He swallowed his saliva, not thinking about whether to tell Jiang Hanshen or not.

If...... Miss Shi didn't mean it.

That not only made Mr. Jiang misunderstood, but also damaged his self-esteem as a man......

In the end, it wasn't him, an African worker, who suffered!

He's just come back from that hellish place in South Africa and doesn't want to go back!

After a few minutes, Jiang Hanshen's sword eyebrows raised coldly: "Something to hide from me?" ”

"Hmm...... It's not a big deal......"

The man's cold and pressing coercion forced Wei Qing to drop several drops of cold sweat.

Under his careless gaze, Wei Tezhu said with great difficulty: "I just suddenly thought of those things that Miss Shi ordered for Mr. Jiang...... It seems...... It's all kidney-tonifying ......"

…………

Half an hour later, Shi Sangyu moved to the door of Jiang Hanshen's ward again.

She raised her hand and was about to knock on the door, but she heard Wei Qing's voice stopping: "Miss Shi!" Mr. Jiang has already slept! ”

"So early?" She withdrew her hand and said kindly, "Then can I ...... tonight?"

"Nope."

Wei Qing stared at her and said very seriously: "Mr. Jiang specially left half a bed for you." ”

Shi Sangyu, "Can I refuse?" ”

Jiang Hanshen pretended to be sick, and nothing good happened.

She said faintly: "I'll go in, if I wake up Jiang Hanshen-"

Wei Qing still stared at her tightly: "It's okay, you can put Mr. Jiang to sleep again." ”

How do you listen to the word "sleeping...... So astringent??

She gritted her teeth and gently pushed the door open.

As soon as I entered, Shi Da Mei found out-

Jiang Hanshen is really waiting for her!

At the entrance, there is a small dim lamp.

He didn't have the habit of leaving the light at night, so this light ...... It's for her.

Shi Sangyu turned off the small light and shrank to the side of the bed.

She made sure she was far enough away from Jiang Hanshen before closing her eyes.

In the quiet atmosphere, the sound of her breathing seemed to be intertwined with the voice of a man......

It's obviously no contact, but it's extraordinarily ambiguous.

…………

In the early hours of the morning, Jiang Hanshen opened his eyes.

He turned on the light with his hand, and with his dangerous eyes slightly on one side, he saw Shi Sangyu biting his lip.

She slept soundly.

Thinking of what Wei Qing said before-

The man's eyes sank, and he leaned over and grabbed Shi Sangyu.

He just met Shi Sangyu, the woman seemed to have a nightmare, and said in a vague voice: "You let go of me......"

Mr. Jiang's lips were cold.

He let go of Shi Sangyu.

The great beauty naturally shrank to the corner of the bed.

- Even in a dream, be on guard.

The darkness in Jiang Hanshen's eyes became richer little by little, and he turned on the air conditioner and directly adjusted the temperature to thirty-nine.

The temperature was extremely high, and Sang Yu snorted when it was so hot.

She seemed to want to open her eyes, but the eyelids were too heavy.

A few coquettish words overflowed from his lips: "Jiang Han is ......"

"Jiang Hanshen, are you turning on the heating......

"I'm so hot, you turn the temperature down a little bit......"

The man lowered his head and played with the remote control board of the air conditioner, without saying a word.

Shi Sangyu kicked the quilt away.

But she was still hot, reaching out and trying to unzip it indiscriminately.

But it seems to be too sleepy, and the tips of my fingers are shaking, and I can't pull them apart.

Only then did Mr. Jiang calmly pick her up and tear the zipper for her.

Then, let go of Shi Sangyu again.

Shi Sangyu half-faded her skirt to her waist, and her lips were still calling his name, but with a little anger: "Jiang, cold, deep ......"