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Chapter 7 In your dream, there is no me

Now it seems that I really suffer the consequences.

A strange and familiar feeling swept over in an instant. For many moments, Mu Qingge's body became unconsciously twisted, and the numb touch was like ants crawling wildly. This feeling left her with no escape...

In a daze, she saw Yan Yuan's handsome face, looked at herself with interest, admired her embarrassed side, and couldn't help but feel a hint of hatred in her heart-

"Yan Yuan, you bastard!"

Unconsciously, Yan Yuan, who had been self-controlling, was unconsciously moved.

This level is not worth mentioning to him, but the woman in front of him is just the ability to provoke others. Yan Yuan never complains about himself and bullies him.

Even though he knew that the woman in front of him was like a patient on the verge of death, Yan Yuan could not help it. Rumo's eyes covered with a few firelights and said with a wicked smile.

"Yan Yuan, you bastard!"

Mu Qingge was so angry that he pushed away the man in front of him. The remaining reason tried his best to restrain his body's restlessness, and said coldly with his eyes in his eyes: "Yan Yuan, I don't want it! Don't!"

She can tolerate it, she can tolerate it!

Mu Qingge's teeth were piled tightly together, and they could bite and bleed...

"water……"

Seeing that her reason had gradually dissipated, she even felt like a fish that had been taken off from water. She was clearly soaked in sweat, but her body was gnawed in everything. This forbearing look made the man at the bedside dark.

What a stubborn woman.

Yan Yuan's deep eyes were a little helpless. He could save this woman, but because of her words just now, he restrained his body for a while.

Mu Qingge was held up by Yan Yuan. In a vague way, she seemed to be placed in a cold cellar. With the sound of "slam" water, she couldn't help but chill...

Very cold.

The coldness stimulated every pore of her. Gradually, the restlessness in her body gradually dissipated. The inexplicable flames seemed to be extinguished by cold water. Although they were still painful, they relieved her a lot.

"What a stubborn woman." Yan Yuan looked at the woman who was gradually quieting, and was quite amused and crying. He was obviously not able to bear it, but he was unwilling to ask for help from him.

However, as the woman with flushed eyes gradually became quiet, a different feeling suddenly emerged in his heart, a strange feeling...

——

Mu Qingge took a cold shower all night.

Although the effect of the thing subsided, she had a high fever in the second half of the night.

Looking at his little face that was still flushed due to a high fever, Yan Yuan's helpless eyes mixed with tenderness. He pressed his eyebrows and ordered his servants to call a private doctor.

I got an injection and took the medicine.

Yan Yuan's heart, which had been unstoppable for a long time, slowly returned to the spot, and was even a little annoyed. If he had known that Mu Qingge was so stubborn, he would not have rashly given such a heavy dose of medicine on this girl.

At this moment, he realized that at some point he had become concerned about this deserted and stubborn woman.

And Mu Qingge on the bed is not easy...

In the hazy dream, there were bizarre scenes. While jumping, she seemed to return to her childhood alley, and then to her parents' shop. She was jumping, and she was in the medical school with Jiang Zicheng.

Under the locust tree, he was as tall as jade, and his elegant and indifferent posture made her fall in love with him.

How could you dream of him?

Since she saw Lin Gui hang out with the man in bed, her heart died. Her initial dream was to open a clinic with Jiangzicheng and live a leisurely life like a leisurely person.

But now...

Looking at the familiar man in the dream, Mu Qingge's eyes unconsciously had tears in his eyes, and once again jumped, Yan Yuan's feminine and gloomy face unconsciously appeared.

That devil...

Why don’t you let yourself go in your dreams?

Mu Qingge couldn't help but tremble, and the bizarre scene became more and more messy. Inadvertently, the corners of her lips poured out unconsciously? A murmur came out—

"Zicheng..."

Yan Yuan's body suddenly froze, looking at the unsuspecting sleeping face of the woman on the bed with a dark face, and thinking about the name she blurted out just now.

Zicheng!

His heart was suddenly hammered by these two words. This feeling made him angrily want to smash the wall, as if a big stone was blocked from his heart, and it hurts more and more.

That is the name of a man! Who is that man? He can actually stay in this woman's heart, even in an unsuspecting dream, he can remember it in his heart.

But in this woman's dream, she didn't have herself!

This feeling made Yan Yuan even more angry. His chest rose and fell a few times. He finally couldn't help it, for fear that he would hurt the woman who had not recovered from anger and slam the door and leave.

The loud noise caused Mu Qingge to twitch in a coma and frowned in discomfort. After a while, he muttered to his dream again—

"Yan Yuan, you bastard..."

And at the same time.

"Check me out if there is anyone named Zicheng among the people around Mu Qingge." Yan Yuan held the phone, his deep and timeless face was covered with frost.

But there was a surprise on the other end of the phone, "A Yuan, what's wrong with you? Just check what that little doctor did?"

"Do not check."
Chapter completed!
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