Hundreds of millions of wives buy one get one free [finale]

After all, it’s not his own home. Anthony didn’t know where the medicine box was, so he had to go upstairs to disturb Mrs. and Mr. Kuhl. Which is the lower back of the fever. (Fiction Network)

Anthony was very grateful to the two old people and even said sorry, Mrs. Kuhl signaled him not to feel guilty, she wanted to go down to see Eleven, Anthony told them to rest more, don't worry about her, he will take care of her.

Mrs. Kuhl nodded, he hurried downstairs and quickly delivered the "medicine" to Eleven's mouth.

"Pour me a glass of water." Eleven said drowsily. Anthony suddenly realized, and hurried out to the kitchen to pour water for her. Seeing his flustered back, Eleven chuckled and shook his head.

It's just a minor illness, there's nothing to worry about, his reaction is too much, he feels like he has an incurable disease, don't you want to be so exaggerated, but this feeling of being cared for is very good. [

Anthony poured water, and quickly returned to the room, and kept blowing the water to make it cooler for her. Eleven sat up, her body was so weak that it was hard to move, she took the pill and took it. After drinking water again, she wanted to lie down and continue to rest, but the sight next to her was too hot for her to ignore.

Eleven said, "Anthony, it's late, I should be fine after taking the 'medicine', go back to your room and rest."

"I'll leave after you fall asleep." Anthony looked at her sickly face, feeling very reluctant, wishing that the illness was on him and not let her suffer. Fortunately, he woke up. If he didn't wake up, Is she going to endure until tomorrow?

Anthony was suddenly a little angry, angry at her concealment. She felt a little uncomfortable watching TV with several people at night, and her energy was not concentrated. When she went back to her room, her steps were even heavier. He thought it was just a temporary discomfort, but he didn't expect it to be so serious.

"I'm fine." Eleven smiled. She was tired and wanted to rest, and she didn't want to argue too much with him. She was alone, and she didn't know him well. How could she let him in her room.

Especially when she's sick.

"Who said it's okay." Anthony's voice was slightly annoyed, and he reached out to touch her forehead. The temperature was still terribly high. He quickly helped Eleven lie down, pulled the quilt to wrap her tightly , "Sleep, I'll watch over you here, call me if you need anything."

"Anthony, you..." Eleven looked helplessly at the man who was pressing the two ends of the quilt tightly, trying to find a hint of a joke on his face, but there was none.

I can't help but feel a little angry and a little complicated...

Why is he so nice to himself?He and her have never lived together, and he seems to be too kind to her, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like his style, has he forgotten what he said?His lover got separated, and his life and death are still unknown. How could he care so much about her?

Her mind was a little "messy". She was sick and didn't bother to think about things. She really wanted to fall asleep, but he watched from the side, how could she fall asleep, "Anthony, I feel uncomfortable with you, go back to your room and rest. I'm really fine."

"Why are you uncomfortable? Are you afraid that I'm plotting something wrong?" Anthony's voice was low, his sky blue eyes were obscured by the dim light, and his fists were clenched unconsciously.

Eleven also grimaced and stared straight at him, Anthony panicked, leaned over, and said softly, "Xiao Qi, I'm sorry, I shouldn't speak loudly to you, you're sick, I'm worried, I want to take care of you. I'll be here in time for anything, if you don't like it, I'll leave after you fall asleep, okay?"

"You are really stubborn." Eleven looked at the face close at hand, and gently turned away, not looking into his eyes. The concentration and seriousness in his eyes made her dare not judge the truth.

Anthony smiled lightly, stretched out his hand to smooth the "messy" hair around her ears, and said softly, "Little Seven."

Eleven's heart beat suddenly a few beats faster, and his body seemed to be injected with a strong electricity, which was numb. The body could not control the rushing electricity, so it could only bear it passively.

Xiao Qi is good...

The light in the room was dim, a lonely man and a widow, one was lying down, the other was sitting on the edge of the bed, leaning over to look at her, and softly said "Little Seven, good boy", the atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous and filled the whole room.

When his gorgeous baritone is lowered, his voice is extremely moving, like a whisper between lovers, very intimate and heart-pounding. [

Eleven has experienced hundreds of battles, but it seems that he can't stop his vague attacks.

Anthony...

She looked at the snow falling outside the window, suppressed the blankness in her eyes, and stopped arguing with Anthony. He insisted on what he wanted to do, so let him go.My heart is beating fast, I am the only one who knows this feeling, I have had this feeling a long, long time ago...

She closed her eyes, but her eyelashes couldn't help trembling. She didn't fall asleep. He was sitting by the bed and looked at her, burning hot, focused, and sincere. She shouldn't doubt his authenticity...

Really, no doubt.She was sick, his worried look was not fake, nor was the sincerity in his eyes.

What is he to her...

Thinking of a certain possibility, Eleven's heart beat faster, she couldn't help coughing a few times to cover up her heartbeat, the room was too quiet, for fear that he would know.

Anthony knew she hadn't slept yet. Seeing her coughing, he reached out to touch her forehead. The temperature hadn't subsided, it was still very hot, and he didn't dare to move at eleven. She heard him sigh clearly.

She wanted to sigh more than he did. He just sat next to her and guarded her, his eyes burning like a lover. The room is not big. In such a space, it is obvious that a man's thoughts on a woman are caused by it. Coercion, how could she sleep.

She simply opened her eyes and looked straight at him. Anthony looked calm. Seeing her open her eyes, she showed a warm and pure smile, and the spring breeze was blowing on her face.

"Aren't you sleepy?" Eleven asked him.

Anthony shook his head.

"Anthony, you..." Eleven gritted his teeth, paused, with a hesitant expression, wanted to ask him, but hesitated to speak.

Anthony stroked her hair and said with a smile, "What's the matter, you can ask."

"You...why are you so kind to me?" Eleven finally asked, she didn't want to break through the skylight, but her temper couldn't stand being ambiguous with a man all the time, as if enjoying something that didn't belong to her Love, and pity.

It feels bad, not her own, she doesn't want it.

Anthony looked at her deeply, with deep eyes, she couldn't understand, this man hides too deeply, he has many appearances, she didn't really understand him at all, she just felt that he was looking at him like this...

Very flustered.

Anthony suddenly grabbed her hand, Eleven's hand was very cold, his hand was very hot, he put his face on their holding hands helplessly, and said softly, "Xiaoqi, are you stupid or are you stupid? I'm stupid, I'm chasing you, can't you feel it?"

These words sounded like thunder above his head, shaking eleven's souls away, he was chasing her?How is it possible, he must be joking, but his behavior...

Wait, doesn't he have a lover?

Eleven suddenly became angry, his shocked expression disappeared, and he became angry, "Let me go!" [

The deep and hoarse voice did not conceal her majesty. Anthony looked deeply into her eyes with a calm expression, but he did not hide the love in his eyes at all.

"Why are you angry?"

"Anthony, don't make fun of me." Eleven said coldly, "I hate people making fun of me, I will... I will take it seriously."

"That's true."

"Anthony, stop joking with me." Eleven wanted to withdraw his hand, but Anthony grabbed it tightly and wouldn't let go.

"I'm not joking, Xiaoqi, look into my eyes, it won't lie to you." Anthony said affectionately, holding her hand tightly, and repeated, "It won't lie to you."

"Didn't you say that your lover got separated? How come you fell in love with me in just two days." Eleven sneered, "I don't like men who are flirtatious and merciless."

Anthony froze for a moment, then smiled lightly, unable to hide the smile in his eyes, "Xiao Qi, are you eating?"

"Nonsense, I didn't!" Eleven quickly denied.

Anthony sighed, "I'm sorry I lied, it's just a story, it's not true."

Eleven didn't know what was going on with him, and felt a sense of rejection in his heart, "It's not true, you go out to look for her every day, but tell me it's not true, then, what is true? How do I know what you're talking about now?" Is it real."

"Is my credit so bad?" Anthony said quietly, "I just stayed overnight to make up a story. I happen to like snow very much, so I go out every day. Didn't you just meet Mr. and Mrs. Kuhl and didn't immediately refute them?" Is it a mistake?"

Eleven was speechless for a moment, blocked by Anthony.

Everything he said was correct.

Eleven looked at the snowflakes flying in the sky, feeling heavy in his heart, do you like it?Can she still like someone else?

Anthony gently turned her face back, his eyes were affectionate and focused, he looked at her as if coaxing, and murmured, "Xiaoqi, trust me, I'm serious."

"You don't even know who I am." Eleven said coldly, "If you knew my true face, you would definitely be scared to death."

"I do not know!"

Eleven sneered and said nothing, Anthony fixed her face again, "Give us a chance, okay?"

"Why do you like me? We've only known each other for two days."

Anthony chuckled and looked into her eyes, "Do you believe it's love at first sight?"

"Do not believe!"

What is love at first sight is a trick to deceive the dead. She never believed it, but... once...

"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, I really fell in love with you at first sight." Anthony said sincerely, "Give me time to prove it, and I will make you believe it."

"Anthony, I don't need love." Eleven rejected him in a cold voice. She wanted to keep this heart for herself, and would not give it to anyone, no one.

"Why?"

"No reason, I just don't need it." Eleven said coldly, barely suppressing the overwhelming sourness in his heart, with a tough posture, "Give up on me, I am a heartless person, and nothing you do will help."

"How can she be someone who has no intentions? Xiaoqi is very obedient and caring. How can such a girl be unintentional?" Anthony chuckled lightly.

Eleven is slightly stunned, Xiaoqi... Xiaoqi, but she is not Xiaoqi, she is Eleven, the real Eleven, not like that, no, Anthony, the one you like is just Xiaoqi...

Instead of eleven!

My heart was slightly annoyed, and I didn't know what I was annoyed with. I always felt that I was holding on to myself, and I was tossing with myself. She was really hopeless, and she was about to lose her sanity because of this man.

It feels terrible.

"Anthony, the person you like is not me, it's just a fictional person, she doesn't exist." Eleven said in a cold voice, "That's not me, it's not me."

"You are so stupid. Everyone has a different side. Whoever stipulates that a person has only one "character" is you, the other you, but you have never noticed it yourself." Anthony held her hand, calmly Said: "Xiaoqi, don't deny it, you don't hate me, do you?"

"That doesn't mean you like it either."

"So give us a chance."

Eleven frowned, feeling very "confused", and couldn't help but said, "Anthony, can you talk to me about this after I recover from my illness, I'm very tired now, and I don't have the heart to talk about it."

Anthony looked at her deeply, knowing that she wanted to escape temporarily, he didn't care, and said with a chuckle, "Okay, then don't say it, just remember one thing, I'm pursuing you."

Eleven remained silent, "I want to sleep, can you go back to your room first?"

"I'll leave when you fall asleep."

"You..." Annoyance rose in Eleven's eyes, but Anthony responded with a smile, and he extinguished her rising fire again, forget it, just keep it.

After tossing around for most of the night, she was really tired. She closed her eyes and rested, but her mind was very clear. Anthony, Anthony...

After all, she was tired, she was very tired, she didn't last long, and fell into a deep sleep.

Anthony sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her sleeping face, endless bitterness welled up, he looked pained, and couldn't help but reach out and stroke her face, this was a really good job.

The sense of touch is the same as the real face.

To be able to look at her and touch her like this is something he never dreamed of.

He will be more careful and take care of her...

Never hurt her again.

never again...

Anthony couldn't help but leaned over and kissed her lightly on the lips.