Chapter 187

Yuxuan didn't sleep well. Her throat was a little dry. She was very thirsty.

When I woke up, I saw Li Beichen leaning on the sofa, covering his forehead with one hand, as if he was exhausted to the extreme, with a trace of pale, as if he was uncomfortable.

Fortunately, he was asleep.

Crept out of bed and poured a glass of water.

Carefully put down the cup, walked to the sofa and squatted down.

Holding the handrail lightly, he approached him by magic.

Maybe I want to see what he looks like when he's asleep.

His thin fingers brushed away his thick hair and gently brushed him like a dog's tail grass.

The first thing I noticed was his handsome face, as if it contained cold luster, as if there was no temperature. Followed by deep and thick eyelashes. Finally, his sight fell on his hand covering his forehead. It was white, slender and bony. It was indifferent and sinister against the background of dark nightgown.

But suddenly, the hand covering her forehead woke up and clamped her reckless fingers.

The dark sharp eyes squinted at her, and the cold voice spread from the cold corners of her mouth, "have you touched enough?"

Yuxuan was startled. His eyes trembled. He didn't dare to look directly at him. He hesitated and said, "I thought you were asleep. I'm afraid you'll catch a cold here. Since you didn't sleep, go back to your room and have a rest... I continued to sleep... "

Seeing that she wanted to stay away, Li Beichen's eyes were cold and swept over her slender waist.

Yuxuan stumbled and didn't stand firm. He stumbled and threw himself on him. His knees were impartial and heavily against him.

Being hit by her hurt a little, Li Beichen hissed softly.

His face sank immediately and frowned, "don't want sex. Blessed?"

"Sorry, sorry." Yuxuan was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to do.

He was hurt by her. She couldn't reach out and rub him a few times, could she?

Supporting his body and trying to avoid the strong masculine breath on him, the arms imprisoned on her waist tightened her more and more domineering.

Some embarrassed, she said in a daze: "Mr. Li, you can go back to your room and have a rest. Tomorrow is a working day..."

"Don't talk so much." She lifted the fragmentary hair beside her ear and looked at her. Li Beichen gently lowered his eyes, and the radian of the corner of his mouth gradually softened, "my stomach is not very comfortable."

After listening to him, Yuxuan suddenly became conscious. Just now he looked a little pale and wondered if he was not feeling well. It turned out that he had a stomach disease.

"You wait." Put down this sentence, Yuxuan hurried out, found stomach medicine in the cabinet in the master bedroom, flustered a cup of warm water and handed it to him.

"Do you have the strength to take medicine? If not, I'll feed you? "

Li Beichen gathered his dangerous eyes, raised his eyes and looked at the worried and anxious woman in front of him.

In the past, she didn't have the upbringing of a celebrity. She was domineering and always wanted to make trouble. She didn't live in peace for a moment. In fact, after removing the pricking thorns, she looks like a child. There is a naive beauty between her eyebrows and eyes, just like starlight, which will fall on people's hearts quietly.

At that moment, like being touched by something, a warm current slowly surged from the bottom of my heart.

Suddenly, he smiled.

How old is this woman when she has a stomachache and doesn't have the strength to take medicine? Want to feed?

But he didn't want to refuse.

"OK," he put his slender hand on his knee, folded his long legs gently, and looked at her quietly, "hello."

Hearing his deep and mellow voice, Yuxuan was a little confused.

He's sure he wants her to feed?