Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Ximen Longting brought a pair of slippers and put them in front of her feet: "Take a bath, or just brush your teeth and wash your face?"

"I'm going to see Mengkui later..." Jing Jiaren said urgently, "Just brush your teeth and wash your face."

Ximen Longting squeezed the toothpaste fiercely: "You are idle."

Jing Jiaren had already picked up the receiver by the wall, dialed the phone to Meng Kui's room, and asked the doctor that Meng Kui's condition was safe, but she was still sleeping, so she felt relieved.

……

Here the doctor hangs up the phone.

Jian Chenche stood in front of the window, it rained a little in the morning, the moisture from the rain and mist blurred the glass window, and white air lingered.

From time to time, he would go back to the bed and touch Mengkui's breath and forehead with his hands. She had a fever last night, which caused him to stay up all night.

She was pale and bleeding, as if she would disappear with the morning light at any time...

The fear of fear choked his throat, and he couldn't relax for a moment.

Suddenly Mengkui opened her eyes sleepily, and met Jian Chenche leaned over to look into her eyes, their eyes met——

Mengkui blinked, then blinked again.

In the next second, I saw the man standing up with great movements, turned over and wanted to leave, but his head hit the desk lamp standing beside the bed, making a bang!

"Mr. Jian, are you okay?" The servant on the side was startled.

Jian Chenche rubbed his forehead, and saw Mengkui staring at him with one hand clutching the quilt.

When she found that he was looking at her, she turned her face away in embarrassment, and her cheeks, including the roots of her ears, began to flush.

It's a delicate morning, and there's only embarrassment in the air...

The way the two blushed like this made several servants blush too.

Until the night watch doctor came over: "Are you awake? Let me see."

After a routine examination, the doctor's brows slowly relaxed, and he muttered: "No problem, the dangerous period is over."

In fact, Meng Kui's condition is not serious at all...but she had a fever last night, which is a bit dangerous...

"Mr. Jian, that..." Mengkui tried to muster up her courage, "Uh..."

"..."

Meng Kui didn't know what to say anymore, her face shrunk further and further under the quilt, trying to hide her burning face.

That's not true, is it?Mr. Jian confessed to her yesterday when she was in critical condition...

Holding the quilt with a big hand, Jian Chenche bent down again, revealing her face, staring at her with deep black eyes.

His face was not red, but the bases of his ears were red, and a little unnatural.

"Do you want some water?" He asked softly.

"I... (⊙v⊙) um."

Jian Chenche stretched out one hand to support her back, avoiding the infusion tube of the hanging bottle, and lifted her against the big soft pillow.

Before she could react, his soft lips touched the corners of her eyes, and gently kissed away the tears from her eyes...

Such tenderness made her feel uneasy.

So much so that when Jian Chenche brought her a water cup to feed her, she still looked dazed.

Drinking water, her face turned red again.

The servant was too embarrassed to see it: "Miss Meng has hung up the potion for so long, she should want to go to the toilet, right?"

"I..." Mengkui drooped her long eyelashes, "I've already peed."

I was so excited just now, I couldn't hold back!I actually wet the bed!

Jian Chenche lifted the quilt, and she immediately grabbed it with one hand: "Don't lift it—!"

"You want to get it all on the quilt?"

No way, I had no choice but to let go...

Then I saw a large puddle of wet urine, Meng Kui was embarrassed and speechless.