Gu Qingqing's hand shook and put her clothes away, "No, it's okay." ”

Leng Sicheng glanced at her lightly, and didn't say much, there was a nanny-like figure behind him, holding a plate with a glass of water and a medicine.

When the plate was lowered, the man withdrew. Leng Sicheng glanced at Gu Qingqing lightly: "Drink." ”

As soon as Gu Qingqing lowered his head, he saw a medicine next to the cup of warm water, and suddenly his blood boiled and rushed straight to his brain!

He, what does he mean by that?

Yesterday outside, he didn't do anything, so, I'm afraid she's still pregnant?

She took the initiative to eat it herself, and it was a completely different nature from him feeding him so coldly! Didn't he say countless times before that he wanted to have a child with her? So, those are all deceitful things that men casually say in bed after they have eaten and drunk enough?

"Okay." She picked up the pill and was about to eat it, Leng Sicheng's eyelashes lifted, and the pupils glanced at her lightly, and then the bony hand reached over, and the back of the hand gently touched her forehead-

He stood straight, and there was not much emotion on his face, and he said for a long time: "The fever has subsided, no need to take medicine." ”

Gu Qingqing was stunned for a moment, could it be that this little pill she took was a fever reducer?

As soon as she looked up, she found that Leng Sicheng's face also seemed to have several obvious marks, like scratches.

"What are you watching me do?" Leng Sicheng glanced at her, as if he saw her eyes staring at his own face, and then, as if he knew something, his slender fingers lightly touched the scratch on his face, "Oh, this." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Gu Qingqing again, this time his eyebrows were frivolous, and there were a few traces of banter in his eyes: "Your fingernails are quite sharp." ”

His face ...... How many scratches did she scratch? And they ...... last night.

Leng Sicheng also looked at her calmly, his fingers were recycled, and he actually unbuttoned his nightgown one by one. As soon as he took off his shirt, there were scratches everywhere on his shoulders and chest, and even in the crook of his neck, there was a full moon-like bite mark, the edge of which had been scabbed, obviously bleeding from the bite.

Leng Sicheng's eyelids lifted and looked at her again, this time even the corners of his lips were slightly hooked: "...... The teeth are also good. ”

With a "boom", Gu Qingqing's whole face burned red!

"It's not me!" Gu Qingqing immediately shook his head, he didn't admit it even if he was killed, he was able to do such a thing!

"Not you?" Leng Sicheng raised his eyebrows slightly, took a step forward, approached her, forced her to take a step back, bent her legs, and sat on the edge of the bed.

The man's sturdy honey-colored body was crisscrossed with scratches and bite marks, which were not ugly at all, but a few more different temptations: "Then do you want to open your mouth and try again—see if you can match your teeth?" ”

He pressed down, and she had to step back. Even if he knows that the man in front of him is cold-hearted and doesn't take any woman in his eyes, maybe she has an extra identity of "Mrs. Leng" compared to other women who change every three months, but it doesn't mean that she has any special meaning to him.

She wanted to avoid his body, but Leng Sicheng stretched her hands away, so that she could not escape, but was forced to lie on the sheets by his constantly pressing body. For a long time, he bluntly pulled out another topic: "Why didn't you go to filming?" ”