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He didn't want to cry. He had never cried before, but he couldn't help it now. He knew that he shouldn't have done this, but he couldn't control his emotions or his tears. He just wanted to cry.

Shen Yu's voice woke him up, "Ninth brother, I'm hot, I'm hot, Ninth brother …"

Feng Jiutan stopped crying and immediately reached out to touch her forehead. It was indeed frighteningly hot, so he quickly told the driver to speed it up.

However, he kept stroking Shen Yujing's cheek: "Yulian isn't afraid, isn't he? We'll be there in a moment."

Shen Yujing did not calm down because of his comforting. Instead, he started to tear off his clothes while muttering some warm words.

Feng Jiutan didn't think too much into it at the beginning, thinking that Shen Yulian was simply having a fever. Although he was a sinister and despicable person, he had never seen such a despicable thing. It was the driver who noticed it first. "Ninth Master, Miss Shen does not seem to have a simple fever." He was one of Xu Qingming's men. Although they disdained using this method, they had at least seen it before.

"What do you mean?" Yu Huo was not only screaming about the heat, but also restlessly moving his body. Feng Jiu Tan thought of a possibility, but didn't dare to think too deeply about it. He immediately rejected this idea.

"If it was just a cold, it wouldn't be like this." After all, the other party was Master Feng Jiu's fiancee, so he had chosen to use a rather obscure method of speaking.

As she spoke, the driver had already turned on the lights in the car. Although the lights weren't very bright, Feng Jiutan was still able to clearly see Shen Yu's appearance.

Her face was a deep red, her mouth was slightly open, and beads of sweat were continuously dripping from her forehead. In truth, every single one of them was not much different from a fever and blabbering on nonsense, but together, it was indeed not as simple as a fever.

Feng Jiutan had no other choice but to hold her hand to prevent her from doing anything impolite.

However, Shen Yujing had grabbed his hand and even leaned his face over, gently rubbing it. Her pale lips hummed softly.

With such a situation, Feng Jiutan completely understood what was going on. He couldn't deceive himself into telling others that Shen Yulian only had a fever.

The driver in the front row also felt awkward and quickly turned off the lights. The darkness could make Shen Yujing less embarrassed, but that cat-like snort still made the driver's ears prick up. Although he knew that he shouldn't covet Feng Jiu's woman, this snort was really …

How could he not understand what he meant? That light snort, coupled with Shen Yujing's constantly dilly-dallying body, made Ninth Master Feng react.

"To Master Xu's house." Shen Yujing could no longer be sent to the hospital. Feng Jiutan made his decision. The driver quickly turned his head and ran in the direction of Xu Qingming's house in Ping City.

Feng Jiutan lowered his head, fiercely blocking that little mouth. He thought very simply to stop that sound. This sound should only have been made when they were in the bridal chamber, not now. In addition, he was the only one who could hear it. It was not like this, where it was only heard by outsiders.

Shen Yujing's medicine continued to take effect, and she was even more active than Feng Jiutan had expected. Originally, Feng Jiutan had only wanted to seal her mouth, but Shen Yujing had taken the initiative to seduce him and keep him kissing her.

At this moment, Shen Yu's consciousness had already blurred. By relying on her instincts to do something, Feng Jiutan's kiss made her feel comfortable. She only wanted to ask for a little more.

Sweet torture.

Feng Jiutan endured the hardships of their journey until they finally reached Xu Qingming's house. Just as the driver's car stopped, he hurriedly carried Shen Yujing out of the car. They ran into the yard.

The gatekeepers here naturally recognized him. Seeing his appearance, they didn't dare to stop him and directly let him in.

Feng Jiutan walked all the way to the living room and headed upstairs. Xu Qingming had arranged a room for him there. Although he had never been there before, he knew the direction.

When he reached the door, he stopped and turned around to look at the driver. "Find a doctor. Find a doctor that you can trust." The driver's tail bone felt cold from his sinister eyes, but he understood what the driver meant. He immediately went into the wrong room with the steward, picked up the phone, and dialled the number. He knew what he should say, but Feng Jiu definitely didn't want a third person to know what had happened to his fiancée. Otherwise, he wouldn't have changed his mind and returned home instead of going to the hospital.

He did not call anyone, but instead covered Shen Yujing with a blanket and went to take a bath. Xu Qingming was not a rich or famous person, but this house was very particular about construction. It was a new type of small foreign building, and there should be a lot of things in it.

There was also a bathtub in the bathroom. Feng Jiutan turned on the tap and washed the bathtub once before letting the water out.

After adding water, she stood up, still worried about Shen Yujing. However, when she saw the scene in the bedroom, Feng Jiu Zhe's breath caught in his throat.

Shen Yu's blanket had long been pushed away by her, and her outer robes were torn off, falling to the ground. The white bedclothes were also ripped apart by her, revealing a snow-white satin pocket, the bright red plum blossoms were in full bloom, while Shen Yu's hands were disobediently tearing at her clothes.

In her mind, she tried her best to think about the repulsive Lin Qingxuan. She should have been hacked into pieces a thousand times over, but she couldn't control herself as she walked over to the bedside, lowering her head to look at Shen Yujing, who was constantly struggling on the bed. She couldn't help but think about Lin Qingxuan, and all she could think about was the disheveled Shen Yuqian.

The heart of the red Plum Blossom was yellow, Feng Jiutan's eyes were fixated on the two blossoming flowers, his mind involuntarily recalled the scene he saw on Shen Yuhong's roof.

Letting out a heavy breath, Feng Jiutan extended both of his hands towards Shen Yu.

Feng Jiu directly carried them to the bathroom. The water in the bathtub had already been filled. He tested the temperature of the water, and found that it was just right. Feng Jiu Tan took off Shen Yu's clothes and placed her into the water.

He didn't know if this would work or not, but she was going to see the doctor soon, and she couldn't afford to be disheveled like this.

Shen Yujing who was thrown into the water immediately roared and sat up from the bathtub.

Feng Jiutan's eyes darkened, but he still tried to comfort her, "Be good, Yuichi. After you take a bath, let's change clothes." Actually, he could have asked the maid downstairs for help, but since Yu Shi was in such a sorry state, he probably didn't want others to see it.

Feng Jiu Tan believed that she understood Shen Yulian quite well. This woman was actually quite stubborn. When she was bathing, she would do it herself, so it was easy for her to understand. She didn't like it when people touched her.

Shen Yujing, on the other hand, felt wronged and extended his trampled hand in front of Feng Jiutan. She said, feeling wronged, "It hurts."

Feng Jiu Tan hadn't noticed it before, but she thought it was someone else's blood when she saw it. She didn't expect it to be her own blood. At that time, his heart felt like someone had crushed it and sprinkled salt onto it. The pain was excruciating.

Feng Jiu Tan pressed the person down, then grabbed the hand and placed it on the edge of the bathtub. "Yu Ji, be good. Let's take a bath first. We'll deal with this wound after the shower, okay?"

As he spoke, Ninth Master Feng stepped forward and blew gently on the air. He stepped on too hard, and a few of his skin fell off, revealing his blood-red flesh. Feng Jiutan's heart ached even more, and he became even more cautious.

After taking a quick bath, Feng Jiutan quickly carried her out. It was not that Shen Yuliang did not cooperate, but the fact was that Shen Yujing had become much gentler after being exposed to the water, and the one who could not take it was him, the woman he loved. She was presented right in front of him, and she was even drunk, that was something anyone would be unable to take, Feng Jiutan was not a gentleman, but he could not just blindly take Shen Yujian's body.

Just as she was about to go find clothes for her to wear, there was a knock on the door. It was Xu Qingming who came back later, sending someone to deliver clothes to Shen Yulian. She even had clothes inside.

Feng Jiu Tan was grateful that Xu Qingming had thought this through. She immediately received the clothes and quickly closed the door, locking it behind her.

The servant girl rubbed her nose. In fact, Master Xu had asked her to come up and help, but she didn't expect him to not have any intentions of using her at all.

dressing Shen Yu up was not an easy thing to do, how could that be? If it was after marriage, it would definitely be interesting, but, doing it now, would only be a torture, a sweet torture.

During the entire process, he tried his best not to touch, look, or think too much. However, he was still unable to hold it in, he touched the clothes twice, looked around randomly, and then started to let his imagination run wild.

At that time, Ninth Master Feng had thought whether Liu Xiwei's calmness was due to his lack of lust or because he was a broken sleeve. To a normal man, this was simply an impossible task.

Feng Jiu recalled the inhumane training he had done at the military academy, but now he felt that those training methods were nothing compared to changing his woman's clothes. This was too torturous.

Simply helping Shen Yujing put on her sleeping clothes was already taking half of his life away, as if he was trying his best to suppress all of Shen Yujing's restlessness after a battle.

Just as Feng Jiu helped Shen Yu put on her clothes, there was a knock on the door. It was the doctor. Feng Jiutan walked over and opened the door, and hurriedly went back to his bed.

On the surface, she used a cold towel to cool Shen Yu down, but in reality, it was to cover her own * * *.

This was not a respectable matter. He wanted face.

Xu Qingming followed Xu Qingming into the room. Xu Qingming did not walk too close, but stopped right in front of the door, asking, "Miss Chen, are you alright? Are you feeling better?"

Feng Jiutan didn't know what to say. "Let's just consider it better …"

Xu Qingming didn't quite understand what he meant. Besides, when did Ninth Master Feng become so imprecise? It was as if he had never been here before.

He was suspicious, but there were differences between males and females. Simply put, she was Feng Jiutan's fiancée, and even if she was a young miss of another family, he still wouldn't dare to question her deeply. He only looked at the frowning Feng Jiutan and comforted her, "Doctor Liu is the chief physician at St. Peter's Hospital. His medical skills are very good, so you don't have to worry."