his spring breeze

Chapter 94 "You are full, but I can no longer approach you."

"I can't touch him."

His eyes were clear, like the deepest wine, but his eyes were trembling.

"I can't touch him...because you still like him."

"I moved him, you will be sad."

"I met you when you were 3 years old, and I fell in love with you when you were 14 years old."

"You are not full, I dare not disturb you."

"You are full, but I can no longer approach you."

"That day in front of the school, you hugged your good friend and said that you were getting married, with such a happy expression on your face, I thought, the rest of your life will be very happy, even if the person who brings you happiness is not me. "

"But, that man is not worthy, nor worthy of you."

"Several times, I wanted to kidnap you and tell you the truth, but... I was afraid you would cry."

As he spoke, his slender fingers brushed the corners of her thin eyes.

"Is it still crying after all? I feel that he betrayed you, I feel very insulted, and my heart hurts, don't you?"

"..." Jiang Chunhe bit the corner of his mouth and agreed.

"You hurt, I hurt more than you."

Jiang Chunhe was stunned.

It was the first time anyone had said such a thing to her.

What's more, this person is still Shen Chaosheng who rarely speaks and keeps secrets.

"I won't tell you, I do have my own selfishness, but the biggest selfishness is to minimize the harm to you. For you, I will do my best, and I don't have too much expectation. I don't want your heart to be like mine. , I only wish to be like one-third, and I will definitely live up to my lovesickness."

"This cup, here, I respect you."

Holding the cup with both hands, he drank it like the ancients drank.

Put down the glass.

Shen Chaosheng's face turned red.

"Let's drink here today, madam, go to bed early."

He got up and passed by her, staggered a few steps, and suddenly fell down.

Jiang Chunhe hurriedly hugged him.

The man's rough breathing echoed in her ears. He seemed to be trying to show off his strength and tried to stand up. Jiang Chunhe put him on the seat next to him with great strength.

Her hand was on his forehead, scorching heat.

"You have a fever! I'll call Uncle Wang!"

"Wait."

Shen Chaosheng grabbed her wrist, her fingers and fingertips were hot.

"Not going to the hospital."

"How can you not go to the hospital if you have a fever?!"

"Don't go to the hospital, I'm fine."

"Don't go to the hospital, I'll call Uncle Wang first!"

It was rare for Jiang Chunhe to meet Shen Chaosheng who had a fever. In the past, she should have laughed at him, but today she lost that mood, and only distressed and anxious were left in her mind and heart.

Uncle Wang brought his personal doctor over, Jiang Chunhe opened the door, and Shen Chaosheng was already lying in the bedroom.

"Master..." Uncle Wang covered Shen Chaosheng's forehead, he closed his eyes and closed his lips, his long eyelashes fluttered before his eyes.

The private doctor examined Shen Chaosheng, then looked back at Jiang Chunhe.

"Has he been drinking?"

"Yes, what's the matter?"

The private doctor frowned, and faced Jiang Chunhe with a sharp expression, "Master Shen—"

"It's none of her business, don't blame her." Shen Chaosheng propped himself up and sat up, coughing with bent lips.

The private doctor said nothing.

Uncle Wang supported Shen Chaosheng's shoulders and helped him lie down again.

"Master, you need to rest now."

"Miss Chunhe, come out with me first, let the doctor give the young master a drip."

Jiang Chunhe nodded.

It's not like she can't feel anything, the doctor looked at her with obvious hostility just now, how could she not feel it.

The two walked to the window sill.

"Uncle Wang, why did Shen Chaosheng have a fever?"

"Sigh... the young master has a special physique. He can only drink three cups of alcohol. He is allergic to alcohol-like substances. If he drinks too much, he will have a fever. So the young master usually uses tea instead of wine or drinks some pure natural peach blossoms when socializing. Niang, did the young master drink with Miss Chunhe tonight?"

Jiang Chunhe hummed.

Don't mention how uncomfortable the mood is, it feels like I have harmed Shen Chaosheng.

She took the butler to the restaurant and showed the butler the wine that Shen Chaosheng drank.

"This is what he drinks, and I don't know how to read it. Whether the degree is high or not, he will be fine!"

It's vodka.

Alas, the butler couldn't laugh or cry, "This wine is really..."

Famously, cowardly.

The young master is such a calm person, and he even dared to drink with Miss Chunhe. What did he say to her?
But the butler knew that he couldn't ask, the young master wouldn't like him meddling in his affairs.

"What I said to Miss Chunhe just now, I hope Miss Chunhe will not tell the young master."

"Don't worry, Uncle Wang, I won't drag you into the water. After you go back and have a good rest, I'll just take care of Shen Chaosheng tonight!"

"Thank you, Miss Chunhe."

……

The night was dark.

Shen Chaosheng had already fallen asleep.

Before leaving, the private doctor warned Jiang Chunhe with a straight face not to drink alcohol with high alcohol content.

"I see..." Jiang Chunhe's eyes were red.

She has a powder-carved face, like a little bun when she lowers her head, cute and clear, facing such a face, no one has any temper, especially a man.

The private doctor sighed. It's no wonder that Young Master Shen likes this girl so much. The advantage of being beautiful is that, just by looking at this face, half of the anger can be lost immediately.

"Doctor, let's go." The butler urged.

The two left one after another.

Jiang Chunhe moistened a towel and gently placed it on Shen Chaosheng's forehead.

This is the first time for her to take care of someone. She has to wipe the patient's body after watching TV dramas, so she doesn't need it.

Staring at Shen Chaosheng's open chest, the little girl stared straight into her eyes.

Ah bah bah,

Made her look like a pervert.

Jiang Chunhe lay on the head of the bed and took Shen Chaosheng's right hand.

His right hand is clean and distinct, but what is the secret of this hand?

The housekeeper said that it would be better for Shen Chaosheng to tell her this question himself.

But Shen Chaosheng never said anything, and he seemed embarrassed to ask her.

Jiang Chunhe wanted to tuck this hand under the quilt for him, but the latter seemed to be stimulated by some kind of stimulation, and suddenly squeezed her hand tightly.

"Don't go...don't..."

(End of this chapter)