After rebirth, the paranoid boss dotes on her

"Cough cough cough-"

Xiang Wanqiao lay sickly on the bed, her little face red from the fever.

She opened her eyes drowsily, her throat was thirsty and she was reaching out to take the cup of water on the bedside table.

Suddenly, a large hand with distinct joints reached out and picked up the water cup before her.

Xiang Wanqiao's gaze followed the hand slowly upwards, and a handsome face full of worry gradually became clear in her sight.

Gu Jingzhan sat on the edge of the bed, gently helped her up from the bed, and fed the water to her mouth.

Xiang Wanqiao stared at him while drinking water.

Because of her illness, her emotions naturally became fragile, so the moment she saw him appear, her eyes suddenly became red.

Gu Jingzhan sighed softly, stroked her head gently, and murmured softly: "You are so sick, and you still lied to me and said you are fine."

Then, seeing her red eyes, I could no longer utter any words of blame.

Xiang Wanqiao suddenly threw herself into his arms, wrapped her arms tightly around his waist, and cried, "I feel uncomfortable, very uncomfortable."

Gu Jingzhan put the water cup back in its place, raised his hands and hugged her back, and asked gently: "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

"I feel uncomfortable everywhere." Xiang Wanqiao rubbed against his arms, "I feel so uncomfortable."

Gu Jingzhan felt that she was hot all over, and coaxed her softly: "You have a fever, I will take you to the hospital."

When Xiang Wanqiao heard that she had to go to the hospital, she immediately refused: "No, I don't want to go to the hospital."

Seeing that he was unwilling, Gu Jingzhan proposed another plan.

"Then I'll ask Xiang Yuan to ask a doctor to come and see you."

Xiang Wanqiao didn't object.

Gu Jingzhan immediately took out his cell phone from his pocket and called Xiang Yuan.

After finishing the call, Gu Jingzhan continued to coax her: "Okay, the doctor will be here soon, and you won't feel so bad."

Xiang Wanqiao sniffed and choked up, "I'm sorry for making you worry."

Gu Jingzhan turned his head slightly and kissed her slightly hot forehead.

"Okay, I don't blame you, don't cry."

"I didn't cry." Xiang Wanqiao's head was dizzy from the fever, and she whimpered, "I just... couldn't help it."

As she spoke, she pursed her lips and tears fell like pearls from a string.

Gu Jingzhan smiled helplessly yet dotingly, and stroked her head with his large hands.

"Okay, cry if you want."

Under Gu Jingzhan's gentle comfort, Xiang Wanqiao's heavy eyelids gradually drooped, and then she fell asleep in his arms.

Not long after, the doctor arrived.

The doctor carefully examined Xiang Wanqiao's body, then gave her an IV drip and prescribed some medicine for her cold and fever.

"Don't worry, Mr. Gu. Mrs. Gu just caught a cold because she got caught in the rain last night and the weather is getting colder now. She will be fine after the IV drip, taking medicine and resting well."

After listening to this, Gu Jingzhan nodded slightly.

Then Xiang Yuan sent the doctor out.

Lian Yicheng came over after hearing the noise, and asked with a slightly nasal voice, "What happened to Wanqiao?"

Gu Jingzhan glanced at him coldly and said unhappily, "What's wrong?"

Lian Yicheng looked at Xiang Wanqiao, who was lying sick on the bed, and his heart was filled with guilt.

"Feel sorry."

This time he was indeed not thoughtful enough, so he did not argue with Gu Jingzhan as usual.

“I will take good care of her next time,” he promised.

Gu Jingzhan said coldly: "There won't be a next time."

Lian Yicheng knew he was in the wrong, so he didn't argue with him, "Then you take good care of her, I'm leaving first."

Gu Jingzhan had a cold face and ignored him.

After Lian Yichen left, Gu Jingzhan walked to the bedside and sat there to watch over Xiang Wanqiao.

Nine p.m.

Xiang Wanqiao slowly opened her eyes, her pale and dry lips moved slightly, and she called out hoarsely: "Gu Jingzhan..."

Gu Jingzhan, who was sitting on the sofa doing work at the moment, heard her call, immediately put down the laptop on his legs, stood up and walked towards her.

"I'm here."

Seeing his figure gradually approaching, Xiang Wanqiao pursed her lips in grievance.

"I thought...I was confused because of the fever, so I dreamed about you."

Gu Jingzhan chuckled and slowly sat down on the edge of the bed. He stretched out his slender and handsome hand and gently stroked the red corners of her eyes with his fingertips.

"It's not a dream. I'm always here."

A tear fell from Xiang Wanqiao's eye, and she said in a hoarse voice, "I opened my eyes and didn't see you. I thought you were gone."

"You were sick, how could I leave?" He explained, "I saw you were sleeping soundly, so I sat on the sofa to take care of my work."

Xiang Wanqiao held his hand, still looking depressed, "When are you going back?"

"If you don't go back, I'll stay here with you."

After he finished speaking, Gu Jingzhan leaned over, put his thin lips on her forehead, and gently gave her an extremely gentle kiss.

"Are you hungry? I'll ask Xiang Yuan to go to the restaurant and pack some food for you."

Xiang Wanqiao didn't say anything, just nodded slightly.

Half an hour later, Xiang Yuan packed some light meals from the hotel restaurant as Gu Jingzhan had instructed.

Although Xiang Wanqiao's fever had subsided, she still looked listless.

She sat listlessly in Gu Jingzhan's arms, waiting obediently to be fed by him.

Gu Jingzhan held her in his arms, fed her porridge tenderly and considerately, and took care of her.

Now that she was looking at him so closely, Xiang Wanqiao discovered that there was an extremely obvious dark spot under his eyes.

"Didn't you get enough rest these two days?" she asked.

Gu Jingzhan paused with the spoon in his hand, then put the spoon down and gently pinched her palm.

He said pitifully, "I can't sleep well without you around."

Xiang Wanqiao sighed inaudibly, raised her hand to stroke his face, and said slowly: "You can sleep well tonight with me here."

"But compared to sleeping, I want to..."

Gu Jingzhan's eyes gradually became less serious as he looked at her.

Xiang Wanqiao knew what he was going to say and suddenly covered his mouth: "No, you don't want to."

Gu Jingzhan's deep black eyes were filled with lust, yet at the same time, he stared at her pitifully.

Xiang Wanqiao almost couldn't control herself.

She said, "I haven't recovered from my cold yet!"

Gu Jingzhan pulled her hand off her lips and said seriously, "The doctor said that you will be fine after sweating it out."

Hearing this, Xiang Wanqiao glared at him unhappily.

"Did the doctor say that, or did you say that yourself?"

Gu Jingzhan's hand around her waist moved restlessly, and he looked at her with an ambiguous look, "I said it, or the doctor said it."

Xiang Wanqiao saw that he couldn't hold back any longer, so she immediately put her hand on his chest and said, "No, my cold will infect you."

"It's ok."

Gu Jingzhan's bony hands grasped the back of her neck neither lightly nor heavily, and his thin lips pressed against her soft lips, kissing her without any hesitation.

"You give me your cold so you can get better."

Xiang Wanqiao frowned: "Are you stupid? Who wants to be infected?"

"If it's you, I'm willing." Gu Jingzhan said without any hesitation.

Xiang Wanqiao choked up for a moment and didn't know how to respond to him.

Gu Jingzhan smiled faintly, then stood up from the sofa holding Xiang Wanqiao and strode towards the bed.

"Gu Jingzhan..."

"I'm here."

After Gu Jingzhan responded to her, he gently placed her on the bed and pressed her down.

"Qiaoqiao, you just ate your fill, but I'm still hungry."

As the words fell, his passionate kiss followed.

Seeing that Gu Jingzhan was about to kiss her lips, she immediately turned her head and dodged.

"But I don't want to infect you." Xiang Wanqiao said softly.

Gu Jingzhan said nothing, just pinched her chin, turned her head over, and kissed her nonchalantly.

He was very strategic and directly pried open her lips and teeth, hooking her tongue and lingering with hers.

Xiang Wanqiao was half-hearted.

After a long time, Gu Jingzhan released her lips, panting, and whispered in her ear: "I really miss you, don't reject me, okay?"

Xiang Wanqiao's mind had already gone blank from his kisses.

Her consciousness was blurred, her eyes were filled with a thin layer of mist, and a "hmm" came out of her throat with difficulty.

After getting her affirmative answer, Gu Jingzhan tore off her clothes and rained dense kisses on her fair and smooth skin, leaving petals of varying shades.

Xiang Wanqiao tilted her head slightly and slowly inserted her hands into the ends of his short, hard black hair, bearing everything he gave her.

On the transparent floor-to-ceiling window beside the bed, two undulating figures appeared slowly.

The night is silent, but it reveals the extreme obsession between the two.

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