Play a coquettish in the palm of the boss

Chapter 362 Yan Sijue, I Love You (10)

A few hours later, Ye Xingtong quietly opened his eyes.

At that moment, the vision was dim and dizzy, almost turning black and white.

Mouth open, breathing is almost weak.

She bit her lower lip with difficulty, until the smell of blood and obvious pain came from her mouth, and she woke up her numb body a little.

half an hour.

She closed her eyes and laughed out of control.

A cold day and night.

early morning.

When Yan Sijue returned to the manor, the butler who received the call in advance was waiting in front of the door, stepped forward, and respectfully pressed the coat he threw.

"How is Ye Xingtong?"

The butler was stunned for a moment, and then replied, "Miss Ye hasn't left the room for half a step."

Hearing this, Yan Sijue paused, then raised his head suddenly, the bedroom on the second floor was pitch black.

A bad premonition spread along with the darkness.

Yan Sijue's eyes turned cold, and he rushed towards the villa.

He rushed all the way back to the bedroom on the second floor, opened the door, and turned on the light. Everything in front of him was the scene when he left, even Ye Xingtong who was sleeping peacefully on the bed.

"Star Pupil?"

Yan Sijue frowned suddenly, and walked forward with a little stiff footsteps.

Looking at her bloodless little face, at that moment, his breathing seemed to have stopped, until he stretched out his hand and found her breath under her nose.

He let out a long sigh of relief, but frowned again, questioning what he was doing?
Is it...

He was worried that she would commit suicide?

The self-deprecating smile stayed on her lips for less than a second, but when his big palm covered her burning forehead, it sank down again.

In my heart, I suffocated severely.

"Call the doctor!"

…………

Ye Xingtong had a high fever and was ill for three days.

During the dazed time, she only woke up briefly a few times, her consciousness was not clear, and her vision was blurred.

So she didn't know that during these three days, the person who had been guarding the bedside was Yan Sijue.

But on the third day, when she recovered from the fever, Yan Sijue went to the company.

Opening his eyes, his vision was empty.

Ye Xingtong was stunned for a long time before he let out a hoarse chuckle.

"I said earlier that it was just a dream...you don't believe it...how could Yan Sijue be...he doesn't love you..."

However, she couldn't accept this obviously untrue fact.

Is Yan Sijue lying to her?
But she couldn't find any trace of deceit in his eyes, why did he say such cruel words?Obviously he said he likes it, but she also likes it when he waits.

But at this moment, tell her that she is just being affectionate?
"Heh...cough cough."

Ye Xingtong became emotional, and suddenly coughed violently, his chest hurt unbearably, and his lips were so dry that they cracked.

water……

She stood up with difficulty, turned around, and saw a glass of water and antipyretics on the bedside table.

She remembered that when she was in a coma, someone fed herself medicine.

Is it Yan Sijue?

The memory of these three days is not a dream?
Ye Xingtong couldn't help being stunned, but the severe cough that followed made her stop thinking about it, and hurriedly picked up the water and drank it.

For a moment, my vision was still dizzy, but my body did not feel so uncomfortable.

But at this moment, the internal phone not far away rang, and it was the voice of the head housekeeper, "Miss Ye, are you awake? There is a Ms. Ye Lan who wants to call you, can you answer the phone conveniently?"

"Mother?"

Ye Xingtong was taken aback, turned over in a hurry and got out of bed, walked to the desk with difficulty, picked up the phone, "Mom..."

"Xingtong, it's me!"

On the other end of the phone, it was Leng Mingyu's voice.

(End of this chapter)