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881. Chapter 881 You will definitely fall in love with me 347

It's not enough that he loves her, no matter how domineering or selfish he is, everything he pays will be rewarded, and he will never do business at a loss.

An Xia asked in surprise: "One month? Don't you have to go to work?"

"I'm still at work, and it's already the Lunar New Year holiday. I plan to take a month off to relax. Why, you don't want to accompany me?"

An Xia blurted out: "Aren't you going to celebrate the New Year with your family?"

Emperor Yan's smile faded slightly and his attitude became lighter: "Family? I have no family." There are only enemies, only enemies, never family.

An Xia also understood that his family's attitudes did not bring any warmth to him. The string in his heart seemed to be plucked again and he said, "Where do we live?"

He naturally held her soft little hand and said, "That's the last room."

The climate in Ireland is not extremely cold, but a thin layer of snow has just fallen in the New Year. The rows of houses look very pleasing to the eye.

An Xia liked this place right away.

In another country, although she tried hard to prevent Yan Shaodi from being kind to her, she soon forgot about it because Yan Shaodi had a high fever again that night.

He was still awake and comatose sometimes. Doctors and nurses were busy in the room. Sometimes even the medicine didn't work. An Xia could only guard him day and night, and even used ice cubes to cool him down.

In winter, his body was terribly hot.

Several times, he was so burned that he could hardly feel his breathing, and An Xia was so frightened that he almost cried.

Even when he bullied her the most, and when she wanted to kill him, she had never felt so helpless.

She had thought about finding that weird doctor, but she couldn't contact Tan Yifeng and Ake at the critical moment. For a whole week, because she was taking care of Yan Shaodi, and there was only one Irish woman cleaning the house, there was no other way.

Servant, she has lost a lot of weight.

Yan Shaodi opened his eyes, his throat was extremely dry. He sat up and saw a glass of boiled water in the cabinet beside the bed. He drank it all in one gulp, and then his eyes fell on the window.

I saw An Xia with bare feet, curled up in that place like a kitten, sleeping soundly. Her face was very thin and pointed as if it made people feel distressed.

Why did she suddenly lose weight?

Emperor Yan's heart ached slightly.

Sometimes when he saw her weak look, he wanted to give her his heart, but he knew that as soon as she woke up, she would be as angry as a little wild cat and he would have to use strong methods.

In the past week, when he was awake, he could vaguely see her worried and sad look, and his heart felt soft again. Would this little guy also feel sad for him?

She frowned slightly. She wasn't afraid of the cold when she slept like that. Although the room was very warm, the window sill was made of marble, so it was easy to catch a cold while sleeping on it.

He opened the quilt, and his clothes were soaked with sweat on his back. He felt uncomfortable, so he simply took off his nightgown. The body lines of the man wearing only underwear were so perfect that even the most outstanding male models could not match his crazy figure.

Wild posture.

An Xia opened her eyes just in time. When she saw this scene, her face suddenly turned red, "Yan Shaodi, you... why are you taking off your clothes? Put them on quickly."

Wake up?

He strode over and smiled evilly, "I don't wear clothes in my own home, what's the problem?"

"What are you doing here? Emperor Yan, why are you hugging me? You are still sick, don't be like this." An Xia was picked up by him without any explanation.


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