Meng Beichen breathed a sigh of relief and carried her to the side of the bed. He had been lying down for half the night and was already feeling extremely uncomfortable. How could he sleep anymore? He didn't want to continue lying down, so he could only lie down on his side.
In this way, he happened to see Han Yixing curling up and leaning against him. She always seemed to like to curl up when sleeping. She was small, but her sleeping appearance was very poor.
Thinking back to what she said before, I think she was afraid that she would hurt him.
He couldn't help but stare at her little face. She was indeed still a child, and her life circle was still a student, and he was surrounded by calculations.
"Han Yixing, you are really not suitable to be by my side, but why can't I ignore you?" [
He asked in a daze, reaching out to touch her face. It was small, but her skin was very smooth, and it felt very comfortable. Her face seemed to be no bigger than his palm, but she had an absolutely stubborn side.
She seemed to be ticklish, so she waved her hand impatiently and turned around, leaving only his back.
He shook his head. At this time, she acted like a little leopard...
When he woke up in the morning, Meng Beichen deliberately pretended to be still asleep to see her reaction.
The little lazy pig actually set an alarm clock on her mobile phone. He was so noisy that she finally turned over impatiently and turned off the mobile phone. When she sat up, she still had a look of struggle on her face.
When she saw him next to her, her eyes widened immediately.
"Meng, Meng Beichen!"
She shouted out loud, looked at the chair where she had slept before, and then at the current situation, and wanted to flee the scene quickly. How could Meng Beichen allow it? He opened his eyes in an instant and looked at her lazily.
"Han Yixing, you seem to be pressing on my back."
"Isn't it?" She was startled, and she didn't have time to think about it. When did she run to the bed? She didn't even have time to be embarrassed, so she hurried forward to check his injuries.
There was indeed some blood seeping out from the back of her shoulder. Her face turned pale and she stammered: "Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. Call the family doctor over right away."
She stumbled out of bed, opened the door, and saw Dr. Zhang from last night neatly dressed at the door, but she was completely panicked.
"Go and help him take a look. It seems that the wound is open and bleeding."