Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 2951 Extra Story (if 21)

She blushed, her eyes subconsciously looked away, dodging.

The man stared at her, and slowly lowered his hand to her waist.

With an effort, he picked her up.

"Hey, coax me well."

With a hoarse voice, he carried her into the bathroom.

The door is closed immediately.

"Well—I'm your sister—"

……

……

……

Lin Xiaosheng opened his eyes.

In front of my eyes, the blurry scene gradually became clear.

Strange yet familiar, once in a trance.

When he woke up from his sleep, he remained motionless, staring straight ahead.

Light blue ceiling, delicate and brilliant crystal chandeliers.

He was lying on the bed, covered with a quilt.

The previously clear brain is now in chaos, like a rusted machine, unable to turn for a long time.

In a daze, staring at the lights on the ceiling.

In a trance, it's like a dream that hasn't woken up yet.

Like a dream but not a dream, dream and reality blend and mix together.

It is too real, like the world in a kaleidoscope, it is really difficult to distinguish.

He was pale and coughed a few times.

The dark and misty eyes turned slightly, subconsciously looking to the side.

It is customary to reach out to explore——

Unfortunately, no one.

There was nothing beside him, only cold quilts and pillows.

There is no one who is with him in the dream, intimate.

in a dream...

He froze slightly.

……Dream?

just a dream?
He was about to prop up his weak and weak body in an instant.

"Are you awake?"

In the unusually quiet room, a familiar and pleasant voice suddenly sounded.

Soft, gentle and clear.

The voice that haunted him in the dream appeared in the direction of the door, causing him to look over it immediately.

Just looking at that beautiful man in pajamas, with fair skin, so white that it glows, wearing slippers, walking over with a water glass in his hand.

Walk to the bed, sit down, put down the water glass, and reach out to touch him.

touch his forehead.

Touched it, then touched her own, and compared it, she felt that the difference was not too much, so she was obviously relieved.

"The fever is finally gone."

She had been in a coma for two consecutive days, and she was so worried that he was going to burn herself stupid.

"Thirsty? Do you want some water?"

She touched his pale and bloodless face, held it in her hands, and said in a coaxing tone, "I cooked some porridge, can I go and serve you a bowl? You haven't eaten much in the past two days, you must be— —”

Before she could finish speaking, she was suddenly hugged.

The man who had been feverish for a long time and had just subsided, somehow found the strength to hug her extraordinarily vigorously.

Hugging her tightly, her breathing was heavy and rapid, and she was a little unsteady for a while.

"Si Si..."

His parched throat was extremely hoarse and difficult.

Constantly rubbing against her face, smelling the breath on her body, like a poor person who was forced to lose and finally regained, hugged her with extreme insecurity.

Holding her warm body, the breath of real existence.

It seemed like this was the only way to confirm her.

Only then can it be confirmed that this is reality, not...

dream.

"……what's wrong?"

Being hugged suddenly, she was a little dazed.

"Have a nightmare?"

Being hugged, she didn't struggle.

After thinking about it, I hugged him back and patted him gently.

"What did you dream about?" She asked softly.

The man who hugged her tightly did not say a word.

Just rubbing, rubbing against her non-stop.

He wanted to kiss, but when he was about to kiss, he suddenly thought that he was sick.

Colds are contagious.

Can't kiss, can't infect her.

(End of this chapter)