Systematic Director’s Tender Love

After finishing this, Zhao Donghan picked up the thermometer again.

Five minutes later, seeing the 37 degrees two shown above, she stretched out with satisfaction.

Finally, I haven't been busy for so long.

Mu Yichen got angry, not only to others, but also to himself.

The injury on his arm was an accident, and the injury on the back of his hand was entirely caused by his self-abuse.

If there is something wrong with him, it is not her who is distressed in the end?

It's no problem to take care of him; but when she sees him suffer, her chest becomes stuffy.

Less than a day later, I had a fever and an injury again, and I haven't woken up yet.

She bandaged him these few times, whether it was when she was awake or when she was asleep, the man didn't say a word.

But you can imagine how painful such a deep wound will be.

She stood by, watching. There is no way for him, so I can only do it in a hurry.

It seems that she has to keep her temper in these few days and try not to annoy this man.

In front of him, pretend to be more obedient.

At least before his wounds are completely healed, he must be guilty.

I only hope that this young master will stop being willful and tearing the wound.

A burst of tiredness struck her, and she lay on the coffee table and fell asleep not long after.

I don't know how long she slept, she opened her eyes.

Glancing at the phone, it was less than five o'clock.

He turned his head and looked at the man lying on the sofa.

I saw that his complexion recovered a little, and his brows were flattened, obviously not as uncomfortable as last night.

Raise the show wrist and remove the wet towel.

I probed his forehead, and the fever has completely gone.

She yawned and stood up, feeling relieved.

I thought that when he woke up in a while, he might feel hungry.

At this time, the servants haven't got up yet.

Why don't she go to the kitchen and make him some porridge to drink.

That thing is easier to digest and is most suitable for patients to eat.

Thinking of this, she walked out of the room lightly.

At the corner at the end of the corridor, a small figure appeared, walking towards Mu Yichen's bedroom.

That was a gorgeously dressed girl, He Xinyan.

This night, she tossed about in bed and slept very unsteadily.

For a while, I remembered the crying face of Teacher Yang Lihua with rain; I remembered for a while, the cousin's indifferent and ruthless attitude; for a while, my cousin's fiancee came to mind again, standing there with his head sideways, like a hateful smile.

I slept in a daze for a while, and woke up just after dawn.

After spending a while, I couldn't sleep anymore, and got up early.

My cousin said yesterday that he would send her out of here early this morning.

The woman's matter has not been resolved yet, she can't leave.

Teacher Yang is so kind and kind to her. How could she let Teacher Yang down?

So, He Xinyan left the room and planned to discuss with her cousin.

After all, it's a family. As long as she is acting cute and cute, I believe my cousin will not bear to drive her away.

She remembered that her cousin had the habit of going to the gym in the morning, so he went to the second floor first.

As a result, I found that there was no one in the gym, so I ran back to the first floor and walked to Mu Yichen's bedroom.

As soon as she turned a corner, she saw Mu Yichen's bedroom door opened and a person walked out of it.

A closer look revealed that it was Miss Zhao.

Also, she looked tired, as if she was not sleeping well.

He Xinyan gritted her teeth and expanded her imagination:

This woman came out of her cousin's room early in the morning, still with such a tired expression.

He Xinyan suddenly remembered the ancient romance novel she secretly saw in her second aunt's room last week.

Since the second aunt came back soon, she only saw a few pages.

It happened to be about the next morning after the protagonist and heroine got married.

With a satisfied expression on his face, the actor stood in front of the window and tied silk.

The hostess came down from the bed, felt her hands and feet were soft, her body was weak, and she couldn't even open her eyes.

He gave her husband a fierce look, gritted her teeth and put on embroidered shoes, ready to visit her in-laws.

The description of the heroine in the novel is almost the same as the state of the woman before her.

It is estimated that last night, this woman must have done nothing good.

Maybe it was going to "complete the room" with cousin in advance, right?

The word "round house" was also what she saw in the novel.

Although she didn't understand the specific meaning of the word, there was a vague concept in her mind, as if it could only be done on the wedding night.

She estimated that this is almost the same as the "into the bridal chamber" that people often say after the wedding ceremony!

Damn, in order to consolidate her fiancée's position, she went into the cousin's room late at night. Alone, she must be trying to seduce her cousin, and want to "enter the bridal chamber" with her cousin in advance.

He Xinyan watched the vixen in the TV series Liao Zhai.

She transformed herself into a beauty and ran into the scholar's bedroom, throwing in her arms or something.

Shameless! Really cunning!

She hid in the corner and didn't move. When Zhao Donghan walked away from the other direction, she walked out of the shadow, and her little head began to think about it.

In general, vixen are super good-looking and are good at confusing men.

Was the surname Zhao made of a fox?

The cousin was so protective of that woman and treated her cousin so badly.

Maybe, my cousin was cast by a fox to become like that.

No, the vixen on TV are very bad. In order to live forever, one needs to drink mortal blood regularly.

Their trick is to bite their throats and **** up their blood after seduce the men while they are negligent.

He Xinyan couldn't help but fought a cold war when thinking of the terrible pictures of those scholars who had been sucked up and turned into a pile of bones.

Remembering the safety of her cousin, she hurried to Mu Yichen's bedroom.

I didn't care about knocking on the door, I pushed the door and broke in.

Sure enough, the cousin fell weakly on the sofa.

His eyes were closed tightly, his face was pale, and his lips were as pale as paper.

He looked overstretched and lifeless.

In He Xinyan's eyes, she immediately made up a supernatural novel.

My cousin has always been full of vigor and arrogance, so how can he ever be so listless?

It must be the vixen surnamed Zhao who drank all the blood.

It must be painful before death.

The bad woman squeezed her cousin dry and after using it, she mercilessly left the body here.

Really ruthless! Really cold-blooded!

The cousin was clever, confused for a while, didn't know people, and died too unjustly.

It's too pitiful to leave fairies like Teacher Yang who don't like it, but are willing to be deceived by the demon.

He Xinyan came from it with grief, wiped her tears, and staggered to the sofa.

Suddenly I found that there were two white bandages wrapped around Mu Yichen's arm.

Since Mu Yichen was wearing a long-sleeved coat when she came back from outside the day before, she did not see the bandage on his arm.

I don't know at all, he injured his arm in order to save Zhao Donghan.