you are a star

Qiao Nan was startled when he heard the sound of the door opening, and subconsciously looked towards the door. When he saw the man's Qingjun figure, his heart beat suddenly and he pursed his lips.

Why is he here?

"Why didn't Third Young Master knock on the door? How about your demeanor?"

Her right arm was propped on the table, her whole back slumped, and when she turned her head, the wide neckline fell down, and the beautiful picture on her chest approached Liang Feicheng's eyes.

The coldly shaved Adam's apple slid up and down, Liang Feicheng's lower abdomen tightened, and his face suddenly sank, "What kind of demeanor do you need to talk to someone who is arrogant?"

The man is still brooding over the fact that she didn't call him that day.

Qiao Nan suddenly felt that her previous knowledge of Liang Feicheng was only superficial. She had never discovered that he was such a stingy person.

It's just a greeting, as for remembering today?

She put down her right hand and stood up from her seat. Who knew that if she had been sitting all this time, he would charge her with some trumped-up charges later.

Liang Feicheng closed the door behind his back and walked towards her. Since Su Yi begged for mercy that night and Liang Feicheng released Su Qingyang, this was the first time they had been alone together.

After the door was closed, the space was sealed. An unexplained panic caused Qiao Nan to avoid his sight, his fingers clenched the hem of his clothes, and he lowered his head.

"What were you doing just now, the food is so disgusting that it makes you want to throw up?" The man's cold voice filled his ears.

Qiao Nan was stunned for a moment, glanced at the balanced meat and vegetable dishes on the plate, shook his head and said, "I don't like meat very much, I'm a bit tired."

However, the dishes prepared for her recently contain red meat. She knows it is good for her health, so she bites the bullet and eats a little, but she still can't eat more, and there are often leftovers.

It's just that today, after seeing the meat, a nausea suddenly rose in her stomach, and she felt very greasy.

Liang Feicheng frowned, "So you didn't even eat lunch today?"

Qiao Nan didn't know what the butler said. She didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble, so she lied, "I'm not feeling well, I don't have an appetite."

"Waste food if you don't have an appetite?" Liang Feicheng's voice became colder.

Qiao Nan's fingers gripped the clothes tighter. How could she almost forget it? Liang Feicheng hated wasting food the most. No one in the Liang mansion dared to waste food, except Liang Muxing, who was stupid and didn't know anything.

"Not next time." Her voice softened.

Liang Feicheng pursed his thin lips, Qiao Nan lowered his head, and saw him approaching her with his polished leather shoes.

Her height of 1.7 meters was also slim and small in front of Liang Feicheng. She was enveloped by his figure and couldn't breathe.

She took a step back subconsciously, but Liang Feicheng took a step faster than her, and clasped her jaw, "Isn't it uncomfortable...Xiao Jiu!"

Xiao Jiu pushed the door open and entered, stood by the door, lowered her head and asked, "Third Young Master, what are your orders?"

"Go and invite Doctor Cheng over."

Dr. Cheng is a well-known old Chinese doctor, and any intractable disease is not difficult for him.

The panic in Qiao Nan's eyes flashed, "I don't need to see a doctor, I may be a little tired this morning, I'll be fine if I rest for a while."

Liang Feicheng was indifferent to her words, and said coldly, "Go soon."

"Yes." Xiao Jiu replied.

Liang Feicheng let go of her jaw, turned around and walked directly towards the sofa in the guest room.

On the sofa were the clean clothes brought in by the servant this afternoon.

Qiao Nan just woke up and before he had time to put them away, all those clothes were exposed under Liang Feicheng's eyes.

"Wait!" Qiao Nan ignored the injuries on his body, walked over quickly, and hugged those clothes in his arms.

But the silk underwear still slipped out from the pile of clothes——

I don't know how it fell, but it happened to fall on Liang Feicheng's leather shoes.

Qiao Nan and Liang Feicheng lowered their heads at the same time.

Qiao Nan's ears were hot, Liang Feicheng bent down with his usual expression, his slender and clean fingers hooked the shoulder straps of the water green underwear, and stood in front of her.

"I don't know if I'm injured?" The man said in a bad tone.

She lowered her head and said nothing, her cheeks were getting hotter and hotter, and the man's fingers were still hooking her underwear.

Liang Feicheng had a face of restraint, but he was doing such indecent things at this moment.

She held the clothes with both hands, and wanted to reach for them, but she couldn't free them, so she said in a hoarse voice, "Give it back to me."

Liang Feicheng lowered his eyes, and his cool gaze passed over her reddened ears, and fell on the back of her slender and slender neck, on which a few strands of hair fell.

The black and white skin formed a strong visual impact, and a dark color flashed across Liang Feicheng's eyes.

Since she was injured, he hasn't touched her for nearly half a month.

Recalling that before the business trip, she kissed his Adam's apple with her soft lips, and her little hands ignited fires all over his body, which was so young.

Knowing the taste of the marrow, the man's breathing gradually sank, he leaned close to her ear, and gently wrapped her small and soft earlobe in his mouth.

Qiao Nan's whole body went numb, and he almost couldn't hold the clothes in his arms.

She took a step back subconsciously, and Liang Feicheng's powerful palm clasped her waist.

She had no way to retreat, feeling the man's warm lips move down, she tremblingly returned the words just now: "Did the third young master forget that I still have injuries?"

Liang Feicheng's cold lips touched the edge of the wound, his eyes darkened, and he said hoarsely, "I know better than you."

No one knew better than him where and how long her injuries were.

In the dead of night, there was no need to turn on the lights when applying medicine to her.

Suddenly there was a small exclamation outside the door.

Doctor Cheng saw something he shouldn't have seen, so he quickly turned around to avoid it, but accidentally bumped into Xiao Jiu who was following him.

This sound completely shattered the charming atmosphere.

Liang Feicheng turned his head, his eyes were cool, without any lust, he threw the underwear into Qiao Nan's arms with a cold expression, and said coldly, "Come in."

Qiao Nan didn't have time to tidy up, so he could only stuff the clothes into the closet.

Dr. Cheng walked in with his head down, turned around and asked, "Third Young Master, what's wrong with you?"

"It's not me." Liang Feicheng pointed at Qiao Nan with his slender and fair fingers, "Show her and let her eat well."

Doctor Cheng responded, turned around and walked towards Qiao Nan, asked her to sit on the chair, asked her a few words, and asked her to stretch out her hand, ready to feel her pulse.

Qiao Nan felt cold all over, and a thin layer of cold sweat oozed from his back. Liang Feicheng looked over from the corner of his eye, and she felt as if she was sitting on pins and needles for a moment.

She knew that the possibility of her being pregnant was very slim, but there was nothing 100% certain in the world, what if it was really that possibility, and what if...

Dr. Cheng saw it?

"Why, you didn't know how to cooperate with Dr. Cheng?" Liang Feicheng's eyebrows flashed with impatience. This woman has been squeamish since she was a child, and now she can't change this problem!

Dr. Cheng saw her nervousness, and said in a gentle voice, "Don't be nervous, just stretch out your hand."

Qiao Nan let go of his clenched fingers, his arm trembled almost imperceptibly, and put his hand on it.

Doctor Cheng's fingertips were warm and dry, and he pressed lightly on the skin of her wrist.

Qiao Nan's heart was beating like a drum, and every second seemed to be stretched. Her mouth was dry for a while, and the sound of swallowing seemed to be against the eardrum, infinitely amplified.

Suddenly, Doctor Cheng frowned.