"He has a fever and is confused, don't mind." Leng Qianxue put down the teacup and ordered, "Take the quilt over and I'll sleep on the sofa."

"Oh!" Daimier quickly carried the quilt and pillow to the sofa, prepared it for Leng Qianxue, and helped Leng Qianxue lie down, "Miss Leng, do you need anything else?"

"Pour a glass of water for me." Leng Qianxue rubbed her eyebrows, looking tired.

"Yes." Daimier walked to the side and poured a glass of water, looked back at Leng Qianxue, took advantage of her not paying attention, dripped a few drops of medicinal liquid into the water, and then brought it to her, "Ms. Leng

,water!"

"Yes." Leng Qianxue took a few sips of water and lay down on her side, "I'm going to rest, don't disturb me, just wait next to you, pay attention to Louis's body temperature. If Louis is still having a high fever again and again, you must remember to give it to me.

He fed water and medicine.”

"Yes, I know." Daimier nodded repeatedly.

Leng Qianxue closed her eyes, and after a while, she calmed down and seemed to fall asleep...

Daimier stood beside the bed, carefully observing Leng Qianxue, and whispered: "Miss Leng, do you want to drink water?"

Leng Qianxue did not respond, Daimier breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the sofa chair beside the bed, staring quietly at Louis.

That gaze was gentle and affectionate...

"Ahem..." At this time, Louis began to cough dryly, and Demier hurriedly walked over and patted Louis on the chest gently, "Cousin, are you okay?"

Louis coughed harder and he was almost breathless.

Daimier quickly poured a glass of water and fed him a drink.

After drinking water, Louis seemed to feel much better and was lying on the bed, gasping.

Daimier looked at Louis like this and felt very distressed. She couldn't help but say, "Cousin, you are so stupid. Why do you have to love a bad woman so persistently? She is not worthy of your love."

As she said that, Daimier still stared at Leng Qianxue on the sofa with resentment. Looking at Leng Qianxue's beautiful and charming face, she felt even more jealous. She walked over and raised her hand to hit Leng Qianxue...

But at this moment, footsteps came from outside.

Daimier was startled and hurriedly withdrew her hand and went back to the bed.

Soon, the footsteps dissipated, but Daimier knew that there were people patrolling and walking around outside at all times, so she didn't dare to be too presumptuous.

Besides, if there are any traces left, Leng Qianxue will definitely know that it was her who made it tomorrow.

After all, there are only two of them in this room except Louis.

Louis coughed for a while and sweat began to ooze out of his body.

Daimier took a hot towel and gently wiped Louis's sweat.

"Qianxue..." Louis was confused and thought she was Leng Qianxue, so he grabbed her hand again and pulled her toward her, "Qianxue, don't go..."

This time, Daimier did not refuse, and threw herself on Louis, kissing his forehead, eyes, cheeks with attachment...

He also said emotionally: "Cousin, do you know? I hope that the person who married you the day after tomorrow is me, not Leng Qianxue.

If I had family background, status, and status, and could be worthy of my cousin, maybe everything would be different...

My cousin won’t be so sad and painful, nor will I be so depressed and sad.

I am different from that bad woman. I love you so much, and I will definitely be a good wife..."

As she said that, she kissed Louis's lips affectionately...

Louis was so frightened that he was confused. He subconsciously thought that the person who took care of him was Leng Qianxue. When he felt her warm kiss, he responded instinctively.

The two kissed each other lingeringly, completely forgot about Leng Qianxue on the sofa...

After a while, Demier took off her coat, climbed onto the bed, got into Louis' quilt, and kissed and caressed him unrestrainedly...

Louis couldn't stand this wild and seductive enthusiasm, and soon merged with her...


Chapter completed!