Gao Leng Husband Hurry Up and Like

Chapter 820 Frequent Encounters 4

Chapter 820 Frequent Encounters 4
She was lying on the hospital bed, breathing evenly, but her face was a little too pale.

A gust of cool wind blew in through the gap in the door, lifting the bangs on Rong Xiang's forehead, and then the door was pushed open, and a figure stepped in, closing the door.

He walked slowly to Rong Xiang's side, and he stood beside Rong Xiang's hospital bed, his eyes fixed on her face.

Didn't say anything, didn't move at all, just kept watching, kept watching...

After a long, long time, he said lightly, "Are you happy after tossing yourself like this?"

His voice was deep and deep, obviously cold as hell, but it was always mixed with distress.

Leaning over, slender hands brushed Rong Xiang's fair face.

Her face was pale, and her face was also a little cold.

He was obviously displeased, and stretched out his hand to tighten the quilt for her.

Rong Xiang suddenly trembled, stretched out his hand to pull the cup, and murmured aggrievedly, "Cold."

The current temperature is several degrees below zero, and the quilts in the medical room are thin, which cannot keep warm at all.

He frowned, looked up, and then walked towards another hospital bed, took off the quilt from the hospital bed, and covered Rong Xiang's body.

Rong Xiang obviously felt it, but she couldn't open her eyes, she was too tired, so she could only yell vaguely, "It's still cold..."

He didn't look back, and continued to walk to another bed, took off the quilt from above, and covered Rong Xiang's body.

One is not enough, just two, three, four...

There were only five hospital beds in the infirmary. He took all the quilts from the other four beds and covered Rong Xiang.

Standing quietly beside the bed, she finally couldn't hear her cry of being cold.

He watched quietly, then suddenly leaned over and approached Rong Xiang's face.

He reached out and squeezed tentatively.

Rong Xiang didn't respond at all.

He pinched it vigorously several times, then frowned, and concluded, "I lost weight."

And a lot thinner.

His complexion suddenly turned ugly, "If you dare to lose weight, I will crush you to death."

After he finished speaking, he seemed to be punitive, and squeezed Rong Xiang's face hard.

It seemed that the force was too great, and it hurt Rong Xiang.She stretched out her hand from under the tall quilt, slapped the hand pinching her face vigorously, and muttered, "Uncle Seven, don't make trouble, I've been eating, and I can't help if I lose weight."

These were almost instinctive and coquettish words, and the hand holding her face suddenly froze!
But Rong Xiang in his sleep didn't seem to feel anything, he was still in a drowsy sleep, muttering, "Uncle Qi, you should smile more, I won't be happy if you don't smile."

"When you smile, I'm happy."

"You're fine, I'm fine."

"Uncle Seven..."

She murmured over and over again, as if she had fallen into an old dream of the past, unable to extricate herself.

Indeed, now Rong Xiang seems to have returned to that villa, back to that man's side.

He always had a cold face, said very little, but was very fierce to her.

If she doesn't cook well, he won't give her food.

If she didn't write the project well, he wouldn't give her food either.

Severe punishment!

But when she cried, no matter how cold he was, he would collapse, and in the end he always sighed helplessly, and then followed her wishes.

She said, "Uncle Seven, you are so kind."

He said, "Crayfish, you have to be good."

She said, "Uncle Qi, I love you so much."

He said, "Crayfish, I have no heart. I can spoil you, but I will never love you."

She was wronged, shed tears, and watched him turn and leave without looking back, but she could only look at his back...

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