Little Runaway Wife:Enter the Wrong President's Room

Ou zhehao got on the helicopter with LAN Xinyue in his arms.

When they returned to the castle in Paris, ou zhehao received an important call.

He gave LAN Xinyue to the servant and left in a hurry.

Not long after ou zhehao left, LAN Xinyue began to have a high fever and continued to have a fever.

When ou zhehao receives the news that she is ill and comes back, LAN Xinyue is already ill.

"How could that be?"

Ou zhehao's big hand gently stroked LAN Xinyue's hot face. His voice was sulky, but his eyes showed all kinds of heartache and pity.

The housekeeper looked at LAN Xinyue lying on the bed and felt pity for her. When she found that the master was asking, she immediately replied:

"I'm afraid miss LAN had a high fever because of the cold and wound infection."

damn! Damn it!

Ou zhehao's strong self reproach!

If she didn't rush back to the company to deal with things yesterday, but stayed with her, she would not be so seriously ill today!

"I'm sorry, it's my dereliction of duty. I didn't realize that my wife was --"

Ou zhehao raised his hand and interrupted the housekeeper's guilt.

"I don't blame you!" He has authority in his low voice. In fact, he blames himself!

He locked his deep eyes on LAN Xinyue's lifeless face.

"The medicine is ready."

"Bring it in." Ou zhehao's majestic voice rang out.

"Yes." The servant entered the room respectfully.

"Put the medicine down and you can go out."

"Yes."

"Housekeeper, go out and do other things! By the way, prepare some tonic food for your wife! " Ou zhehao did not lift his head, and his deep eyes gazed at the blue heart Yue on the bed.

"Yes

After the housekeeper and the servants retreat, ou zhehao gently raises LAN Xinyue, who is sleepy. Although the personal doctor has been here and has given her a needle, she still has no improvement. Maybe this serious situation has something to do with her falling into the water, and the cold in her body has not been completely dispelled.

Ouzhehao eyes a burst of heartache, why did not take good care of her?

He put LAN Xinyue on his body, and his cool cheek was close to LAN Xinyue's hot forehead. When he saw her sweat oozing, he quickly picked up a clean handkerchief and carefully wiped away the sweat for her

Then, ou zhehao took the medicine bowl beside her head and carefully fed her to drink the medicine juice.

"Oh - cough - cough -" as soon as the tip of her tongue touched the bitter medicine, LAN Xinyue's body had an instinctive reaction, and then the medicine suddenly choked into the intake pipe, causing her to cough violently.

Ou zhehao is flustered in his eyes. He puts the medicine bowl aside and helps LAN Xinyue pat his back with moderate strength.

Slowly, LAN Xinyue coughs up some medicine juice and returns to normal breathing. Her breath begins to become gentle, but she still unconsciously puts her head on ou zhehao.

Ou zhehao looked at LAN Xinyue's pale face, and his eyes were complex and deep.

He used a handkerchief to gently wipe the medicine juice from the corner of LAN Xinyue's mouth. Then he turned around, picked up the medicine bowl with his backhand and poured it down. Then he picked up her face and slowly fed the thick medicine juice to her mouth mouth from mouth to mouth.

Bitter medicine juice bit by bit into the blue heart Yue's mouth, a drop is not wasted, ou zhehao found himself very greedy for this moment.

He reluctantly puts LAN Xinyue flat on the bed and carefully covers the quilt for her. When she is normal, he picks up the documents on the table and observes her condition while dealing with business with some uneasiness.

Through the night, LAN Xinyue's condition did not get much better, and her body temperature also went up and down.

The light in the master bedroom is on all night, and Ou zhehao is also keeping an eye on LAN Xinyue, constantly wiping her sweat, or taking her temperature.

In the early hours of the morning, the voice of LAN Xinyue came from the bed.

"Well - it's cold - it's cold!"

Blue heart Yue balderdash, unconsciously tightening the body, the quilt does not seem to play any role.

"Yuer, Yuer"

After hearing her murmuring voice, ou zhehao immediately came to the bed, hugged her shivering body tightly, pressed her ear and called softly.

"Cold... Good... Cold!" The severe wind cold erodes LAN Xinyue's body temperature, making her feel extremely cold at this time.

The chill on her body seems to invade her bone marrow. Her whole body is like falling into the sea, just as the cold sea is pounding her body and her heart, which makes her feel hopeless and fall into endless darkness.

Why is it so cold?

LAN Xinyue shakes her body unconsciously.

Ou zhehao's eyebrows are tightly locked and he is always calm. Even in the face of any complicated and difficult business affairs, he is confident and never nervous. However, in the face of LAN Xinyue, he is always at a loss. Just as she fell into the sea and was injured, she suffered from cold, which makes him feel more panic than ever.

He used the thermometer again to help LAN Xinyue measure 105 degrees Fahrenheit! Damn it, the fever reducing needle has been given. Why doesn't it work?

"Well, it's cold."

When ou zhehao's big hand is just about to be pulled back, he is suddenly held tightly by LAN Xinyue, as if to ask for the temperature on his hand.

Ou zhehao's cold and hard lines have long been replaced by tenderness. LAN Xinyue's weakness makes him have an unprecedented impulse to care.

He will cover the quilt on LAN Xinyue's body temporarily open, and then a pair of warm hands will take off her white nightgown——

In an instant, the beautiful and white body of blue heart appears in front of Ou zhehao's eyes.

At this moment, LAN Xinyue is like a beautiful picture. On her face, her eyebrows are like autumn water, her eyelashes are slightly trembling, her thin lips are like rose petals, and her long curly hair is gently attached to the graceful radian of fragrant shoulder. Then she goes down, her slender thighs are slightly curled up, and her white and flawless skin is pink due to high fever.

Ou zhehao's eyes began to become deep, and his breath began to become short. His big hand glided over LAN Xinyue's beautiful body, and his perfect body in front of him made his blood flow.

"Cold - so cold -" Lan Xinyue's body began to tremble again, bending her long thighs to her body, and sleeping like a baby.

Blue heart Yue this murmur all of a sudden will Ou zhe Hao's reason pull back, oneself how this time also want these?

Then, he took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing, covered himself and LAN Xinyue with the quilt, and let LAN Xinyue nestle in his arms.