The big hand kept touching her cheek, for fear that she would suddenly have a fever again.

"Nasty!" Xia Tong was still a little energetic, relieved himself a little, and stretched out his hand to push his strong chest with a red face, "Lord Night Ting, I won't kiss you again next time!" ”

She pouted, her body writhing to break free from his embrace.

The strength of the woman is not small, and when Ye Tingjue saw this, he was in a good mood, and knew that her physical problem was not big, so he stood up and no longer pressed her.

His arms wrapped around her waist, but he picked her up and sat her on his lap.

Xia Tong calmed down a little, leaned on his arms and rested for a moment before looking up at him and asking, "I had a high fever yesterday?" ”

Last night, I saw the doctors giving her an intravenous drip, and her body was hot and uncomfortable, but I also saw him standing by the bedside with an anxious face.

She wanted to open her mouth to tell him not to worry, but she couldn't say a word, and when she saw his handsome face, she felt a pain in her heart.

"Well, how does it feel now? Hungry or not? Is there anything you would like to eat? The man's big hand stroked the back of her head, and there was concern in his eyes.

Xia Tong shook his head, in fact, his mouth was bitter, and he didn't have any appetite at all.

"I dreamed that I had eaten lychee porridge...... "She smiled with red lips, feeling that she was really hopeless, and dreamed of eating lychees.

"Are you sure it's a dream?" Ye Tingjue smiled, knowing that she was completely confused these days, and she didn't know what she had done, so she couldn't help but ask again, "Tongtong, should you kiss me just now, and you also thought that you were dreaming!?" ”

"It's not!" Xia Tong straightened up, "I was sober just now!" ”

"Are you awake now?"

Xia Tong frowned, not understanding what he meant, she opened a pair of clear watery eyes, and then saw the man raise his finger and point to his lips: "Since Fang Cai is not the most sober, then ...... it again."

"What's coming?" Xia Tong's face gradually burned, and he asked knowingly.

"Take the initiative to kiss me." The man looked at her with a crimson face, as if he was interested, "Give you three seconds, or I'll ......"

He lowered his head and approached her, Xia Tong was startled, and quickly held his face and kissed him heavily on the lips.

"That's good." Night Thunder Lord was finally satisfied, and hugged her tightly, his resolute chin resting on top of her head, rubbing it gently.

Xia Tong felt a little itchy, but the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously, and she couldn't suppress her smile, she also reached out to wrap her arms around his waist, buried her face in his chest, and deeply smelled the good smell of the man.

"If I move again, I can't promise I'll do anything." The woman's soft body kept drilling into her arms, and a faint fragrance hit, and Ye Tingjue squinted, for fear that he would not be able to control it, so he scared her.

"Huh." Xia Tong was naturally not frightened, but laughed out loud and hugged his hands tighter.

Night Thunderlord sighed, there was nothing he could do with her.

She just had a fever, of course he wouldn't touch her, but he sighed in his heart:

Since the age of ten, he has not liked women to be approached, except for his mother and Nancy, who are almost disgusted when facing women.

Night Thunder Lord may never have dreamed that one day a woman he doesn't dislike would break into his life, or even his life.

He didn't hate her, so much so that he fell in love with her.

And this little woman, always able to provoke all his desires without much effort.

I think that at the beginning, there would also be women who tried to seduce him.

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