After Zhi Xing went to the hospital to see Xiao Ji, she went home completely weak. Mu Xin and Mu Xuan had been waiting there. When she came back, Mu Xuan rushed forward anxiously, "Listen to my sister, you go find Pa
Lost?"
"Um."
Mu Xin noticed the coat she was wearing and frowned, the loneliness in her eyes was obvious.
"Damn it, why are you so stupid?" Mu Xuan was sure that she would fail, and he started to scold him angrily, "You don't know him at all, and you just go to him like this. What if he hypnotizes you?
? Either he will make you stand in a crowded place and do a striptease, or he will make you fall madly in love with him and become his slave, or else..."
Mu Xuan was indulged in his perverted fantasy. Zhi Xing and Mu Xin were both motionless, looking at him with growing disdain in their eyes.
Mu Xin said calmly, "Fortunately, you don't know how to hypnotize me."
Zhixing rolled his eyes at him, "What you said is your idea, right?"
Mu Xuan's angelic cheeks turned slightly red, "Oh, in short, that guy is very scary. Fortunately, you are okay, otherwise how would I explain it to my cousin..." After saying this, he was shocked and worried that he had let it slip.
After glancing at her sister, Mu Xin turned away, not wanting to talk to him anymore.
Zhixing smiled, "He agreed."
"What?" Both of them were shocked, and Mu Xuan asked anxiously, "You said that Pashi, who only recognizes crystals but not people, agreed?"
"Um."
This time, even Mu Xin couldn't help but look surprised, "Are you sure? What if he lied to you?"
Zhixing shrugged and walked upstairs, "I don't know either, but I just believe him."
Mu Xin and Mu Xuan looked at each other, unable to believe that this was true.
After a day of hard work and being doused by the fountain for a long time, Zhixing fell ill and developed a severe high fever. Mu Xuan sent her to the hospital overnight, and then she was admitted to the special ward as strong as a fortress.
She was groggy, and her high fever persisted, making Mrs. Liu run back and forth between the two wards in a hurry. After Xiao Ji found out, she didn't say anything, but it could be seen from his expression that she was also worried about her. From time to time, she would ask Liu
Sister-in-law, has the stupid woman woke up?
Lying on the bed, the mist from the humidifier gently brushed her cheeks. Her face was red, her lips were chapped, and from time to time, a few words would come out of her mouth in sleep.
The door was pushed open, bringing in a gust of cold wind.
Her hand was held by someone, and it felt a little cold, but it was a rare comfort. Then, her big hand reached her forehead again.
Quietly, the man exited the ward again.
When I came back, I had an extra bottle of soju in my hand, a very ordinary kind.
He helped her up, smeared the wine on her chest, palms, and soles of her feet, and then rubbed it gently until it evaporated, repeating it repeatedly.
Outside the door, Mu Xuan gently closed the door and waved to the people behind him, "Let's all leave. Whoever goes in at this time will feel uncomfortable."
Not far away, Mu Xin swallowed the unspeakable bitterness and turned her head first, her white skirt drawing a perfect arc.
Why is she gradually feeling overwhelmed and losing her fighting spirit? Instead, she is compromising and accepting her fate?
This isn't like her.
The ward was filled with the smell of soju.
Until the last drop was used up, he leaned to the side, wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, lowered his head and looked at the woman who was still unconscious, and raised the corners of his mouth with a hint of beauty.
She got up, walked into the specially arranged bathroom in the ward, and washed away all the sweat. After she felt refreshed, she came out wrapped in a bath towel. When she came to the bedside, she stretched out her hand to feel the temperature of her forehead, and raised her eyebrows in satisfaction.
He squatted down and got close to her seemingly sleeping face, "Now..." He smiled slyly, "Let's go to sleep."
He went directly to bed, pulled off the bath towel, hugged her openly, pulled the quilt over, and smelled the smell of alcohol all over her body. He was surrounded by drunkenness in a moment, and fell asleep with his arms around her.
That night, she slept soundly, staying in his arms obediently and rarely moving. It wasn't until dawn that she opened her eyes in confusion.
"Yan Shengjie..." She murmured, smiled, and closed her eyes to continue sleeping.
Suddenly, her eyes widened, "Yan Shengjie?!"
Yan Shengjie is still sleeping, with his hair covering his eyelids, lying on his side, like a gorgeous sculpture. His eyelashes are long and dense, hanging down, casting a small shadow. The bridge of his nose is very straight, especially when viewed from the side.
It is as perfect as a knife. The facial features of the entire face are impeccable.
After confirming that she was not dreaming, Zhixing sat up and pulled off the quilt due to excessive force. When she saw his naked body, her eyes slowly moved down and focused on a certain place...
Her pupils suddenly dilated, blood rushed to the top of her head, and her breathing became hot. And there, under her gaze, slowly changed...
"Yanshengjie, you pervert!!" Zhixing jumped up, grabbed the pillow and was about to smash it down.
A big hand grabbed it lazily.
Looking back again, I met his smiling eyes, "If you like it so much, I'll let you see it to your heart's content."
Zhixing jumped out of bed, not daring to look down again. With a face like a red apple, she stared at him, as if she was in shock, but still holding on, "You ran out of the police station again?"
Yan Shengjie raised his head with one hand, stared at her, and blinked. He seemed to be very satisfied with his body. Instead of covering up such an unobstructed exposure, he let her watch it generously. Zhi Xing felt his forehead swell.
Feeling the pain, I turned my face away, touched the back of the quilt with my hand, and pulled it up to block the majestic part.
"Why did those biologists all change their opinions in one day?" he asked slowly.
When Zhixing heard this, he knew it was Pa Shi. He suppressed his excitement and pretended to be surprised, "Really? They really changed their story? Oh my god, how could such a strange thing happen?"
Yan Shengjie raised an eyebrow, "Yeah, it's really strange. It seems that the only one with this ability is that bastard named Pa Shi."
Zhi Xing looked into his big innocent eyes and said, "Oh, you mean him? Could it be that Pa Shi's conscience discovered it? He went back to help justice defeat evil?"
A trace of interest flashed across the evildoer's charming face, and he raised his finger at her, "Come here."
"What are you doing?" Zhi Xing stood there warily, her cheeks burning when she thought of that sinful glance just now.
"But not coming?" He nodded, "Okay, I'll go over." He gestured to get up, and Zhixing waved his hands hurriedly, "STOP! I'll come over, I'll come over." She didn't want to watch the evolution history of the sponge body at close range again.