Probably because of the rain, Zheng Xiaolang developed a high fever that night. After Qingyi finished drawing the last cartoon, she felt very thirsty. She walked down the stairs quietly and thought of pouring some hot water from the kitchen.

"Ugh, water." The man's deep, rapid breathing and broken moans came from the sofa.

She walked up to him and reached out to touch his forehead. She knew that he must have a fever. It was so hot that it must be at least 39 degrees. After bringing water from the kitchen, she fed him to drink it and then took it from the medicine cabinet.

He was given medicine for fever, but he kept his mouth tightly closed.

She gritted her teeth, put the medicine on the tip of her tongue, took a breath, and met his lips. As soon as she touched her soft lips, he opened her mouth and greedily absorbed her fragrance. Finally, she successfully fed the medicine in.

She got into his mouth, but he greedily refused to let her go. He even turned over and pressed her under him.

She loved him, so when he inserted his tongue deeper into her lips and entangled with her, she still responded to him greenly. He roughly tore her pajamas and buried his head in hers.

Chest, absorb her softness and fragrance.

Passion still happened. When he took her over and over again, even though it was heartbreaking pain, she still responded to him and satisfied him. She never knew that love could be so satisfying. She was exhausted by him. She felt heavy

She hugged him and slept on the pure white wool blanket.

"Ah, you guys, how could you do such a thing?" I don't know what time it was, but the two people sleeping on the carpet were awakened by a sharp scream.

Qingyi looked at Ouyang Fen who appeared in front of her blankly, and suddenly remembered everything she did with Zheng Xiaolang last night. She turned back to look at him, "Fen, Fen is not what you think. It's not..." He quickly picked up the

The shirt on the ground, glared at her angrily, and hurriedly tried to get up to explain.

Her heart instantly sank into the ice cave. It turned out that everything last night was her own fault, but she shouldn't blame him. He had a high fever last night and was completely unconscious. She slowly picked up the pajamas that were torn by him on the ground.

Weared it on myself.

"Zheng Xiaolang, I hate you, you know? I hate you." Ouyang Fen covered her face, cried and ran out of the villa.

The rain was pouring down outside, as if there was a big hole in the sky, making people feel uneasy and uneasy.

When Zheng Xiaolang chased her, what he saw was the woman lying on the mountain road in the heavy rain and covered with blood. He roared in despair, rushed into his garage with Ouyang Fen in his arms, and drove his car frantically to the hospital.

"Sir, her life is not in danger for the time being, but her sternum is broken a few times, and her face may need plastic surgery in the future." The doctor's words kept lingering in his ears, and his heart was filled with contradictory self-blame and deep feelings.
Chapter completed!