

Just sat at the head of the bed for a long time, and the sleepiness hit, Xiao Qingge yawned and put away the phone, then slid down and fell asleep with his head on his side.

Outside the window, the moon is in the sky, the stars are shining, and the villa stands in the moonlight, looking lonely and cold.

The next morning, the faint sunlight entered the room through the curtains, and Ye Lingchen woke up.

The headache exploded, the eyelids were pulled and the eyes were opened, it was a familiar environment, and the last consciousness last night was on the last glass of spirits, and I vaguely remembered that I seemed to have been brought back by Uncle Zhou...

His eyes suddenly glanced at the filthy shirt and tie on the bedside table, and he vaguely felt a pair of soft and cold hands touch him last night...... Ye Lingchen's eyes became dark, he got up and got out of bed, and went into the bathroom to wash.

Aunt Tong had already prepared a hearty and nutritious breakfast, and when she saw Ye Lingchen coming down the stairs, she greeted her with a smile: "Young master, you come down, I have breakfast ready, you eat something and go to the company again, your head still hurts, you were very drunk yesterday, and Miss took care of it." ”

When Ye Lingchen heard Aunt Tong's words, he paused, his brows furrowed slightly, it was that woman.

"No need."

The thin lips spit out three words, and then walked past Aunt Tong's body to the door and walked out of the villa.

"Young ......" Before Aunt Tong's voice could say anything about her concern again, Ye Lingchen disappeared from sight, leaving only a crisp sound of the door closing.

Xiao Qingge came out of the corridor of the room and saw Aunt Tong standing by the stairs with her back to her, her eyes looking at the closed door.

"Aunt Tong." She whispered and continued to walk downstairs.

"Miss, you're up." Aunt Tong heard Xiao Qingge's voice and turned her head to look at her.

"Hmm."

"Come over for breakfast." Aunt Tong greeted with a smile.

She went down the stairs and walked straight to the table and pulled out a stool to sit down, and saw that there was breakfast in the position of Ye Lingchen opposite, yes, he came back yesterday.

"Miss, the young master has already gone to the company." Seeing that Xiao Qingge was a little cramped, Aunt Tong opened her mouth to explain, and took a glass of fresh milk and put it in front of her.

That's good.

Xiao Qingge thought in his heart, and reached out to take the milk and put it to his mouth.