Ye Kui lay quietly, the light on the ceiling fell softly, dizzying layer by layer on her skin like cream. Her brows were slightly frowned, and her little mouth was filled with discomfort. There was a hint of dryness and cracking.
At this time, Ye Kui's face was not good, her lips were pale, and she could even see a little bit of skin breaking because it was too dry.
Zhuo Xinren looked at Ye Kui like this, but inexplicably couldn't move his eyes.
The next day.
The stormy night faded, but the rich clouds still did not dissipate.
The sky was dark, and the light that faintly landed on the ground was dim, making people unable to tell whether it was dusk or dawn...
Zhuo Xinren still sat on the edge of the bed and guarded Ye Kui for the whole night.
Ye Kui slept all night and did not wake up.
Zhuo Xinren stood up.
He took his cell phone, pressed a number, and dialed it out.
Zhuo Xinren glanced at the woman who was still sleeping on the bed, turned around and walked towards the balcony.
He didn't say too much to the person on the phone, he put away his phone in a few simple words.
The low voice rose and fell on the balcony, and it all showed a bit of deliberate depression.
Zhuo Xinren's room is very large, occupying almost half of the area on the fourth floor of the villa, so the balcony also looks particularly spacious.
Last night's rainy night, it was extremely abrupt and fierce.
The entire balcony was wet and some accumulated water was gathered on the ground.
Zhuo Xinren leaned lazily on the balcony, wetting his nightgown without caring about the edge of the wall containing the water droplets.
He reached out and took out his lighter and cigarette.
The man's slender eyes narrowed slightly, and through the glass, his eyes fell on the woman who was still asleep on the snow-white bed.
Zhuo Xinren took out the lighter and played with it all the time.
The clearly extinct flame was filled with a hint of haze, covering the complicated expression of irritability and hesitation on the man's evil handsome face.
He asked her what would she do if he did something that hurt her.
Before she could answer, she was pushed out of the door by him.
In fact, he subconsciously rejected the answer she said.
If she was really pregnant and pregnant with Dugu Xiang's child and he did something that hurt her, what would she do?
Will you hate him?
Thinking of this.
Zhuo Xinren's heart felt uncomfortable being pressed by a heavy stone.
Bang-
Zhuo Xinren put away the lighter he was playing with, stood up, and walked out of the balcony.
The door of the room was pushed open at this time, and the man holding the medicine box walked in.
When the man saw Zhuo Xinren, his face instantly showed a respectful expression and bent down. "Master."
"Well, let's start." Zhuo Xinren nodded. He sat on the chair, his legs raised, and his slender fingertips tapped the armrests in an instant, making a slight crisp sound.
"Yes--" the man nodded and opened the medicine box.
He sat on the edge of the bed, his fingertips fell on Ye Kui's pulse, and then began to concentrate on checking Ye Kui's body.
Slowly.
Ye Kui opened her eyes.
She glanced at the man beside her, then looked at Zhuo Xinren, and was secretly shocked.
What did Zhuo Xinren notice?
Ye Kui glanced around and frowned slightly. This was Zhuo Xinren's room, she was lying on his bed.
.
She lifted the quilt and stood up, her eyes falling on the man beside her. She couldn't be sure whether the man in front of her had checked her body or found out about her pregnancy.