Marry a boss with a cub after divorce

Song Xiuyuan laughed, laughing so much that Ning Yichu panicked.

Turning around, in the hallway from the living room to the bedroom, the scattered things have disappeared.

Ning Yichu walked into the room quickly, and the clothes and items spread across the room were also moved back to their original positions, Song Xiuyuan's suit was hung in the closet again, and the bedding was re-made.

It seemed that everything that happened just now was just a dream she had.

Before Ning Yichu could think about it, Song Xiuyuan had already quietly stood behind her, looking at her leisurely.

"Song Xiuyuan?" Ning Yichu expressed incomprehension to his behavior, "Are you full?"

Song Xiuyuan shook his head indifferently, "I packed my own things, what's the problem?"

"Sorry, these things are no longer yours."

"Oh." Song Xiu took two steps forward, walked around Ning Yichu, and lay down on the bed in a big way.

He didn't explain anything, but Ning Yichu noticed something was wrong.

She opened the second-hand platform a again, and repeatedly confirmed that all orders had been paid normally, and all buyers unanimously requested face-to-face transactions.

Ning Yichu felt strange, but couldn't tell what was wrong for a while.

When he looked at Song Xiuyuan again, he had already closed his eyes, as if he was so sleepy that he wanted to sleep.

This is her bedroom, her bed, why can Song Xiuyuan lie here so calmly?

Ning Yichu was very reluctant, and urged Song Xiuyuan to get up quickly, "Song Xiuyuan!"

She even yelled twice, but the people on the bed ignored her.

Ning Yichu was extremely angry, and he went up and shook his fists, "Is it useful to pretend to be dead?"

Perhaps it was Ning Yichu's strength in these two fists that really hurt Song Xiuyuan.

Song Xiuyuan covered his chest, taking advantage of Ning Yichu's approach, he pulled her into his arms and forced her to lie down in the same position.

Ning Yichu struggled, but Song Xiuyuan's arms tightly bound her. His strength was far stronger than Ning Yichu's. As long as he didn't want to, Ning Yichu couldn't get away from him at all.

At that time, there was no one else in the family, so Song Xiuyuan was even more carefree.

He never thought about what he would do to Ning Yichu, even if they were still husband and wife.

Song Xiuyuan disdained to force her, that would be very meaningless.

He was so exhausted all day, he just wanted to lie down quietly for a while.

It would be even better if there was Ning Yichu lying quietly with him in his arms.

At least enough to heal his tiredness and heartbreak these days.

Ning Yichu didn't move any more, but she couldn't beat Song Xiuyuan in a competition of physical strength, so she simply gave up.

Song Xiuyuan's breathing gradually became even, but Ning Yichu's mind was in chaos.

She tried to push away Song Xiuyuan's arm that was lying on her body, but even when Song Xiuyuan was asleep, he still exerted his strength, which made it impossible for her to get out.

Ning Yichu felt tired.

She looked at Song Xiuyuan's sideways face, and muttered to herself, "Why did you spend all my love to pester you? You know, there is no medicine for regret in this world. Why do you want me to be in the same pit?" Fall twice?"

She is unwilling and dare not.

This is Ning Yichu's attitude.

Therefore, no matter what Song Xiuyuan said or did, he could not break through the thick defense line in her heart.

Ning Yichu didn't know how he fell asleep.

The fire in the dream burned for a long time, she only felt that her body was burned uncomfortably, there were tongues of fire in all directions, and there was no way out.

It wasn't until she was awakened by sweating profusely that she sat up suddenly. After regaining consciousness, she took out her mobile phone and checked the time. It was just after five o'clock, and it was just dawn. It turned out that she had slept for so long.

Song Xiuyuan was still lying beside her, motionless, Ning Yichu wiped the sweat from her forehead and neck indiscriminately, she couldn't remember what happened in her dream, she just felt very hot, almost burned Same.

Looking at Song Xiuyuan again, his face was also flushed, and his expression looked extremely uncomfortable.

Ning Yichu subconsciously stayed far away from him, but she clearly sensed that something was wrong with him.

When she reached out to try it, she realized that Song Xiuyuan had a fever.

No wonder she was so hot, it was Song Xiuyuan's body temperature that raised hers together, which made her sweat so much.

The man was still asleep, Ning Yichu didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly called him, "Song Xiuyuan, wake up quickly."

But no matter how loud she was, Song Xiuyuan couldn't give any response.

Helpless, Ning Yichu could only start, "Song Xiuyuan!"

She shook Song Xiuyuan's body, "Wake up, I'll take you to the hospital."

With such a big guy, Ning Yichu was sure that he couldn't carry it. Even if he wanted to go to the hospital, he had to cooperate with him to go downstairs.

"Song Xiuyuan, can you not die in my room?"

Ning Yichu hurriedly pasted the anti-fever stickers on Song Xiuyuan, until Song Xiuyuan's throat rolled twice, Ning Yichu was relieved.

She lifted his head and fed him two sips of water.

Taking advantage of his consciousness, Ning Yichu helped him sit up.

But Song Xiuyuan's body was limp, even if he sat up, he fell down again after a while.

Ning Yichu felt a headache.

He couldn't live in his nice villa and mansion, so he insisted on staying here, and he was also sick.

If it was in Song's house, the house was full of servants for him, and the family doctor was always there, so she wouldn't need to suffer from it.

Ning Yichu opened Song Xiuyuan's mouth, stuffed him with the antipyretic medicine, shook his head again, and let him go straight down.

At this moment, Song Xiuyuan has no strength and is at the mercy of Ning Yichu.

Ning Yichu looked more and more angry, and muttered a few curses, but he didn't expect someone to hear it.

Song Xiuyuan opened his eyes suddenly, and grabbed Ning Yichu's hand which was twisting a towel to wipe his sweat.

Ning Yichu was stunned, wasn't he about to burn to death?Why is his hand so strong?

"Let go!" Ning Yichu made a few moves, "What tricks do you want to play as a sick patient?"

Song Xiuyuan didn't listen, and insisted on grabbing Ning Yichu's hand with all his strength.

Ning Yichu was angry and helpless, and cursed at Song Xiuyuan, "Die, die, die cleanly, so you won't be annoying."

Song Xiuyuan really stopped making trouble and let go.

Ning Yichu threw the towel in his hand on Song Xiuyuan's face, and rubbed his wrist painfully.

"Do I owe you?" She scolded angrily, "What are you trying to torment me like this? I even gave you Xiaobao, what else on my body is worth your effort?"

It's a pity that none of Ning Yichu's words got a response. Song Xiuyuan's consciousness sometimes disappeared, sometimes he could hear Ning Yichu's broken thoughts, and sometimes he couldn't feel anything.

Sometimes I can have some reactions, and sometimes I can’t do anything painfully.

Ning Yichu kept watch like this, from five o'clock to nine o'clock, during which time Song Xiuyuan broke out in sweat, probably because the antipyretic medicine had taken effect, and when he tried his temperature again, it was no longer so hot.