you are a star

At this juncture, Fan Qi naturally didn't dare to stay in the private room. When he saw the waiter pushing the dining trolley over, he hurried forward, "I'll deliver it later."

The waiter nodded without changing his face.

In the private room, Qiao Nan felt the cold medicinal cotton swab touch her neck little by little. She originally felt a bit hot and tingling, but once the medicine was applied, it had an analgesic effect.

Especially Liang Feicheng's movements were very light.

Maybe it was because the private room was too quiet, or maybe this scene seemed familiar. Qiao Nan thought of the time when he was almost beaten to death with a whip.

When she woke up in the middle of the night, she saw Liang Feicheng sitting by the bed, taking off her clothes and applying medicine to her wound.

At that time, although he said harsh words, the action of applying the medicine was the same as now, very careful and gentle.

She still remembered that Liang Feicheng gave her a blood transfusion when she lost too much blood.

After the valve of memories is opened, it is out of control, good and bad, torment, pain, all rushed to my mind.

She couldn't bear it all of a sudden, her heart throbbed uncontrollably, so that she flinched a bit.

"Does it hurt?" Liang Feicheng frowned slightly, leaned down, and blew gently on the wound on her neck.

The breath was like a feather brushing by, Qiao Nan turned back to look at him in panic, her eyes met, a gleam of water flashed in her eyes.

Quickly, he hid back.

She exhaled and said calmly and restrainedly, "It doesn't hurt, thank you Third Young Master."

The Third Young Master's yelling made Liang Feicheng distraught. The cotton swab in his hand snapped and was crushed with his fingers. Inside.

After the food was served, neither of them spoke again, but Liang Feicheng kept adding food to her bowl.

Qiao Nan couldn't keep up with the eating speed, and the vegetables in the bowl piled up into a mountain.

On the other hand, except for Liang Feicheng who ate a little at the beginning, every time he moved his chopsticks, he put food into her bowl.

Seeing that he was about to put a piece of steamed pork ribs in her bowl, she quickly reached out to stop her, "I can't finish it."

"You're too thin." Liang Feicheng still put the ribs into her bowl, "Eat more."

Qiao Nan looked at half of the rice in his bowl, "Don't the third young master hate wasting food the most?"

Liang Feicheng put down his chopsticks and smiled lightly: "If you don't have an appetite, don't force it."

Hearing this, Qiao Nan felt as if a ball of cotton had been stuffed into his throat.

His eyes fell on his lips. Liang Feicheng's lips were not dark, not as bright as Yu Wenzhou's lips, but as pale as cherry petals.

It looks lighter now.

In fact, when he appeared in the hospital last night, she noticed that he was a little thinner than before, and his complexion was not very good. He looked like he had just encountered a serious illness.

She didn't know that it was the antidote test. Liang Feicheng forcibly injected three times of the medicine twice. Although it seemed to recover on the surface, it still hurt the bottom of the body. It will take some time to return to the previous state.

The meal was almost finished, Xiao Jiu came in and whispered something in Liang Feicheng's ear.

Qiao Nan didn't pay attention to what they said, but inadvertently heard Xiao Jiu seem to be talking about work, vaguely mentioning the legal department, appeal and other words.

Only then did she realize that today was the weekend, and Liang Feicheng had rushed over from Liang's before, which meant that he was working overtime.

Because the last time Liang's software was infected with her virus, it spread widely, and Liang's company filed a lawsuit with the largest network operator in the country.

There is still no conclusion yet, Liang's reputation has been questioned, and because of this, the stock market has plummeted, and the Liang family has suffered a heavy blow.

Thinking of this, Fan Qi interjected and said, "If I catch that brat Hades, let's see how I deal with him!"

Qiao Nan's heart was flabbergasted.

Xiao Jiu glanced at him, "How are you sure he's a man?"

"Such a ruthless and domineering virus, can such an unlimited person be a woman?"

Qiao Nan picked up the teacup in front of him, took a sip, and inadvertently raised his eyes, meeting Liang Feicheng's gaze.

Liang Feicheng's eyes were as beautiful as amber. At this moment, the light in those eyes was dim and vague, falling on her meaningfully.

The hot tea scalded her a bit, and she shivered, the tea swirled out of the cup and splashed on the back of her hand.

She hastily moved the cup away, but Liang Feicheng was one step ahead of her, and took out two pieces of paper to absorb the water from the back of her hand, afraid of getting burned, so he didn't dare to use force, but fortunately, it was just a red spot without blistering.

Liang Feicheng took her hand into the bathroom of the private room, turned on the faucet switch, turned the water to a small amount, and then put her hand under the water flow to rinse.

"Such a grown-up person is so sloppy." Liang Feicheng frowned, and grabbed her wrist with great force.

He was really angry and anxious.

Qiao Nan's scalp was numb, his heartbeat was fast and slow, and his brain seemed to be short of oxygen, and it was empty and white.

Subconsciously, he wanted to pull his hand back, but Liang Feicheng held on tighter, and said in a deep voice, "Let's charge a little longer."

The man lowered his head and pursed his thin lips tightly. Looking from her direction, he has a straight nose. With such a good skin, it's no wonder that so many ladies in Yanjing City want to marry him.

She looked at it, and suddenly remembered the way he looked at her at the dinner table just now.

"Liang Feicheng, do you know?" Although the possibility is very small, Qiao Nan still has such a premonition.

There is no impenetrable wall in the world, and there is no foolproof thing. She is not sure whether she has shown her feet in front of him, even though she is already very cautious.

But it is also impossible for her to ask him directly if he knows that she is the god of the underworld. If he doesn't know, she will reveal herself.

But if he knew, he must know what she was asking.

But Liang Feicheng looked up at her calmly, and asked her, "Know what?"

Qiao Nan's reaction was also quick, and he said without changing his expression, "I know I'm afraid of the cold, so I deliberately splashed cold water on my hands in retaliation."

Liang Feicheng smiled lowly, the laughter seemed to overflow from his chest, with a slightly vibrating sound, the heart of the listener couldn't help but tingle.

Then Qiao Nan saw him close the bathroom door behind his back, and when he turned around, he pushed her body back and pressed against the bathroom wall.

Joan was short of breath.

There are cold tiles behind her, even if she is wearing a cashmere sweater, she will definitely feel cold, but the expected coldness did not come, because Liang Feicheng put a hand on her back, separating her from the wall.

She looked up at him, and he was looking at her too.

There was a smile in his eyes, so clear and unrestrained, like a bright star in the sky, then he bent down, and next to her left ear, he smiled helplessly, with irresistible pampering.

"Nannan, won't you blush when you lie in front of me? In fact, do you want to ask me if you know you are the god of the underworld, or do you know that you have long been unhappy with me?"