Xia Changyue pouted, but his little face was used to rubbing into his arms.

The little head rested on his chest, and he slept even deeper.

I don't know how long it took for the sleeping man to wake up faintly.

The indescribable weakness all over her body made her frown, and she was just about to get up when she found herself being held in her arms.

As soon as he turned his head, he caught a glimpse of the angry and resentful handsome face in front of him, and he was stunned.

Was she hallucinating?

Why did she think she had seen Yan Chengchi?

But it was still bright outside, at this time, how could he be in the villa, still sleeping with her in his arms?

Xia Changyue blinked his eyes, and after another look, he was still ......

The dark eyes were tightly closed, and the long black eyelashes drooped on the eyelids, without their usual sharpness.

His handsome angular face softened a lot when he fell asleep.

How long had it been since she had looked at him so closely?

Xia Changyue stretched out his hand, and just as he was about to touch his face, his wrist was buckled.

Yan Chengchi opened his eyes with a deep look, with inquiry, looking at her majestic little face fixedly, and the corners of his mouth hooked.

"Xia Changyue, you dare to think about me when you are sick, can you be responsible for extinguishing the fire you lit?"

"I didn't!"

Xia Changyue nervously retracted his hand, and he didn't dare to look up at his eyes with a weak heart.

The next second, he raised his head in astonishment and looked at him with wide eyes.

Was he molesting her just now?

Isn't he angry anymore?

Also, he just said she was sick......

Xia Changyue raised his hand in a daze, put it on his forehead and touched it.

Before she could feel if she was really sick, there was a shiver on her head.

Yan Chengchi didn't show any mercy at all, and her tears were almost rushing out, glaring at him angrily.

"It's not just a cold and fever that is sick, what do you have to touch your forehead? Where is it that I am uncomfortable and I don't know? Yan Chengchi looked at the aggrieved little woman angrily, and he was angry.

If she is so stupid and lives so big, she should thank God.

“……”

So, is he caring about her now?

A trace of surprise flashed in Xia Changyue's eyes, and when it came to his mouth, he swallowed it back obediently.

She still didn't ask, lest she bring herself humiliation like she did yesterday.

It's just that she can't understand why he suddenly changed sex when he wanted to strangle her to death yesterday?

She wondered if he would stay at the villa because she was sick?

Without giving her a chance to speak, Yan Chengchi had already let go of his hand, got up and took his coat and put it on his body, and stepped forward to leave the room.

Looking at his back, Xia Changyue's heart tightened, and his lips moved, and he was already out of the room.

Resolute pace, no nostalgia.

Xia Changyue's little head drooped down and picked his palm.

She really thought too much, and when he came back, maybe it had nothing to do with her at all.

After hesitating for a few seconds, she lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

There was still some obvious pain in her lower abdomen, she reached out and pressed it, and her face turned pale.

I just took a cold shower by Yan Chengchi yesterday, so just right, the menstrual holiday came.

She felt as if she had been demolished.

After just taking two steps, he squatted down uncomfortably on the table.

Just as he was hesitating to lie back on the bed, he caught a glimpse of a pair of shiny leather shoes appearing at the door.

In the next second, an angry voice sounded overhead.

"Who told you to get out of bed?"

Yan Chengchi's tall body stood at the door, still holding a tray with hot porridge and a bowl of black decoction on it.