Stealing Your Heart

"Ah?"

Zong Yanxi Leng a few seconds to react, she quickly got up, "are you ok?"

Sonne said, "No."

Touching the neckline of his torn bathrobe, his bare skin was red. He quickly turned around, turned his back to him and said, "put on your clothes quickly, and I'll take you to the hospital."

Then she walked out of the room quickly and said, "I'll wait for you at the door."

With a click, the door closed, and song en sat on the ground. Instead of getting up immediately, he felt a little confused. He just felt hot. Clearly, the air conditioner slowly sent out a cool wind. He pulled his collar, stood up on the sofa, picked up the mobile phone on the table and called Zong Yanxi.

The call will be through soon.

"Yan Xi, go back to rest. I'm fine."

Said Sonne.

He went to the mirror, and he was in a mess.

He didn't want to see Zong Yanxi's abnormal appearance.

Song en doesn't know what's the matter with him, but Zong Yanxi sees it. How can Nancheng just cajole Li Xiaohui into doing nothing else?

"I'm..." Zong Yanxi just wanted to say that I was waiting for you at the door, and the phone was hung up.

In the room, song en threw his mobile phone on the bed and went to the bathroom. He felt that the heat on his body would almost devour him. He couldn't stand it. He went into the bathroom and turned on the shower. He only used cold water.

The cold water kept falling from the shower, and he was soon wet.

Zong Yanxi is not at ease and dials his phone back, but no one answers the phone after it gets through.

The sound of the water covered the ring of the mobile phone.

After several calls, no one answered. Worried that something might happen to song en, Qiao Mosheng went downstairs to find the front desk.

Once the door of the hotel is closed, it can only be opened from inside.

So she had to turn to the hotel.

But the front desk didn't agree to open the door, and the reason given was, "our hotel has regulations, it's not allowed to disclose guest information, we can't open this door for you."

"His life could be in danger."

Zong Yanxi cold voice, "really out of human life, you are responsible for it?"

She can't bear the responsibility of the front desk, which is also a big responsibility for the hotel.

"Can I ask the manager?"

Asked the front desk.

"Please hurry up."

She was in a hurry.

"All right."

The front desk calls to ask the manager for advice. With her consent, she takes Qiao Mosheng to open the door.

The door opened and she pushed in.

The whole room was quiet. She moved her steps. "Sonny?"

There was no response.

She gently pushed open the bedroom door.

Without seeing him, she came in and whispered his name, "Song en?"

The door of the bathroom was closed. There seemed to be someone inside. She opened the door of the bathroom and finally saw song en.

His bathrobe was wet, his hair was dripping, and the ground was wet.

He sat on the ground against the wall.

Even though he was flushed by cold water for a long time and his mind was clear, the fire in his body was not completely extinguished.

He raised his eyes from his wet hair and saw that it was her. His pupils shrank slightly. "How did you come in?"

She stood at the door. "I'm afraid something will happen to you."

She came in and held his arm. "You'll get sick like this. It's better to go to the hospital."

Sonne looked at her. "Do you care about me?"

"Of course, you're all because of me. I'm responsible for your personal safety..." he suddenly put out his hand to encircle her, and his deep eyes were shining. He slowly came to her ear and said, "I want to kiss you."