Fickle CEO

She reached over and felt the heat in one hand.

Mu Yanchen's body becomes more stiff because of her action.

Lan Xi breathes a tight, water Mou took a silk worry and surprise, light voice way: "do you have a fever?"

This just remembered when he was in the car, he said to her in a hoarse voice that today is not very comfortable, what does it mean.

He's real. Not very comfortable.

Stiff for a while, mu Yanchen was silent enough to experience the cool but warm temperature of her small palm. She closed her eyes and gently pulled her hand down. Her thin lips overflowed with a low voice: "sit down for a while."

Fever has rarely happened in the past ten years. It's not that he doesn't pay attention to it, but he doesn't allow his body to have problems. Because work requires the body as capital, people who are a little bit more rational will not easily indulge themselves in illness. Another reason is that even if the patient is terminally ill and has a reason to rest, the feeling of being unaccompanied and concerned will be a hundred times as deep as the loneliness and indifference in ordinary days. It is unforgettable that the disease will go to the bone marrow.

Lan Xi nose a sour, want to catch him, but grasp an empty, she had to stand up behind him.

"But you have a fever She cried out in a hurry.

Mu Yanchen's tall and straight figure is slowly frozen in place. It's not because of what she says, but because she knows that her knee is injured. She can clearly hear the sound of breathing down when she gets up. The injured kneecap can't stand such a sudden movement.

With his fingers curled up, he pursed his thin pale lips and turned and walked back.

"Don't move any more. I won't leave. I'll get some medicine and I'll accompany you when I come back, eh?" Tall and straight figure close, with a trace of morbid burning temperature, his palm on her head, give her soft voice comfort.

Lan Xi didn't know what was wrong with him. His face was red and white.

The sour in the chest has not yet faded, but she immediately noticed that her worry and reluctance are too obvious. It was so obvious that she was not reconciled to it.

Biting her lips, she nodded and sat down at the low table.

Mu Yanchen heart, cool and warm alternate, for a while, eyes closed for a long time from her body.

After a long time, he came in with the medicine and stepped on the wool carpet. His deep eyes fell on the paper that she had just opened, and found that the thread of the test paper had not moved. Did she just sit here and be dazed to the present?

He sat next to her, his long legs under the low table, and the shadow hung over her.

Two antipyretic drugs had been contained in his mouth. His handsome face was as calm as water. Looking down, he could see her slightly stiff kneecap movements and a pale side face. He could not guess her strange and changeable mind. After a long time, he said in a low voice: "borrow me the milk."

He was referring to the glass of milk that had just been served to her.

Lan Xi was stunned.

A little flustered, she held up the milk cup with a little temperature, and handed it to him sideways. Seeing that he was pale, she straightened up and took some medicine. As soon as she was in a hurry, she simply put one hand on the wool carpet to stabilize her body, and the other hand directly put the cup to his lips. The water eyes looked at him and motioned him to open his mouth.

Mu Yanchen's heart in this quiet dark night was once again violently stirred, face tight, deep eyes can not help looking at her.

From the time she first met, she should know that he was not used to the closeness of people, especially the matter of feeding medicine and food. It seemed that he would never want to happen to Mu Yanchen. That kind of weak and sick expression should not belong to him.

But the wall of the milk cup had touched his lips.

"Why don't you drink it?" Lan Xi is also anxious, frown says.

This short and tender exclamation made mu Yanchen's face melt a little, and his thin lips opened subconsciously. Milk poured in. He had no time to think about it. The liquid wrapped in the tip of his tongue and swallowed it.

Sweet and rich flavor, instantly filled the mouth.

Lan River micro Cu eyebrow, gently loosen some.

Mu Yanchen's embarrassment is getting deeper and deeper.

Is he confused? Or is there something wrong with this night, incredible?

The tip of his tongue was bitterly bitter. Now he was washed away by the sweet milk, and his heart was clearly in pain. Since the last time she said that she wanted to end with him, he even did not dare to face the pain, but But at the moment, she was so close to him, too hot to warm him, his thick eyelashes slowly half drooped, almost unable to resist.

What's more, the next moment, she put down the milk cup and gently wiped the corners of his lips.

Milk stains.

Mu Yanchen in the mind of that as far as possible to maintain the quiet wilderness, a roar, she put a fire.

Pursed his lips, his deep eyes raised and gazed at her face. Under the close light, her eyes were simple and quiet, like the most pure worry and concern. His heart was held by a hand, and finally before her fingers faded, he grabbed her, pulled her to himself, obeyed all his clamoring ideas, and kissed her still slightly purplish lips.The soft feeling spreads over the lips and the heart.

He wanted to do it for a long time.

Since the five days of separation of each moment, he all want to hold her in his arms, deeply kiss her, give her the deepest love.

She has the softest lips in the world. He covers her teeth involuntarily, tosses and turns. He pries open her teeth when she is weak in consciousness, and feeds her with the smell of milk, which sweeps her tongue and makes her feel her own. The more cruel and heavier she is, the more she sucks. She is forced to dance with her.

As she tried to retreat, her palms closed on the back of her brain, closer to herself, and more of her tongue was swallowed up.

The feeling of red, naked and helpless scared her again. Lan Xi's eyes exuded a trace of moisture. Thinking of the madness and pain of those two days, his hands supporting the carpet began to tremble, and could no longer bear it. The small hand covered the back of his hand holding his cheek. He held it tightly and begged him to stop with silent movements, and the other hand was against his chest.

Mu Yanchen grabs her sudden falling waist and feels her resistance.

He was suddenly awake.

Jun's face, which was slightly burned red, showed a trace of confusion, and then became more and more clear. His thick eyelashes opened, and he saw the appearance of tears in her eyes. He felt as if he had been severely smashed by a hammer!!

He was impulsive again, and he thought of her words again.

Mu Yanchen, let's finish.

How could he forget that there were some things that he could not ask for or even forced to do. He would only scare her off.

Embarrassed to close his eyes, mu Yanchen dropped his eyes against her forehead, his arms trembled slightly, hugged her, gently patted her back and said, "sorry Sorry, Lanxi It's me who burned too much I... "

He breathed deeply, with deep and shallow pain in his twinkling eyes, and said in a low voice, "I'll go a little farther Don't be afraid... "

When he finished, he got up. As expected, he was burning badly. His feet were unsteady. He held the wall to stabilize. His thin lips pressed tightly into a line. After a pause, he continued to walk, leaving her a separate space.

***

late at night, the door of his study was knocked.

Mu Yanchen leaned on his seat and continued to examine and approve the documents. He was too serious and ignored the outside noise. He was pale and handsome when there were two rings. His consciousness was finally pulled back from the document.

There won't be a third person in his apartment right now.

Put down the document, by the way, a simple English sentence, and the computer screen of the people in the ocean communication ended, the video avatar of the other party was cut off after half a second, mu Yanchen got up and went to open the door.

When he opened the door, he felt sad.

Lanxi thought that he didn't want to pay attention to her, had given up knocking on the door, gently squatted down, the water eyes on the white face were wide open, looking at the test paper and score in a mess between two hands, a kind of confused flavor spread around her.

Mu Yanchen's face, at the moment, has become more pale.

Lan Xi is also very surprised.

She was silent for a few seconds. Then she raised her eyes. There was a trace of hoarseness in her soft voice: "can you help me look at the test paper? I've looked through some of them myself, but I still can't

The feeling that I can't understand the way to solve the problem by myself is very frustrating and helpless.

The night was gloomy, like a black net falling from the sky, and the depression oppressed him, unable to breathe.

Mu Yanchen resisted the pain in her deep eyes, walked slowly past, gently hugged her, tore open the test paper, picked up her body and walked toward the study, thin lips gently stroked the hair on her head, hoping to give her a trace of comfort.

He hated himself a little and forgot what he was doing to her tonight.

The wide seat made her look bigger.

There are some planning documents and contract blueprints lying on the table. Her eyes swept over, and the reserve price was more than 100 million. The science comprehensive examination paper was out of place on it. She wanted to reach for it, but she was gently pressed down by him.

"Where not?" He said in a low voice.

Lanxi noticed that he had sat down close behind him. There was still a pile of documents on the left side of the table that had not been dealt with. The night was dark. He had just returned to China and began to do this kind of work.

With her eyes slightly moist, she pointed to the last big chemical reasoning problem.

She just can't think clearly, how many sides can people have? Every time his good is so real, so real that people can't refuse, in order to have no future feelings, such a heavy injury and pain, is it worth it?

Mu Yanchen's deep voice sounded in the quiet study. The organization was still clear and the logic was clear. She could still understand with a few hints, but her pale face was burning. Lanxi listened to the familiar chemical names in his mouth and the familiar chemical theories. His red eyes raised and turned to look at him.

"Mu Yanchen, why are you so clear about the contents of our high school textbooks?" There was a trace of hoarseness in her voice.