you are a star

Qiao Nan didn't know why Liang Feicheng was so emotional all of a sudden, but he quickly realized that the two of them tacitly didn't talk about that matter, but in fact the matter itself existed.

It's not that they can escape the past without saying anything.

She licked her somewhat dry lips, and Liang Feicheng's gaze swept across the tip of her softly pink tongue, as a frenzied throbbing ran wildly in his body.

He lowered his voice and said hoarsely: "What does Qiao Beibei mean, can't you understand it?"

Jonan looked him in the eyes, so he really heard it all.

"I heard it." Qiao Nan's voice was a little low, with a little self-mockery, and after he finished speaking, he looked away.

Qiao Beibei's intention was to drive a wedge between her and Liang Feicheng.

From the moment she said those words, Qiao Nan knew it very well.

Her beloved cousin has completely turned against Yu Shaoting.

It is said that freezing three feet is not a one-day cold, but she knows today that sometimes it only takes one sentence to freeze three feet.

Although what Qiao Beibei said was true.

Liang Feicheng raised her chin, "So you don't talk to me, is it because you hate me, or because of Qiao Beibei that you are in a bad mood?"

Qiao Nan was forced to look into his eyes. The dark brown pupils reflected her face like a bronze mirror, which could straighten clothes and illuminate people's hearts.

Because of the fever, her eyes were a little red, and she said honestly: "I hate you, and I'm in a bad mood."

Liang Feicheng's gaze fixed on her gradually became deep and deep, like an abyss, with dark colors that could not be seen floating around.

He tried his best to restrain the dark emotions welling up in his heart.

After calming down, he raised his hand and touched Qiao Nan's forehead, which was still a little hot.

Qiao Nan didn't dodge his movements either, he still had one arm around her waist, she couldn't dodge at all.

Liang Feicheng picked her up and put her on the bed. He attached himself to her and asked, "I haven't eaten much for lunch. If you want to eat, I'll ask someone to make it."

Qiao Nan didn't have the slightest appetite, so he had to bite the bullet and eat the half bowl of rice.

In Yanxi's words, her mouth is about to fade out. If she really wants to eat something, she wants to eat Chaoshan beef hot pot, Chongqing Jiugongge hot pot, Yunnan mushroom soup hot pot...

As a result, she blurted out these words, and the further she spoke, Liang Feicheng frowned deeper.

He asked her seriously: "Do you remember that you are a patient now?"

"It's fine if you can't eat it." After Qiao Nan finished speaking, he turned over and turned his back to Liang Feicheng.

In fact, she was just talking, knowing that she can't eat hot pot now, and she didn't mean to be angry or hypocritical.

It's just that she simply feels that she can't eat, and if she can't eat, she will sleep.

As a result, Liang Feicheng thought she was angry, and his breathing became heavy. He stretched out his hand to press her shoulder, and turned her around.

Looking carefully at her face and eyes, as if compromising, he asked her in a low voice: "Do you really want to eat hot pot?"

Qiao Nan didn't know whether he was overwhelmed by his seriousness, or simply felt that she liked seeing Liang Feicheng like this at this moment.

Then there was a desolation in her heart for no reason, so cold that she had the urge to shed tears. She tried her best to restrain her emotions, took a deep breath, and then said, "I'm just kidding, hot pot can be eaten anytime."

Liang Feicheng caressed her hair, "I'll take you to eat when you recover from illness."

Qiao Nan looked at Liang Feicheng in a daze. She knew that Liang Feicheng didn't like spicy food, and there was no place where people like Liang Feicheng would go to eat hot pot.

Therefore, she only thought that he was coaxing her when she was sick, and didn't take it to heart.

Liang Feicheng's hand ran across her hair and landed behind her ear, and the body temperature he touched seemed to be a little higher than before.

"I'll get you a towel to wipe. You'll feel better. I've had an infusion today, so you can't use too much medicine."

Otherwise, her body would not be able to digest and absorb those medicines, which would be counterproductive.

So now I can only use physical cooling to make her feel better.

Just as Qiao Nan was about to say no, Liang Feicheng got up and went to the bathroom.

When he came out, he rolled up the sleeves of his shirt to his forearm, holding a damp towel in his hand.

During the whole process, Qiao Nan was like a lamb waiting to be roasted, and Liang Feicheng wiped it here and there with a warm towel. When he was about to unbutton her clothes in the end, she hurriedly pressed his hand.

"There is no need for other places."

Liang Feicheng opened her hand with his backhand, "There are more blood vessels in the armpit and groin, rubbing it will help to cool down."

The reaction took only a second, and Qiao Nan's face turned red like a boiled shrimp, and he stammered, "You last night..."

Last night, she vaguely felt that he wiped her elbow socket with something, but after all, she slept soundly because of a cold, so she didn't know if he wiped other places.

Now that he suddenly and so naturally proposed such a private place, she suddenly guessed something.

Within a short while, Qiao Nan's ears were red, his neck and collarbone were all red.

Knowing what she was thinking, Liang Feicheng swept over the red spots on her body, his throat was dry, his eyes were dark, and he continued to stimulate her: "Wipe it twice."

Although Qiao Nan was dizzy, he suddenly pulled the quilt to cover himself at this moment.

And Liang Feicheng quickly grabbed the other corner of the quilt, easily pulled it over and put it aside, and then pressed his body over.

He was wearing a shirt, and she was wearing a hospital gown. He could easily feel the high temperature on her body, like a fire that burned him out of his senses.

"Nannan..."

As soon as Qiao Nan raised his eyes to look at him, his lips fell down, and then he pried open her teeth relentlessly, and drove straight in.

But at this time, Liang Feicheng didn't come too aggressively. After kissing her for a while, he let go of her and straightened her collar that was wrinkled by him.

Qiao Nan felt that Liang Feicheng was too thoughtful, and just after kissing her, he seamlessly and skillfully changed the subject.

"The best way to deal with a cunning person like Yu Shaoting is to be able to kill him with one blow, so as to prevent future troubles forever, and the industrial chain created by him will also be disintegrated.

I have an excellent sniper, but I heard that your organization has a sniper Killer who can defeat one hundred. "

Qiao Nan looked at him blankly, Liang Feicheng looked at her swollen lips from his own kiss, and said in a low voice, "Nan Nan, I know you are a member of the S organization."

Just then, Qiao Nan's cell phone rang.

The phone number is not domestic at first glance.

Liang Feicheng glanced at it. If he was not mistaken, it was a French number.

Qiao Nan was very surprised how this number would call at this time, but she didn't hesitate for too long. From the corner of her eyes, she saw Liang Feicheng's obscure and deep side face, picked up the phone, and swiped the answer button.

"Mr. Shen."