If the love is deep into the bones

Chapter 149
Is it because the pain has paralyzed my sense of fear, or I have subconsciously felt from his attitude towards me that he will not do anything to me... But I know that he can turn his face faster than a book...

I thought about it, turned around and lay flat, looked at the ceiling and blinked, then closed my dry and painful eyes.

It didn't take long for me to get confused, I was too tired, I cried too much today, it feels like I haven't had as many tears in ten years as I have today.

I quickly fell into a deep sleep, and I didn't even know when he got out of the shower and lay down.

I was awakened by the pain. Something seemed to be pressing on my leg and touched the bruise on my left leg. My body jumped slightly and snorted, and I opened my eyes suddenly.

Only then did it open, and was stabbed by the light to close it again. After a while, I opened it again, and then I found that it was not dawn, but the light was not turned off...

Then my second feeling is eye pain, and I can clearly feel that the eyelids are very swollen.

I blinked in pain, and found that Gao Tianqiu was sleeping next to mine, with his body on his side, his waist slightly shrunk, one hand across my waist, and one leg was also pressed on my leg, it should have just been pressed on it Yes, also touched a bruise on my left leg.

I frowned, and saw that the quilt was kicked away by him, and it was completely shrunk in the gap between me and him, as if it was uncovered.

Just wearing a pair of pants and kicking the quilt, I am speechless!
I sighed inwardly, first moved my left leg away from his strong and heavy thigh, then turned slightly sideways, pulled his arm around my waist to move his arm away, and covered him Quilt.

As a result, my palm touched his arm, and I was burned by the temperature of his skin!
It's not hot, it's hot, scorching hot!

I froze for a moment, touched his arm, and then looked sideways at his face.

He was slightly shrunken, with one hand still under his head, his face drooping slightly, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, his lips were tightly pressed, and there was no sign of him waking up from such a big movement of mine.

It's not a fever, is it?
Thinking to myself, I quickly raised my hand and lightly touched his forehead with the back of my hand... Sure enough!And it doesn't seem to burn too low!

"Hey!" I moved my hand to his shoulder and gave him a slight push, "Wake up."

He frowned slightly, looking very unhappy, but he didn't wake up.

I pushed him again and increased the decibel of my voice, "Brother Tian! Brother Tian—"

He finally opened his eyes, frowning and opening them, first with a slit, then half-closed, with his head raised slightly.

When the eyes met, there was a daze, but after a second of pause, the daze disappeared, and turned into a sense of deepness.

I was so familiar with that look, my heart skipped a beat, and I quickly said, "You have a fever."

He didn't answer me, but took a deep look at me, then suddenly turned over and pressed on me, and then, without any surprise, he touched my moved leg, which was still very heavy...

"Ah—" I closed my eyes and screamed in pain, and subconsciously raised my hand to push him.

But he didn't push it away, not only that, I just opened my eyes, and before I could catch my breath, he suddenly lowered his head and bit my lower lip.

When I felt the tingling pain, I shrugged my shoulders and snorted, "You send... um..."

I shrank my shoulders in pain, but after a pause, he suddenly withdrew his hand, even let go of my lips, straightened his waist and tore apart the thin quilt between me and him.

Seeing the tight lips and jaw tense, I was afraid to speak hastily, "Brother Tian, ​​you have a fever and you have to go to the hospital!"

This time, he replied to me, "It's fine if you sweat."

I froze for a second, then almost popped out!Sweating is not the way to do it!

"Wait a minute..." I hurried to hold his hand.

As a result, he paused for a moment, then stopped suddenly, and tugged at the skirt that had already unbuttoned two buttons...

There were a few muffled soft and inaudible bangs, and the remaining few buttons flew off to nowhere.

He raised his head, held up the rag, looked at it, and said, "Who said clothes are not easy to be torn?"

"..." It's not easy to break and it's not your tearing method!And you did it on purpose!

I was so angry that I couldn't speak, and I knew I couldn't run away. Instead of struggling and forcing him to attack me lightly, I should obey obediently.

He frowned and closed his eyes, lowered his head and bit my lower lip...

(End of this chapter)