The man's big hand touched his forehead, his palm was cool, with a masculine smell she was familiar with, mixed with a faint smell of tobacco.

The corners of Ye Mian's mouth rose slightly, feeling his hand leave, she frowned, hurriedly grabbed it, and pressed it on her forehead.

"Sleepy, you have a fever, your clothes are soaked, take them off first, okay?"

The man's voice was magnetic and hoarse, and his tone was full of tenderness and doting, and her heart palpitated, and in a daze, she saw his vague handsome face.

She couldn't help but agree, "Hmm." ”

He let go of his wrist as well.

Qiao Zhanbei put her down, coaxed her to cooperate, and helped her take off her wet clothes.

He asked people to bring antipyretics, antipyretic patches, alcohol, alcohol swabs and other medicines.

Ye Mian was dazed, his head was groggy, he felt chills all over his body, very uncomfortable, and wanted to get into his warm embrace.

But he didn't know what he was up to.

She wrapped the quilt tightly, frowned, and ordered him: "Qiao Zhanbei, I'm cold and tired, you hold me to sleep!" Hurry up! ”

She had a fever and looked like she was drunk and yelled at him.

Qiao Zhanbei stood on the edge of the bed with warm water, looking at her delicate appearance, and the corners of her lips pulled up a doting and sweet smile. He looked at her deeply, his eyes moist.

It's good to be alive, to take care of her, to coax her.

"Good, take the medicine first, after taking the medicine, I'll sleep with you, okay?" He sat down on the edge of the bed and coaxed softly.

Where could Ye Mian stand his gentle comfort, in a daze, he obediently opened his mouth and cooperated with him.

Qiao Zhanbei helped her up, put the medicine into her mouth, and fed the water cup to her mouth.

He watched as she cooperated with her medication.

"It's so good to sleep."

Putting down the water glass and helping her put on the antipyretic patch, he took off his coat and quickly went to bed.

The man opened the quilt and came in, bringing a warm hormonal breath, Ye Mian swallowed her saliva, and she couldn't wait to burrow into his arms.

Hot cheeks pressed against his chest, the tip of his nose pressed against his skin, sucking the smell of his skin, arms firmly wrapped around his waist.

Qiao Zhanbei hugged her tightly with his backhand, and his big hand kept stroking the back of her head, "Good, it's not early, go to sleep." ”

Ye Mian closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of him coaxing herself like a child, a chill hit, she drilled into his arms again, clinging to him, there was no gap between the two, and they were really skin-to-skin.

Exhaustion hit her, and she fell into a deep sleep.

Qiao Zhanbei's body has not fully recovered, and he is very tired and tired after tossing like this tonight, but she has a fever and he can't sleep.

Every half hour, I took her temperature, and it wasn't until more than three o'clock that her fever completely subsided, and she was sweating.

He asked the maid to change into clean bedding, carried her to the bathtub for a hot bath, helped her put on his white shirt as pajamas, and took care of her carefully before carrying her to sleep.

The bedside lamp emitted a faint yellow light, illuminating her quiet and beautiful sleeping face.

Qiao Zhanbei looked at her softly, his fingertips on her cheeks, as if touching a precious and unique treasure, so gentle and careful.

She is his treasure.

He choked at the thought of what she had done for him.

Ye Mian rubbed in his arms at this time, Qiao Zhanbei came back to his senses, turned off the lamp, he hugged her tightly, and finally fell asleep exhausted.

In the early morning of midsummer, the room is air-conditioned, neither hot nor cold.

A long night's sleep, sleeping until you wake up naturally, is rare and comfortable.

Ye Mian opened her eyes, and what caught her eyes was a retro chandelier, an unfamiliar ceiling, she slowly turned her head, and faced a handsome side face like a knife.

She froze.

Memories of last night came flooding back.

She was stunned for a moment before she came back to her senses and blinked her eyelids vigorously to make sure she wasn't dreaming.

He was really alive, and at this moment, his arms were tightly wrapped around her waist, his legs pressed against hers, and she was wearing his white shirt.

Ye Mian pursed her lips, the corners of her mouth gradually rose, her heart beat wildly, and the throbbing sensation in the depths of her body taught her to kiss his lips passionately and impulsively.

Qiao Zhanbei was sleeping deeply, but the desire of the man's body was awakened by her kiss, and her tongue had just burrowed into his mouth, and he eagerly held it.

"Hmm......" Ye Mian muttered, swallowed her saliva, she hugged him, put her hand on his back, and kissed him passionately.

Qiao Zhanbei kissed and kissed, opened his eyes, and what caught his eye was a scene that taught him to have a bloody blood.

She looked at him with a confused face, her eyes wet and wet, the saliva that overflowed from the corners of her mouth was glistening, and her legs were wrapped around her waist.

Seeing him wake up, Ye Mian's cheeks were swollen and red, and he was about to turn his head, but his handsome face pressed down again and kissed her fiercely.

Her heart was burning and she kissed him again.

It wasn't until the kiss was about to suffocate that she pushed him away, and realized that he had just recovered from a serious illness, and he might not even meet the discharge criteria!

"Brother Qiao, hmm...... Don't want it...... Qiao Zhanbei ...... You, your body! She twisted her neck, and the man took the opportunity to bury his head in her neck socket, and his big hot hands were up and down on her.

She really couldn't stand such flirting, and her voice was soaked in wet ambiguity.

"What's wrong with my body? Well? There was a hint of annoyance in the man's tone, more of a threat.

He opened his mouth to gnaw on her chin and bit hard, making her numb and itchy.

Ye Mian: "......"

This domineering and powerful man does not allow her to question his body in the slightest.

She held his handsome face lovingly and angrily, lifted her upper body, pecked him on the lips, and coaxed: "Okay, don't make trouble, I'm too tired." Last night I braved the heavy rain and ran away by climbing through the window, and I was ...... again."

As she spoke, thinking of Jiang Xun's stepmother's tragic situation, a chill ran down her spine, and she subconsciously fell into his arms.

"That Jiang Rin is a madman, but fortunately, Xiaoxun helped me deceive him together. Brother Qiao, don't blame Xiaoxun, he doesn't want to, Jiang Rin, that paranoid madman, has to marry him before he can give you medicine. Afraid that he would not be happy, she explained to him.

"I know." The man's hand gently caressed her back.

"I have nothing to do with Xiaoxun, in the past three months, I have almost embroidered the painting ordered by Mrs. Daman with him, Xiaoxun is a simple and harmless child. He was only nineteen years old, and he couldn't get a marriage certificate. Ye Mian said again, "I'm afraid that if you wake up, Jiang Rin will control me in other ways, so I thought about running quickly, but fortunately you came in time." ”

"By the way, did that Jiang Rin catch it?"

As soon as she raised her head and asked him, Qiao Zhanbei's mobile phone rang.

"Mr. Qiao, Jiang Rin ran along the tunnel last night, one tunnel leads to the road outside the Jiang family's villa, and the other leads to the Jiang family's villa, we searched all over the villa, but we didn't find any trace of him. It is suspected that he is running down another tunnel, you stay safe, we are taking someone to his underground lab. ”

Qiao Zhanbei quickly hung up the phone and said to Ye Mian: "Jiang Rin ran away." ”

Ye Mian looked around in a panic, and was held tightly in his arms, and the man said softly: "Don't be afraid, with me, he can't snatch you." ”