In the corridor, watching the two of them walk farther and farther away, the man in a handmade Italian white shirt and black trousers slowly walked out of the side aisle.

Lin Lei cautiously looked at his husband's not very good face, "Sir, do you need to go over and say hello to Lianxi?" ”

Ye Moshen's lips tightened into a cold straight line, his dark eyes swept over him, turned around, and strode away in the opposite direction.

Because the college entrance examination is imminent, when I returned to Ye's house, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

The huge villa was already pitch black.

The high fever did not subside, Feng Lianxi was a little dizzy, she tiptoed up to the second floor, and was about to go back to the bedroom, in the corridor, there was a subtle almost imperceptible muffled sound from the master bedroom, and the man seemed to be faintly suppressing something.

Feng Lianxi paused, hesitated for a while, as if he hadn't heard anything, and walked towards his bedroom, Ye Moshen had never liked others to disturb him.

Before he had taken a few steps, there was a thud, and there was a crisp sound of the vase falling to the ground.

Feng Lianxi paused, finally walked back in reverse, pushed open the half-covered door, and saw that under the night, Ye Moshen was kneeling on one knee, covering his abdomen with one hand, and lowering his head, as if he was restraining something.

Her face changed, and she hurriedly walked up to help him up, "Sir, what's wrong with you?" ”

The moment his hands touched the crook of his arm, Ye Moshen waved vigorously and scolded, "Get out." ”

Feng Lianxi was caught off guard and was pushed to the ground by him.

A fine cold sweat appeared on Ye Moshen's forehead, and he propped his elbows on the ground, trying to stand up, but because of his weak body, he fell to the ground again the moment he left the ground.

Feng Lianxi crawled over, "Are you having a stomach attack?" ”

Ye Mo's deep thin lips pursed lightly, but she didn't make a sound, but Feng Lianxi was already used to it, she quickly got up and rummaged through the cabinets in his bedroom to find the medicine.

The man's hoarse and weak voice sounded, "In the second drawer under the TV cabinet." ”

Feng Lianxi found it and quickly brought him the stomach pain medicine.

Ye Moshen waved her hand away, and her brows twisted a little, "Water!" ”

Feng Lianxi immediately got up and poured him a glass of water, afraid that he would say more, so she poured out two pills directly from the bottle and fed him to take it.

Ye Moshen swallowed the medicine, closed his eyes and eased for a while before standing up from the ground with difficulty.

Feng Lianxi helped him to rest on the bed, Ye Moshen quietly avoided her hand, and asked indifferently, "Where did the skirt come from?" ”

He hadn't paid much attention to what she was wearing. Feng Lianxi replied calmly, "There was a little accident at school, and my clothes were wet, so my classmates helped get a skirt." ”

Ye Moshen's lips were slightly raised, "That skirt looks expensive, it should be tens of thousands, right?" Why, when you are still in high school, you are thinking about finding a good future for yourself? ”

Feng Lianxi's face turned a little pale, how could she not understand his cynicism?! She tried to ignore his sarcastic tone and asked, "Sir, your face doesn't seem to be very good, do you need me to have someone drive you to the hospital?" ”

Ye Moshen turned his head and said in a very light voice, "I'm hungry, there's cake in the refrigerator, bring it to me." ”

Feng Lianxi's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and finally she didn't say anything more, turned around, covered the door for him, and walked out.

The huge bedroom was quiet again, and the pain in my abdomen was like a knife.

Ye Moshen's eyebrows tightened, and he walked on the sofa and sat down with vague steps. The door creaked and was pushed open.

Feng Lianxi went back and brought up an unopened birthday cake.