Bone Erosion

Chapter 23 I just want to make up
When Qiao Anran came to the door of the guest room, she heard coughing from inside. The cough was a bit severe, continuous coughing, heart-piercing, and very uncomfortable to hear.

"Ma'am, you're here." The maid stood guard at the door, and when she saw her coming, her face showed joy. The young master was saved, so she knew that she was not a person who would just do nothing.

Qiao Anran didn't bother to correct her anymore, she wouldn't listen to her anyway, she said coldly: "I just came to see if he will die of illness, I have to buy some firecrackers to celebrate first."

The maid Xiaoqin's face suddenly turned green.

Qiao Anran pushed the door open and entered. The room was very dark, and a strong smell of smoke came to her nostrils. She immediately frowned and covered her nose with her hand: "Xiaoqin, go and open the window."

Xiaoqin immediately went in, drew the curtains and opened the window.

A low, hoarse voice that was a bit scary suddenly sounded, and said angrily, "Who asked you to open the window?"

Xiaoqin was so frightened that her hands trembled, and she almost couldn't help closing the window back.

Qiao Anran stared at the man curled up on the bed, pale, haggard, chin covered with stubble, very scruffy and unkempt, and her heart trembled slightly.

He is a meticulous man, he is very particular about his appearance, and he will smooth out even the slightest wrinkle in his clothes.

Standing at the door, she said coldly, "I asked her to open it."

Fu Jingchen raised his head quickly and looked at the woman standing at the door, looking at him with indifferent eyes without a trace of warmth. He turned his back in a bit of embarrassment, not wanting her to see him in such a mess.

But she didn't leave. After the smell of cigarettes in the room faded, she walked in slowly and came to the bedside.

Fu Jingchen covered his mouth with his hand, coughed a few times, and said hoarsely: "What are you doing here, get out quickly, I will infect you with a cold."

In the past, whenever she had a cold, she would chase him away, saying that she didn't want to infect him with the cold.

Every time he wouldn't listen to her, he would rush over and hug her domineeringly, saying that if she could get better by infecting him with the cold, it would be worth it.

"I've never seen you sick before." Qiao Anran slightly clenched his fists and put them behind him, tearing up all the beautiful images in his mind. He looked a little seriously ill, and he didn't seem to be lying to her.

"Who can live without getting sick, I'm human, and it's normal for me to get sick." Fu Jingchen sat up with his hands on the bed, keeping a distance from her.

"Fu Jingchen, if you keep me here, it will only make you restless. You let me go." Qiao Anran looked at him without any warmth in his eyes.

"I don't care." As long as he could keep her by his side, even if he would be stabbed to death by her, he would not let go. A resolute expression appeared on the man's weak face.

"What on earth do you want to take revenge on me? You once made my life worse than death. You have already done it. I have left you far away. Why don't you let me go?" Her life has calmed down, and now because of him The appearance of her made another wave. She stretched out her hands to protect her stomach, and stared at him resentfully.

If he let her go, who would let him go? The hatred on her face was like a sharp knife, ruthlessly piercing his heart.

"Fu Jingchen, you scum, do you want to force me to death to make you happy?" He remained silent, and she was furious.

Fu Jingchen's heart ached fiercely: "I just want to make up for..."

"Compensation?" Qiao Anran smiled sarcastically, "This is your new scam again."

(End of this chapter)