The night was deep.

Yuxuan's sleeping appearance has been very bad. He is afraid that he will accidentally encounter Li Beichen's chest injury. He hugs the air conditioner quilt from the cabinet and curls up on the sofa.

But he found that the man sitting by the bed had unbuttoned his suit and changed his bathrobe.

Yuxuan was slightly surprised. Even if the man was hurt so badly, his powerful and publicity atmosphere was still cold.

Yingling has no cast facial features, secretive eyes and an unattainable temperament.

"Shi Yuxuan," aware that she was going to sleep with him, Li Beichen picked a sharp eyebrow, "come here."

"You're hurt. I'm afraid I'll touch you carelessly."

"Don't let me say it again." The slightly restrained eyes stroked the Falcon light.

Yuxuan bites his lips secretly.

Shit, don't you appreciate it for him?

I have never seen such an arrogant, indifferent and self-centered man!

He smothered and lay in bed.

I was really afraid that I would sleep in a muddle. I entangled him like an octopus and hurt his wound.

I can only tighten my body, follow the unconscious body, face up hard, and keep a distance from the men around me.

Li Beichen didn't say anything, and lay down on his back.

But he stretched out his hand and clamped down Yuxuan's slender hand under the quilt.

Ten fingers clasp.

The man pursed his thin lips and raised a radian vaguely, "sleep."

Yuxuan was stunned, just like a clown, and let him fasten his hand.

But Li Beichen was so badly hurt that she couldn't sleep.

Listening to the man's steady heartbeat, Yuxuan only felt that his thoughts were getting more and more chaotic and stared at the ceiling laxly.

Early in the morning, he slept for a while. When he woke up, Yuxuan turned over and looked at Li Beichen.

The bottom of his eyes reflected the man's pale face, and Yuxuan's heart was pulled hard.

She realized how reluctantly he had propped up his body before.

But one night, the man Yingling's face became thin without trace.

Yuxuan went to bed lightly, but he woke him up.

The man opened his eyes and looked at the woman who focused on changing his dressing. His mood was a little subtle.

"Mr. Li, go to the hospital and have a look?"

Yuxuan was afraid that if the wound went on like this, his body would not bear it.

"What? Are you impatient to take care of me? "

The tall Li Beichen got up and sat by the bed, pulling up the white nightgown.

The light sprinkled on his almost perfect handsome face and fainted and dyed a golden luster on him.

Yuxuan took the medicine and stood up straight.

"I'm so clumsy that I can't even change medicine. If you don't want to go to the hospital, you can go to miss Qiao to change it. "

Her voice was faint and could not hear much emotion.

Li Beichen's deep eyes outlined a long and narrow arc, and his pale face changed in an instant.

It was not once or twice that he listened to her call Josie's name without expression.

Mrs. Li is not qualified except Shi Yuxuan.

She had to mention another woman he had left behind.

The tall and straight body approached Yuxuan and put her against the wall, "Shi Yuxuan, think you can talk back to me now?"

Yuxuan didn't answer his words.

This man was hurt so badly and didn't pay attention.

Her mind was full of whether his wound would crack.

The slightly trembling eyes, seeing in Li Beichen's eyes, the sharp eyebrow angle somehow eased down.

"Shi Yuxuan, from today on, go to Yuzun to work."

"Ah?"

"Be my secretary."