Chapter 77

"Shi Yuxuan, are you crazy?!"

Li Beichen was sweating all over, and the woman wrapped him too tightly.

Hot and dry, hot and dry all over.

Big hands held the back of her head, strong and domineering earned her head from her neck, but found that it was wet.

This woman, crying?

The deep scarlet eyes condensed her one eye, and the four eyes were opposite. Yuxuan's long eyelashes were wet by dense tears, trembling like butterfly wings.

Obviously, she didn't know how to behave. Before she married Li's family, she dared to live alone with other men. Why are you crying?

Why, when he caught her, she felt wronged?

Drooping his eyes, his fierce eyes fell on the messy bed where she slept. His face became more and more ugly. In a moment, his eyes were buried in the scarlet and cold anger.

"Shi Yuxuan -"

"I had a nightmare." Perhaps the ground was too badly burned. Her voice, thin and waxy, with a shivering helplessness, clung to people's heart.

So close to her, she could almost clearly count her half wet and trembling eyelashes.

Li Beichen's eyes were bright and dark, and his thin lips were cold. Before he could scold her, Yuxuan had evacuated his soft body from his arms. His eyes were dull and embarrassed. "I had a nightmare and was a little afraid, so... Yes... Sorry."

What she was afraid of was not a nightmare, but the faint smell that lingered on the tip of her nose in the dream, which only belonged to Shi Junye.

No one knows how desperate the struggle to wake up from a dream is.

Yuxuan was in a trance for a while. His heart was slightly sour. He closed his eyes and firmly remembered the faint smell of tobacco on Li Beichen.

In this way, she can put aside the breath that tortured her.

Looking at the weak person in front of her, Li Beichen realized that she was still having a high fever.

She looks... Uncomfortable.

Barefoot on the ground, weak, can only support the wall, even panting.

He frowned, his pale face was covered with a thin and dense cold sweat, his whole body was convulsed, and he was painfully speechless.

Seeing her like this, Li Beichen's indifferent and cold eyes slowly faded his scarlet anger.

"Stand up." He was cold and cold. He stretched out his arm expressionless. With a buckle of his powerful arm, he half dragged her into his arms.

Yuxuan was confused and looked up at him. He was too shocked. Even his eyes were lax.

"Yes, I'm sorry." She knew he had a mania for cleanliness, especially for women.

She was unwell and didn't have the strength to collide with him. She didn't want to annoy him. Her hoarse voice just wanted to apologize. She saw Li Beichen's eyebrows twisted, and her bony fingers pinched her chin. With a trace of cold anger, she bowed down——

"Since you're not feeling well, you shouldn't run around outside."

"Obviously, you, you, you drove me away."

Smelling the breath on her lips, Li Beichen's face sank. He noticed that he had been holding her waist tightly to prevent her from paralyzing. Her thin body was twitching painfully because of a high fever. Exhausted, his suit was wrinkled by his fingers.

Take a deep breath and try to keep the last bit of patience. His voice is slightly strict, "Shi Yuxuan, stand up."

"I... my legs are soft."

Almost subconsciously, soft, slender arms wrapped around his neck and buried their heads in his neck socket.

"Li Beichen, take me home and go back to our home."

Although I know, it's just a business marriage. That home does not belong to her, but this man is her only dependence.

Mr. Li, Mrs. Li.

He said nothing.

Yuxuan bit his lips, put his hot and humid head down his neck, and tried to hide his trembling voice, "I feel bad, take me home..."