Doctor, you are so cold

In the haze, Ning Wuxin felt that she was being hugged, and the tip of her nose was filled with a somewhat familiar smell.

His consciousness is still very unclear, but his body can't help leaning towards the person who is holding him, and his hands are hooked around his neck.

The person holding him looked calm, went straight to a room in the inn, walked in, and put Ning Wuxin on the bed.

Ning Wuxin still hooked his neck firmly, and murmured, "Don't go..."

The handsome man touched his face and remained silent for a while.

Then, he laughed and said softly, "Only you can be so ruthless as to leave."

He turned his head and said to the human standing outside the room, "Get someone to bring bath water."

The person outside the door immediately answered "Yes", and then disappeared.

The man lowered his head, looked at Ning Wuxin carefully for a while, and traced the outline of his face with his fingers.

Her hair was disheveled, her face was dirty, and her clothes were disheveled.

He watched, lowered his head, and stamped his own lips.

No matter what he experienced, no matter what his mood was, when he lightly touched something he had thought about for a long time, he still trembled a little.

The tip of his tongue slid over his lips over and over again, and without much effort, he slowly opened his teeth again.

His movements were restrained, and the tip of his tongue slowly slid across every place, causing Ning Wuxin to grunt, arch her body, and press herself against her.

The man pulls him away.

He grabbed Ning Wuxin's neck, unconsciously pressed his fingertips on his Adam's apple, his face was cloudy.

Ning Wuxin grabbed and pinched her own hand, making a vague sound uncomfortably.

Suddenly, he got up, sat up, and with a "wow", spit a puddle of filth on himself and the man, and then lay down unconscious.

With a blank expression on his face, the man took out a sweat towel from his arms, wiped his mouth slowly, got up and poured a glass of water, helped him to sit up, forced him to drink, and rinsed his mouth well.

Then, he began to peel off Ning Wuxin's filthy clothes.

His dark eyes stared at the skin that was gradually exposed, but his breathing did not appear to be rapid.

Only a steady voice said outside, "Master, the bath water is ready."

The man stopped and pulled down the bed curtain, "Come in."

The door was opened, and the two servants of the inn brought a large bucket of hot water, put down the bucket without daring to lift their heads, and hurried out.

"Stay outside tonight and listen to orders tomorrow morning."

"Yes."

The door was immediately shut.

The man stood for a while, then slowly turned around, came to the bed, helped the lying person up, and peeled off his clothes one by one.

Ning Wuxin struggled, but her consciousness was completely unclear, so she finally gave up and started crying.

The man took off his own clothes and carried him into the water.

He took a deep breath, pressed Ning Wuxin against the wall of the tub, and looked at him carefully.

Ning Wuxin embraced him, and suddenly said vaguely, "Your smell... seems to be..."

The man buried his head in the hollow of his shoulder, licking his neck inch by inch.

He had one night and was in no rush.

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When Ning Wuxin woke up in the morning, she had a splitting headache.

He held his head and tried hard to recall what happened last night.

The first thing that came to mind was Yan Yunqi's death.

There was a pain in my heart, and the boundless sense of gloom came over me again.

He sat up slowly, and felt his body sore where he moved.

Ning Wuxin was stunned for a moment, and touched his body under the quilt.

Wearing nothing.

There, too, it hurts a lot.

Ning Wuxin felt sour.

Last night...something must have happened.

He carefully recalled all the things he could remember yesterday.

Drink, drink a lot.

Later, somehow, it seems to be out of the liquor store.

Then, he remembered slapping someone.

Ning Wuxin lowered her head, her eyes were sore, lying on the bed, clutching the quilt tightly to cover her face.

The quilt covering his eyes gradually became wet, and he remembered who he had hit.

His voice was not loud, but he could not restrain his muffled crying until there were no more tears in his eyes.

Although not very clear, he also vaguely remembered that he was very active last night.

Sure enough, is it born rippling?

Is it okay for two people like that?

After crying, he got up from the bed.

He kept this matter in his heart and didn't think about it for now.

After confirming whether Yan Yunqi is dead or not, he will make a decision on how to find these two people and tear them into pieces.

He looked around, and it turned out to be the best hotel room in the city.

On the bed, there was also a set of light blue clothes neatly placed.

Ning Wuxin smiled slightly.

Did I really serve you well last night?

You actually left clothes for yourself?

He stood up and slowly put his clothes on.

Let go of all the things that happened last night, don't worry.

When Ning Wuxin came out of the inn, it felt like a lifetime away.

He walked with his head down, and slowly returned to Wang's residence.

Just as he was about to enter through the side door, he saw a person rushing towards him from the courtyard. It was Wang Zhengran with an anxious face.

Ning Wuxin shook his head and continued walking, he really didn't want to deal with this person right now.

Wang Zhengran held him back, "Where did you go yesterday? I've been looking for you in the city for a long time but I can't find you."

Ning Wuxin didn't want to fight with him, wanted to break free, but Wang Zhengran firmly grabbed his wrist.

Ning Wuxin said awkwardly, "Fourth Young Master, I don't need to report to you where I am going."

Wang Zhengran looked unwilling, and said anxiously, "Don't you know how I feel about you..."

Ning Wuxin couldn't listen any longer, and turned to leave, but suddenly heard a joking voice not far away.

Hearing this sound, there was a buzzing in his head, and he turned around quickly, his body was frozen like a wooden sculpture, and he couldn't move a step further.

Walking in front of him was Wang Zhengru, the second son of the Wang family, and a man.

This man has a slender figure, a handsome and elegant face, a gentle face, but a hint of domineering.

He looked at Ning Wuxin's hand that Wang Zhengran was holding, and immediately turned his head away, continuing to talk to Wang Zhengru.

Wang Zhengran asked Ning Wuxin, "What's wrong with you?"

Ning Wuxin didn't speak, her eyes were sore, but no more tears came out.

"Fourth brother, this is Master Shi Jingyunshi sent by the emperor to take charge of the elder brother's case. Come and meet me soon."

Wang Zhengran had no choice but to let go of Ning Wuxin, took a few steps to meet him, and said with a smile, "My subordinate Wang Zhengran has met Master Shi. I have seen the official document that the Lord is coming a few days ago, and the Lord has worked hard all the way."

Shi Jingyun said with a smile, "The fourth son is a man of talent, and he is indeed a hero. I'm afraid it will make many people fall in love."

Wang Zhengran hurriedly said, "My subordinates dare not praise Master Shi."

Ning Wuxin was still in a daze, her hands clenched tightly.

Shi Jingyun glanced at him, then turned to Wang Zhengru and said, "What should I call this young master?"

Wang Zhengran gave Ning Wuxin a pull.

Ning Wuxin hesitated for a while, and went up to meet her, but her voice was a little unsteady, "Caomin Yi Wuqing is treating the old lady in the Wang Mansion."

Shi Jingyun said slowly, "I will also live in Wang's residence. In this way, I will see Dr. Yi in the future."

Ning Wuxin lowered her head, her voice trembling, "...Yes."