"She is resting now, and I don't want anyone to disturb her." Feng Hao interrupted her coldly, nodded to Shang Mengwan, and left.
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When Feng Hao returned to the villa, Xia Yucheng hadn't woken up yet.
Seeing him enter the room, Lily, who was guarding the bedside, quickly stood up and bowed to salute.
He made a silence gesture, and then waved his hand to signal Lily to go out.
"Be light for lunch and dinner!" he ordered in a low voice.
Lily nodded and went out.
The curtains were drawn in the room and the light was a little dark. Feng Hao walked to the bed and sat down, leaning over to look at the sleeping woman.
She breathed evenly, and her two rows of long, curled eyelashes flapped gently as she breathed. However, the fingerprints on her cheeks still had not completely faded, and the corners of her mouth were much better.
He gently stroked her temples with compassion, got up and went to the bathroom to wash his hands. When he came out, he had ointment in his hand.
Carefully lifting the sheet, he carefully inspected the marks on her body. After applying ointment once, the marks on some small wounds had faded. He picked up the ointment with his fingers and slowly applied it on the wounds.
A quiet floral fragrance slowly lingered in the room.
This ointment is specially made by Huanmeng and is especially effective for scars on the skin. I gave her some last time. But I didn't expect that it would be used on her after she followed him.
Perhaps it was the coolness of the ointment that invaded her. She moved lazily, hummed in her mouth like she was dreaming, and opened her eyes.
"Did I wake you up? If you want to avoid leaving any traces of your injury, this ointment must be applied many times." He smiled and whispered softly, "Does it still hurt?"
Feng Hao's doting eyes fascinated Xia Yucheng for a while, then he lowered his head slightly and found that his body was completely exposed to the man's sight. His face turned red and he wanted to pull off the sheets.
"Don't move," Feng Hao grabbed her troubled little hand and put it on the pillow, "Did you sleep well?" He continued to apply ointment on her seriously.
"It doesn't hurt anymore, and I sleep well. So, please don't blame my mother, don't have any prejudice against her. She and I are mother and daughter, and her eyesight is not good. I'm fine, really. Tomorrow
, I will be fully recovered the day after tomorrow at most." What she is most worried about is not her body, but whether her mother will be blamed by Feng Hao for this incident.
His strength left her with no capital to resist.
As she thought about it, she suddenly realized that the man was no longer applying ointment, but... slowly and ambiguously stroking her body.
"Don't, after a while, your whole body will smell like medicine!" She hid with a smile.
She would habitually act coquettishly in front of him, which must have been caused by his indulgence. So, he leaned down and asked in a hoarse voice: "How about you give me a little bit of this smell?"
Xia Yucheng shook her head, and the next second she took the initiative to hook his neck, kiss his lips, and kiss his face. Jerky, she seemed to have reached her limit, Feng Hao smiled slightly, supported his body with his arms,
Don't dare to go all-in.
"It's already like this, why are you still worried about your mother?" Feng Hao's voice was tight, and his eyes were fixed on the woman in his arms.
This question made Xia Yucheng fall silent. Her nose felt sore and she suddenly wanted to cry. Tears filled her eyes and rolled around in them.
When he was not around, she was helpless; when he was around, she seemed to be stealing someone else's man. He was so gentle and considerate to her. I really don't know how he was so kind to Gu Qianyu when they were in England.
Loving love is so lingering that it will last forever.