Long Xiliang listened to her words, was stunned for a moment, and just as he wanted to speak, he began to cough again.

Lu Xiaoyou immediately put her hand into the quilt and held the other party's wrist, her fingers resting on the man's pulse.

Long Xiliang sensed what she was doing, he turned his head, his deep pupils widened, and traced Lu Xiaoyou's outline in the darkness.

Long Xiliang could vaguely see the expression on her face, her eyebrows were deeply locked, and her expression became solemn.

Lu Xiaoyou felt his pulse, and his pulse was beating steadily and powerfully, indicating that his body was very healthy, and he was not without the symptoms of weakness that would be shown by wind and cold.

But the man's body was very hot, even his hands were hot.

Lu Xiaoyou's hand stroked all the way along his arm, and her palm made brief contact with Long Xiliang's skin, and her palm quickly sweated.

Long Xiliang's cough finally stopped, and Lu Xiaoyou reached out to help him run his chest, so that his breathing could be smooth.

This seems to be the first time Lu Xiaoyou has been so gentle with him, in the past, she was kind to him, with the purpose of flattering and teasing, but now, she is really worried about him.

Suddenly being so good to him, do you think that she made him sick?

Long Xiliang clasped her hand behind his back, although he wanted to say to Lu Xiaoyou:

It's none of her business that he's sick.

But I don't want this woman to leave heartlessly after feeling that it has nothing to do with her, so it's better to let her misunderstand like this.

"Want to drink water? I'll pour you water. ”

He said yes, and Lu Xiaoyou asked again, "Can I turn on the light?" ”

"Okay."

Lu Xiaoyou turned on the light in the bedroom, and she turned to look at the man lying on the bed.

Long Xiliang's skin was fair, and now under the light, his skin had a translucent texture.

There was a pale pink flush on his cheeks, which was burned.

But the man whose face was dyed with a touch of crimson became particularly cute, and Lu Xiaoyou looked at him like this, feeling that he was like a sleeping beauty in a fairy tale.

She poured a glass of water and walked to the bed, and Long Xiliang opened her eyes......

He is rich and handsome, Yushu Lanzhi, like the morning dew in spring, and the frost in autumn.

The sick man, taking off the cold and detached armor, a pair of dark eyes like thick ink that could not be dissolved, and like a poor puppy, buried himself in the quilt, begging for the caress of his master.

The few strands of bangs on his forehead drooped in front of his eyebrows, and because of sweating, the sea condensed one by one.

And his lips, the outer circle has lost its blood color, the inside of the lips is soaked in blood, and the bright red color spreads outward with the dry and cracked lip lines after lack of water.

This sick look...... Make people want to sit on him and commit crimes wantonly!

Lu Xiaoyou blocked her nose with the back of her hand, she actually had a charming idea in this situation.

She quickly stabilized her mind and walked to the bedside.

Lu Xiaoyou first dipped his fingers in water and smeared them on his lips, and the man, intentionally or unintentionally, opened his lips slightly, stretched out his tongue, and licked her fingers.

The softest part of her heart was gently touched.

Lu Xiaoyou put the hand that had been licked by the tip of Long Xiliang's tongue just now into his mouth and sucked it gently.

When the man saw her movements, the color in his eyes became a little darker.

Long Xiliang got up from the bed and said in a hoarse voice: "My illness is not an ordinary flu. ”

But he soon discovered that Lu Xiaoyou was not listening to him at all, and her eyes were staring at his chest.

The pajamas on his body were put on by Long Xiliang hastily, and there were not many buttons, revealing most of his chest......