Chapter 101 Thanks and Good Morning

Sierra leaned her back against his chest and took the mug of warm water he handed to her mouth.

With a low fever, she was very satisfied with the body temperature of the person behind her. She held the cup with one hand and drank all the water. Her lubricated throat was finally relieved of the pain of collapse and chapping after running wildly.

Sera returned the cup with a sigh of relief, and grabbed his clothes with her intact left hand, "Let me cool down for a while."

Rose Hill tilted her head, her blond hair rubbed against the back of her neck, her cold breath sprinkled on the top of her hair, acquiescing to her dependence on herself.

Sera gradually relaxed his body, and there was almost no weight on his body. He lowered his eyes and pondered for a long time, leaning his straight back against the head of the bed, and Sera also lay down and curled up on his chest.

The medical bedding was ripped off by Rose Hill, and she even buried her head in it.

Sierra didn't have the strength to toss the quilt covering her face, her face was next to his cold body, and her breath was filled with the faint and cold rose fragrance from his body.

The smell made her seem to see the scene of bright red flowers blooming in the rotting soil.

She thought about the picture dully, closed her eyes and slowly fell into a deep sleep, but the tingling sensation from her arms and thighs from time to time made her easily wake up from sleep, and let out a low moan.

In an unsteady state, a heavy arm kept pressing her waist to prevent her from moving around, and did not allow her to pull off the warm quilt on her body.

Roxid was sitting in the bedroom of a giant merchant ship, and tried several times but couldn't enter Sera's dream. The unstable connection status only proved that she had encountered a lot of trouble and stayed up all night.

Looking at the turbulent waves on the sea, he told the two mermaids at the helm, "speed up at full speed."

It's not the same as the head pain after a hangover. Running to death on the forest road with very low temperature, the cold air penetrated into her brain, and now it is a stabbing pain.

Sera was so uncomfortable that she didn't open her eyes. She must have fallen off the bed last night. The floor was so cold that her bones all over her body were screaming and aching, but she was too lazy to move.

"Sir, Master Lizzie is here." The nurse knocked on the door of the ward.

Sera, who was wrapped under the quilt, finally reacted again. She opened her eyes slowly, and pushed the quilt with her fingers to her chin. The sunlight came in through the window, almost hitting her bed.

Green and white walls, poor-quality solid-color curtains, and unfamiliar buildings facing the street outside the window.

This is not her home.

The memories of what happened last night came back in bits and pieces.

Horrific scenes of dead policemen, stalking vampires, and burning corpses.
She let out another groan of distress.

Rose Hill, who had held her all night, lowered her eyes, "Do you feel better?"

Hearing a voice as silky as velvet, Sera blinked, tilted her head and raised her chin suddenly, her extremely pale face and bright red lips rushed into her eyes, seeing such an impactful and beautiful face early in the morning, People didn't get used to it for a while.

She stared blankly at his black eyes that couldn't be illuminated by light, and found her voice after a while, "You've been here all night."

"Otherwise?" His smooth forehead was wrinkled, and his speechless expression seemed like she was talking nonsense.

She was the one who insisted on leaning on him last night, and when she remembered, Sera stared straight at him.

"What are you looking at?" he asked calmly.

"If I could see this face every day when I woke up, I would feel like I was taken to heaven by an angel." Sera praised generously, and her head didn't hurt so much because of the beautiful things.

The 'angel' who was close to her face raised her lips slightly, piercing her mind for a second, "Please me?"

Sera smiled and said, "I just wanted to tell you what happened yesterday. I didn't see anything. Thank you for coming to save me."

This indirectly expressed her determination to refuse to work for him again, Rose Hill's smile disappeared in a second, and the aura on her body was gloomy if it was said to be gloomy.

You can't annoy the savior, so Sera naturally has his back.

"To please is not just a verbal compliment like just now."

With her still moving left hand, she grabbed his tie, pressed his head down, and raised her head to her lips.

Tempted by the sweet blood on her body all night, the vampire who endured to the limit lost control in seconds, he hugged her waist tightly, and entangled with her with his head down.

The hospital bed directly below him became a place of joy, Sierra was pressed into the mattress by him, and the pillow at the back of her head just supported her head, so that she could bear his kiss without any effort.

The nurse saw the scene inside through the square glass on the door, her face turned red, and she said to the Lizzie family waiting on the bench in the corridor: "Miss Serra and Mr. Rose Hill are not very convenient yet, please wait a little longer Bar."

She could kiss like that on the bed in the hospital, she almost didn't see it.

After a while, Sera, who was almost out of breath, pulled away from the kiss breathlessly, put her left hand on his chest, and said in a soft voice: "Thank you for the good morning kiss, Mr. Rose Hill, it's not dark yet, Don't be so impulsive."

The young man lowered his eyes, the girl with disheveled hair had rosy cheeks, the water in her eyes shone brightly, her neckline was slightly open, full of temptation.

His eyes were deep, and his unsatisfied desire prompted him to lower his head suddenly, controlling his strength softer than before and continuing to kiss her.

Sera opened her eyes slightly, and her fingers on his chest softened, and she touched his cold face along the slippery suit material.

Rose Hill was very gentle this time, and she was no longer afraid that he would chew her lips badly. The many kisses allowed him to sum up a lot of experience.

The nurse waited and waited at the door. Seeing that Master Lizzie was about to stand up, she had to knock on the ward, and reminded again with a light cough: "Mr. Rose Hill, Miss Serra, did Master Lizzie say hello?"

Finally hearing that it was Lizzie at the door, Sera woke up suddenly from the state of immersion, and pushed Rose Hill's shoulder again with boneless fingers, this time obediently ending the long-lasting kiss.

"Dad has come long ago? Why didn't I hear you?" She blushed and was picked up by him again and leaned against the bed, brushing her messy hair a few times.

"Half an hour ago." Rosehill took the initiative to help her fasten the few buttons on her chest that had been undone, her ink-like eyes burning hot.

Sera glanced at the door, and found that the nurse's smiling face was printed on the glass window, and her face was instantly reddened with shame, "Why is there a window on the door?"

"I thought you knew." Rose Hill tidied up the crooked tie and clothes, and returned to her previous cold appearance, completely different from the one who pressed her down and kissed just now.

Sera moved her lips, "You know it's been so long."

Rose Hill gave a bow-tie hand, and walked over to open the door, "I'll go first."

Sera stopped him from behind again: "Leave me a phone number, I have something to talk to you about."

(End of this chapter)

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