After rebirth, I became the villain’s sister-in-law Bai Yueguang

The burning pain in his legs was clearly felt at this moment. Jiang Wancheng looked at his embarrassed shadow on the ground, gritted his teeth, and moved himself bit by bit, planning to move out first.

But she forgot for a moment that the blanket on her body was long-tailed.

Just now she was wrapped up in a hurry and did not shake off the long skirt behind her. Now she steps back and steps on the long skirt. As she walks fast, she inadvertently steps on each other with her feet before continuing. He stepped back and pulled himself down——

"what!"

Jiang Wancheng screamed, watching the ceiling above her head move forward in dizziness, and her whole body fell backwards uncontrollably!

However, the expected pain and complete fall did not come.

Jiang Wancheng was frightened, staring at the black shadow that suddenly appeared in front of him in horror, and trembling nervously.

This person's broad palms were currently holding one around her waist and the other supporting her back. Jiang Wancheng could even feel the roughness of his palms, which rubbed her already painful skin, burning to the core.

Because she was having a high fever at the moment.

Jiang Wancheng could even notice that her whole body was as hot as boiling water, so even the slightest touch caused pain all over her body.

Jiang Wancheng gave him a hard slap. The man's body was covered in the stench of blood, which was strong and assailed his nostrils.

She resisted the desire to vomit, hugged her chest with one hand and stood up quickly. With the other hand, she struggled to lift the stool in her hand and swung it towards the person in front of her -

However, her struggle and resistance at this moment were nothing more than a trapped beast still fighting.

But no matter what, she has to fight to the death!

As expected, before she could swing her stool up, her wrist was already tightly grabbed by the person in front of her.

"Bold maniac! Let go!"

Jiang Wancheng roared with all his strength, his face red and white. At this moment, several ways of dying together had flashed through his mind!

But none of them have taken shape yet, and the person in front of them has quickly pulled off the black mask on his face.

"Cheng'er, it's me!"

The eager low shout focused on Jiang Wancheng's already somewhat distracted gaze.

Jiang Wancheng stared at the face in front of him blankly, and finally stopped struggling.

Yes...it's Wen Chaoyan! ?

It's him, it's him! ?

Why, how could it be him?

In just this moment, all the strength in her body was exhausted.

The stool in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, and his hands and feet drooped weakly.

"Why is it you?"

Her eyes were filled with tears of grievance, but before they fell, Wen Chaoyan picked her up and held her in his arms.

"Cheng'er, it's me. I deserve death, and now I come to see you."

"Give me time and let me explain it to you slowly, okay? You're having a fever now, let's go rest first, okay?"

Wen Chaoyan's voice was so low and gentle that he wished he could melt her.

Jiang Wancheng's heart was like a swaying boat. At this moment, it seemed that it had finally found a harbor where it could dock.

She let Wen Chaoyan pick her up and quickly walked to the bed.

After Wen Chaoyan gently put her on the bed, Jiang Wancheng hugged the blanket on his chest, turned around and lay on the bedside, but vomited with a 'wow' sound.

Wen Chaoyan frowned and was about to come forward again, but Jiang Wancheng raised his hand to stop him: "Don't... you, it stinks... vomit -"

As he said that, he spat out another mouthful of water.

Wen Chaoyan froze on the spot for an instant...

It was obvious that he had changed into a new shirt before coming here, but was it still smelly?

He looked down and smelled himself.

Perhaps he had lived a bloody life all day, licking blood from the tip of a knife, but now he could no longer smell the smell of blood on his body...

Wen Chaoyan felt very guilty.

He took two steps back, squatted down and said patiently to Jiang Wancheng, "Is there any medicine? I'll boil it for you and take it."

Jiang Wancheng drawled his weak voice and murmured while lying on the bedside: "The dresser over there, the chest of drawers next to it...the third drawer on the lower left...there are two herbs, you take three coins each...fry them for me." Take it...it can reduce fever..."

She was too uncomfortable to say another word.

Wen Chaoyan comforted her in a gentle voice: "You rest for a while, I'll be back soon."

Jiang Wancheng wanted to open his eyes and take a look at his face again.

She was afraid that he was just an illusion. If she opened her eyes again, he would disappear again.

However, she couldn't even open her eyelids at this time, and she fell into a deep sleep.

When she woke up again, Jiang Wancheng was half-held in Wen Chaoyan's arms, and he was sitting beside the bed, gently coaxing her to take medicine.

"Cheng'er, be good, take another sip."

Jiang Wancheng frowned slightly, wondering why this medicine was more bitter than expected?

She shook her head, but still opened her mouth to swallow it.

As a result, she also received praise from Wen Chaoyan, "Cheng'er is so awesome. Can we have a few more sips?"

Jiang Wancheng pursed his lips: "You are lying...do you treat me like a child?"

She raised her eyes to look at Wen Chaoyan's face. After months of absence, the face that had seemed a little blurry came back to her mind clearly at this moment.

He still looked the same, with an extraordinary handsome face.

Looking at the expression on his eyebrows, he seems to be deeper and more sophisticated than before.

However, the eyes staring at her were still as focused and deep as before.

The so-called affectionate eyes, she was the only one in his eyes at the moment.

Jiang Wancheng looked into the depths and felt as if he was swaying, almost addicted to it...

"You are still a little girl. Come on, take one last bite."

Under Wen Chaoyan's patient coaxing, Jiang Wancheng obediently drank the bowl of medicine completely.

Maybe it was because the medicine was too strong, but before she could say a few more words to him, she fell into a deep sleep.

But when his consciousness was still shallow, what he was thinking about was, why didn't he smell so bad?

Jiang Wancheng was sweating all over.

She felt so hot that she kicked the quilt clean in a daze.

But even with nothing covering her body, she still felt so hot that her neck and chest were covered in sweat.

Jiang Wancheng groaned and squirmed on the bed uncomfortably.

She still didn’t know how her naked appearance would look to the other person in the room who was guarding her at this moment...

Stray hair.

Dazzling white complexion...

Wen Chaoyan stood there in shock for a long moment, then turned his neck away stiffly.

He breathed heavily. This situation was even more uncomfortable than being stabbed by someone.

Wen Chaoyan wiped the red liquid under his nose, resisted the urge to feel hot in his body, reached out and took the blanket and gently covered her with it.

Seeing that she was about to kick her away again, he immediately stretched out his hand to hold down her erratic feet.

"Cheng'er, be good, don't move. Can I wipe your sweat? But you can't kick the quilt anymore, okay?"

But all she responded to was an uncomfortable cry.

To Wen Chaoyan, this was simply Ling Chi's torture.