Chapter 1243: Itchy, Where Are You Itching?

Qiao Yanze's tall figure stood not far away, with a terrifying shadow under him, and his angry and indisputable demon face had a creepy and heavy color at the moment.

The two women shuddered when they saw him clearly.

Without waiting for Qiao Yanze to say anything, they began to bite each other, "Qiao, Qiao Shao, it was she who first said that you were sex-incompetent, and after that waiter proved that you were not, I believed it, she was still chewing the root of her tongue here......"

"Why do you blame me? Obviously, the waiter said that Qiao Shao is not sexual-incompetent, you still don't believe it, you have to follow it, and you heard the waiter call for a bed for about ten minutes before you believe it. ”

Qiao Yanze didn't look at the two women again, stepped out of his slender legs, and left.

It wasn't until his figure disappeared in front of them that the two women let out a long sigh of relief.

Qiao Yanze found the yacht manager, and after inquiring about Bai Lin's resting room, he walked over with dark eyes.

Bai Lin's room was not locked, and Qiao Yanze pushed the door in. Bai Lin was not in the room, only the slender figure was lying on the bed.

The wound on her forehead had not yet been bandaged, and the blood stains on her face had been washed by Bai Lin, making her look even weaker, and her hair was messy, making her small face smaller and smaller.

Qiao Yanze stood beside the bed and touched her forehead.

It's very scorching.

He didn't immediately withdraw his hand, but touched her face along her forehead, as if to absorb all of her burning heat.

His palm was slightly cold, she burned badly, and her little face couldn't help but rub against his palm.

She didn't know what she was doing, her consciousness was confused, as if she was in the desert, she had come across an oasis that could relieve her heat, her lips and tongue were so dry that she couldn't help but stick out the tip of her tongue and lick it towards the cool place.

A hot feeling suddenly came from his palm, and Qiao Yanze suddenly withdrew his big hand.

He looked sharply at the woman on the bed.

She licked the corners of her lips unconsciously, and her voice was hoarse, "Uncomfortable...... Water ......"

Qiao Yanze looked down at the palm that she had licked, only to feel that it was hot, so hot that his eyes were dark and his Adam's apple moved slightly.

In a few lunges, he rushed into the bathroom and washed his hands with cold water.

After washing for a while, the strange burn-hot color faded away.

Isn't it, he also has a fever?

Qiao Yanze walked out of the bathroom, and when he heard her still shouting for water, he frowned, walked a few steps to the door, and returned again, pouring a glass of water.

Following the example of Bai Lin feeding her water before, he helped her up from the bed.

She leaned limply in his arms, and he fed the cup to her lips, and she lifted her eyelids in confusion.

Seeing a handsome and dangerous face, her body moved uneasily.

As she writhed, his long black hair rubbed against her cheeks, and he felt the urge to brush it away for her, a subtle, strange movement that made him frown.

"Drink water, don't move." His voice was cold.

Cen Xi's bloodless lips snorted, "Brother Bai Lin...... "It was Brother Bai Lin who fed her water, she should have seen it wrong, how could it be Qiao Shao, who hated her to the extreme?"

Qiao Yanze's face changed, and his whole person seemed to be soaked in black gloom.

Cen Xi burned so badly that she couldn't see Qiao Yanze's expression clearly, she licked her lips, "Brother Bai Lin, I want to drink water......"

Qiao Yanze's big hand holding the water cup increased his strength, and with the other hand, he pinched the woman's pointed jaw, lifted her little face, lowered his head, and approached her.

In the dim light, his handsome face carried a kind of charm and danger that bordered on bewitchment.

"See clearly, who am I?"

As he spoke, a faint tobacco-scented masculine scent spilled onto her little face, blowing her hair and making her heart tremble.

She tightened her slender brow, "...... Itchy. ”

"Itchy?" His big hand on her chin increased the force, and a cold sneer appeared on her handsome face, "Where's the itch?" At a young age, you know how to hook a man, what your sister taught you? ”

Sister, sister......

As if thinking of something, mist welled up in Cen Xi's eyes, she opened her mouth, wanting to say something, and a cold voice came first, "What are you doing here?" ”

Bai Lin went to find someone to borrow a medicine box, and when he came back, he saw Qiao Yanze in his room, still holding Cen Xi, the two of them looked extremely warm, and his face suddenly sank, "Qiao Shao, who let you in without permission?" ”

Qiao Yanze put Cen Xi on the bed, looked at Bai Lin, who hated to fight with him, and said casually, "Why, you are only allowed to go to my room to hug people, and I am not allowed to come to you to see if she is dead or alive?" ”

"When you asked her to kneel for you, why didn't you care if she was dead or alive?" Bai Lin is usually a very calm person, but at this moment, he spoke in a very rushed tone.

Qiao Yanze pulled the corners of his lower lip, "Who is Captain Bai, who is her, it is necessary to report to you about me and her?" ”

Bai Lin, "I treat her as my own sister-in-law." ”

"I don't see it, sister-in-law, it's true that you have thoughts about her."

Bai Lin's face changed, he dropped the medicine box, and walked towards Qiao Yanze in a few big strides. Qiao Yanze did not move at all, and he had no fear of the menacing Bai Lin.

The two of them were tense in an instant.

The air around seemed to be tense.

Just before Bai Lin was about to make a move, the sound of a cup falling to the ground sounded.

Cen Xi woke up, she supported her sore and weak body, got off the bed, and accidentally swept the cup when she propped her hand on the bedside table.

"Don't argue for me, I'll leave." Bai Lin looked at the weak Cen Xi, walked up to her with a frown, and held her up, "Go back to the bed and lie down." ”

"Brother Bai Lin, I don't want to trouble you."

Bai Lin looked at her distressedly, "What's the trouble or not, if I see you like this, I don't care, am I still a person?" ”

"Thank you, when I'm ready, please eat."

Bai Lin looked at Cen Xi, who was young but so sensible, his nose was sour, "Do you remember what I like to eat?" ”

"Remember," it seemed that thinking of the two of them in the same compound when they were children, a smile curled up at the corner of Cen Xi's lips, "Brother Bai Lin likes to eat dumplings and garlic, once you finished eating garlic, you sighed at your sister, and then smoked her to tears." ”

Bai Lin patted the back of his head, and Yingting's face had a suspicious flush, "That kind of trouble, you better forget it!" ”

"Okay."

Qiao Yanze looked at the two men and women who treated him as air, and his thin lips were pursed into a straight line.

He walked out of the room coldly.

After walking some distance, he dialed a phone and went out.

Bai Lin in the room helped Cen Xi to the bed, she burned badly, her body was still very weak, and she fell asleep when she touched the pillow.

Bai Lin took out the medicine from the medicine box, and was just about to bandage the medicine on her forehead when the mobile phone rang.