The sky-high cute baby, the president's daddy delivered it to the door

Chapter 1912
She doesn't know if she is wearing clothes now.

Damn!

Ji Yunyi cursed secretly.

He just wants to be quiet now.

Ye Yiwei asked shyly, "When will she open the door?"

Now the hope of going out has been shattered, I just hope that Bai Muxue can let them go out sooner.

She didn't want to stay in the same space with him, for fear that she would suffocate to death.

"Morning, there are still a few hours!"

He doesn't know the exact time, so he can only rely on guesswork.

It should be about three o'clock in the middle of the night, and there is still some time before morning.

I don't know if it's seven o'clock or ten o'clock in the morning she said.

Bai Muxue has always been sleepy, maybe when she wakes up, it will already be noon.

Fortunately, he doesn't go to work on weekends, otherwise he would consider smashing the door.

"So long." Ye Yiwei felt powerless, which meant that she would stay in the same room with him for several hours.

She dared not sleep, but how should she spend these few hours safely?

She made a mistake.

First of all, it's time to turn off the light. The shirt on her body is too thin and can't cover her delicate body at all. I'm afraid that he will be impulsive when he sees it. Maybe he won't see it, so it's safer.

Ye Yiwei didn't stand or sit, she lay on the bed with her pillow in her arms, her eyes wide open, her ears pricked up to listen to Ji Yunyi's movements, and she kept on alert at all times.

"You are not asleep, sing a song and listen."

Ji Yunyi knew that she was not asleep, and her breathing was too rapid, which completely leaked her panic.

She was so nervous that she was in no mood to sing.

After pondering for a moment, maybe singing can relieve the tension!
Ye Yiwei cleared her throat and began to sing: "There are many stories in this small town..."

After singing a song, her throat was a little dry, she didn't continue singing, and fell silent.

"Why don't you sing?"

Ji Yunyi was immersed in the beautiful singing, and he was a little disappointed that he didn't start another song after it was over.

"My throat is dry, I don't want to sing anymore."

Maybe it was because I was singing so hard just now, but now my throat feels a little uncomfortable even when I speak, a little itchy, and a series of coughs came out of my throat: "cough...cough...cough...cough..."

Coughing so badly, as if his lungs were about to be coughed out, Ji Yunyi's heart was clenched tightly.

He turned over and rushed towards her: "Why are you coughing so much?"

He sat by the bed without turning on the light, and stretched his hand in the direction of the sound.

It was pitch black and he couldn't see anything, he didn't even know where her back was.

Even if you want to pat her.

He quickly got up to turn on the light, only to see her lying on the edge of the bed, coughing hard

day!
He is going crazy.

Ji Yunyi put his hand on her back and patted her gently.

But his gaze fell on her and he couldn't move it away.

Withdrawing his hand like an electric shock, Ji Yunyi stood up abruptly. It is easy to lose control when approaching her. The farther away from her the better, he turned off the light, went back to lie on the sofa, turned his back to her, and tried his best to ignore her existence. I don't want to hear my cough anymore.

Leave her alone!

Finally, Ye Yiwei's cough stopped, and she was panting heavily, it was so uncomfortable!
Ye Yiwei turned over and lay on the bed, pulled the shirt on her body, only then realized that the shirt was only on the waist, God!

She stroked her forehead in horror, he must have seen it.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but luckily nothing happened.

(End of this chapter)