my billionaire ex-husband

The sofa is so soft and the wool blanket is so warm, but the whole body is uncomfortably hot, and the thirst seems to be on fire.

Xiang Siyi struggled to sit up, wanted to drink a glass of water, but did not find a water glass, but saw a basket of fresh fruits on the coffee table.Flushing red, pink and tender, it looks vivid, just as beautiful as model props...

Xiang Siyi reached out and grabbed one, found a pillow to put it under his body, half leaned on it, and comfortably ate an apple

She didn't look back, so she didn't notice at all that Feng Zihao was sitting on the sofa behind her the whole time.He could see her every move after waking up.

The beautiful apple quickly turned into a core in his hand, and he burped Siyi in satisfaction: "It's comfortable!" [

Since you are not in good health, why don't you just sleep here for one night?It takes such a long way to get a taxi, and it is dangerous for a girl to walk on a mountain road in the middle of the night, even if there is no ghost.Why did she have to suffer this kind of abuse in the middle of the night?Hmph, sleep comfortably until dawn, then get into Feng Zihao's car with a stern face, and ask him to take her down the mountain.

Thinking about it, Xiang Siyi looked for a tissue to wipe his hands, turned around, and finally saw the figure sitting behind him.

Feng Zihao folded his hands on his chest, crossed his left leg and crossed his right leg, and sat there quietly.The curly hair was messily scattered on the forehead, a pair of long and narrow eyes, the eyelashes seemed to be glued together, curly and thick, and the shadows formed a beautiful small arc.

Complained to Siyi: "Hey, why are you like this! Sitting here like a ghost and not making a sound, scaring me to death, okay?"

"..."

"Pass me the tissue box next to you."

"..."

"Did you hear me?"

"..."

Feng Zihao sat motionless, his eyes were dark, he just looked at her steadfastly, and after a while he asked tauntingly, "You're cured?"

Xiang Siyi suddenly thought of something, his body softened, and he lay back on the sofa.

"Cough, cough, cough." Her voice suddenly became very hoarse, "I... dizzy... feel hot all over... cough cough... I feel that I am very sick... am I dying?"

"..."

"Paper...towel..." Stretched out a hand tremblingly, "Give it to me..."