The national goddess she overturned

992 - What do you look good
An Hong looked at his hand.

On the back of the hand, there is a tiny pinhole.

It turned out that the feeling last night was not a dream... He invited a doctor to stay by his bedside, touching her forehead from time to time...

He even shook her hand.

An Hong stared at her hand in a daze, and a man's hoarse voice sounded beside her ear, "Are you awake?"

"You... took care of me all night?"

Looking at the pale gray under the man's eyelids, she felt mixed feelings in her heart.

Yi Xianshu rubbed his sore forehead, his expression was indifferent, his eyes were drooping, and he didn't speak for a while.

Seemingly gentle and humble like a gentleman, he always looks like a gentleman. Brothers and younger brothers who know him know that the third child has a cold temperament, and nothing can move him. The gentleness on the surface is just an illusion.

Especially when he got up early in the morning and was terribly angry, and when he didn't sleep well, a trivial matter was enough to ignite his anger.

Seeing his indifference, An Hong smiled wryly to herself, what was she expecting?
At the beginning, I was cold-blooded and ruthless, so I resolutely left him and let down such a peerless good man.

Now it is shameful to expect such a little warmth.

He was so nice that she was ashamed of herself.The current her is not worthy of his pity at all...

An Hong withdrew his gaze, got up from the bed, and suddenly felt something was wrong with his body.

That familiar feeling...is...

An Hong lifted the quilt, looked down, and blushed instantly.

It's my period.

Yi Xianshu regained his composure, went to the bathroom to wash his face briefly, and regained his usual calmness.

When he came out, he saw her sitting on the bed in a daze, and asked, "Why are you in a daze?"

An Hong raised her head, met the man's clear gaze, and opened her mouth in embarrassment, "It's okay."

The man in front of him was handsome and unrestrained, with a strand of hair hanging from his forehead, which was still a little wet. Compared with the prosperous and beautiful face of Fengyun Cambridge in the past, he now has a strong masculinity.

The youthful feeling faded away, and it became more charming.

Yi Xianshu sat down by the bed, habitually wanted to test the temperature of her forehead, just raised his hand halfway, then slowly lowered it back, "Do you still have a fever?"

An Hong shook her head, "It's much better."

"Why is your face so red?" Yi Xianshu thought she was fooling himself casually, frowned slightly, pulled out the thermometer and handed it to her, "Shut up."

"It's really not burning anymore." An Hong pulled the quilt to cover her legs, and seeing his expression was incredulous, she had to open her mouth.

Yi Xianshu's face softened imperceptibly, he picked up his phone and walked to the balcony.

An Hong breathed a sigh of relief, got up quickly, covered the embarrassing red mark on the bed sheet with the quilt, and was about to get out of bed to go to the bathroom when the man finished the phone call and turned back.

"Don't you have to go to the company?" An Hong looked at him helplessly.

"You expect me to leave quickly?"

Yi Xianshu was in a really bad mood.

Serving her all night without taking off her clothes, feeding her water and medicine, and cooling her down, she didn't even get a good face.

When did he serve others like this?

An Hong grabbed the quilt tightly and covered herself, feeling uncomfortable.

The thermometer in his mouth was pulled out, Yi Xianshu checked the reading, it was 36°5, no more fever.

"I ordered the meal, and it will be delivered. You put on your clothes first." Yi Xianshu was relieved, straightened his cuffs, and seeing her staring at him, hesitating to speak, raised his eyebrows, "What's the matter? "

An Hong sighed, "Can you go out first?"

Yi Xianshu paused for arranging his cuffs, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "What's so interesting about you?"

(End of this chapter)