Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

His eyes were too cold, and she replied in a dumb voice: "I... too thirsty."

Ji Jinchuan gave her the hot water cup in her hand, and she took a large part of it in one breath, and her throat was nourished and much more comfortable.

Mom Wu came in with a bowl of clear porridge, seeing Shen Youran's face was a little better, and she was relieved at the moment: "Young lady, you have burned to 39 degrees today, which is really terrifying."

Shen Youran squeezed a pale smile: "It should have been rained last night."

Speaking of the rain last night, Ji Jinchuan's face was a little colder. Shen Youran and Wu Ma felt his displeasure, and both were silent.

Wu Ma wanted to feed her porridge, and Shen Youran took the porridge bowl from her hand: "I will come by myself."

Seeing that she had nothing to do with her, Wu Ma retreated.

Shen Youran eats porridge quietly. Ji Jinchuan sits back on the sofa and holds the computer to handle mail. The quiet room is broken by a ring of mobile phones. Ji Jinchuan takes the phone to the balcony.

Shen Youran looked at the man on the balcony through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows. He stood back to her, and his tall body almost blended into the night.

She glanced at the documents piled on the table next to the sofa. She seemed to hear Wu Majin coming in and said that Xiao Cheng was coming. These documents should have been sent by Xiao Cheng.

He didn't go to work today, he has been with himself at home?

She vaguely remembered that someone seemed to wipe her body with alcohol, and he smelled of tobacco.

If he didn't go to work today, it was him who wiped her body, not that she was dreaming.

When she was sick in California, she asked her roommate to take time off when she was sick, or the teacher should be confused when she signed in, and she was sleeping in the dormitory wrapped in a quilt.

It's too serious to go to the pharmacy to buy some medicines. No one cares about her, and no one stays beside the bed.

In those three years, she was lonely, arrogant, and the most difficult.

Ji Jinchuan answered the phone and went back to the room. He saw Shen You staring at him in a daze. He slightly curled his eyebrows and walked in front of her. Seeing that the bowl in her hand had bottomed out, she asked, "Is it still necessary?"

Her nose was sour, she shook her head, placed the porridge bowl on the bedside table, looked up at him, and said in a dumb voice: "Can you hug me?"

Ji Jinchuan condensed her bright black eyes. Her eyes were black and white, clearly reflecting his figure. Under the cautious gaze she expected, he took her by the shoulder and hugged her.

He was standing, she was sitting, so her head just reached his stomach, and she stretched her hands around his waist. With thin clothing, the cheek against his belly could clearly feel his temperature.

After holding for a while, Ji Jinchuan let go of her, her arms wrapped around his waist and refused to let go, Ji Jinchuan let her hold without saying a word.

It took another few minutes to release him, and Wu Ma brought in the food, and Shen Youran thought she brought it to herself: "Wu Ma, I don't want to eat."

Ma Wu put the food on the table beside the sofa: "This is the young master's."

Shen Youran looked at Ji Jinchuan: "Why haven't you eaten yet?"

Ji Jinchuan saw that she was only wearing pajamas without a quilt, turned the heating up a bit, took a thermometer to take her temperature, and glanced at her when she heard her: "Busy."

"Young lady, you don't know, you burned so badly today, pregnant women don't dare to take medicine, young master he..."