Sir, don't be too bad

With Simo's illness in mind, Xia Yiwan couldn't sleep at all, so she opened her eyes and touched his forehead after a while.

As time passed, Si Mo's body temperature slowly returned to normal.

It's just that every time Xia Yiwan moves, he will subconsciously hug his arms tightly, like an insecure child.

Xia Yiwan felt sorry for Simo like this, but when she thought that he would wake up at any time, she was a little apprehensive.

She still hasn't figured out how to face him.

She loves him, but she is more afraid of him.

She was afraid of his bloody methods, and even more afraid that he would use those methods on her own relatives.

Turning to look out the window, the east has already seen a little light.

Xia Yiwan sighed quietly and wanted to get up, but Simo hugged her tightly and did not let go.

"I have to go to the bathroom, let me go, I'll be right back, good boy."

After Xia Yiwan finished speaking, she waited for Simo to let her go, but the man's hand hugged her even tighter.

As if she knew she was lying.

Xia Yiwan had no choice but to kiss him lightly on the lips: "Good boy."

The man seemed to hesitate for a moment, then let go of his arms.

Xia Yiwan hurriedly got up and went into the bathroom.

Standing in front of the sink, looking at the neatly placed cosmetics, Xia Yiwan dared not look directly at herself in the mirror.

She was about to leave, but she was afraid of seeing reluctance and hesitation in her eyes.

After thinking about it, Xia Yi left the bathroom late, but this time she didn't touch Simo, but sat quietly by the side and looked at him.

Long and dense eyelashes, a straight nose, sharp lips...

Even when he was sick, his profile was still as perfect as before.

Xia Yiwan looked at the man's handsome sleeping face without blinking, and suddenly felt that she couldn't get enough of it.

The vibration of the phone woke her up, and she took it out to see that it was Qiao Na.

"Wan Wan, don't forget to sign the advertising contract today."

"Okay, I see." Xia Yiwan said and took a deep look at the man on the bed.

Time to go.

The housekeeper stood at the door of the bedroom, hesitating whether to knock on the door, but the door was opened from the inside.

The butler suddenly looked a little embarrassed: "Miss."

"The temperature has dropped. When he wakes up and has eaten, remember to urge him to take his medicine." Xia Yiwan said and walked out.

"Miss!" The butler hastily called out, "Do you want to go?"

Xia Yiwan nodded with her back to the housekeeper: "I still have work later."

"Then will you come back later?"

Xia Yiwan paused, but went downstairs without answering the housekeeper's question.

"Let Lao Zhong see you off." The butler chased after him.

"it is good!"

When sitting in the white Aston Martin, Xia Yiwan's heart felt unbearably sour.

"Miss, goodbye!" Outside the black glass window, Sister Gui reluctantly let go.

Xia Yiwan lowered the car window, stretched out her hand and waved it.

When Simo woke up, the sun was already high in the sky, and the brightness in the bedroom was dazzling.

Si Mo squinted his eyes, then immediately looked to the side, then to the side of the bed.

The butler was sitting by the bed, and when he saw him wake up, his eyes lit up with surprise: "Sir, are you awake?"

Simo ignored him, quickly moved his eyes, and took a closer look in the bedroom.

Everything in the bedroom was the same as before, and the figure he had been dreaming about in his sleep was not there.

Finally, Simo's eyes fixed on the closed door of the bathroom.

"Who's in the bathroom?" Simo asked hoarsely.