Tang Qiaoer felt startled and felt that every heavy breath that hit the crook of her neck was as hot as flames teasing her snow-white skin.
Wherever she touched him, there was a blush of embarrassment.
"Shen Jingjue! Are you confused? What nonsense are you talking about? Shen Jingjue!"
The hot and humid sweat soaked through the man's thin pajamas, as well as Tang Qiao'er's clothes.
Shen Jing felt that he was in a daze due to the fever, his mind was in a fog, his whole body was in pain as if it was about to fall apart, and he was cramping and pulling out his bones.
He only has one thought, which is to hold the person he loves, no matter how cheap or rogue, he really, really doesn't want to let go...
"Qiao'er... don't leave me... don't hate me..."
The man's wet face was buried in her shoulder, and the sound of sobs in his throat was obvious. It sounded pitiful and heartbreaking.
Tang Qiaoer felt the heat on her shoulders. She couldn't tell whether it was his sweat or his tears.
In an instant, the infinite pain slowly spread from the deepest part of her trembling heart to all the peripheral nerves, tightening her soul inch by inch.
Shen Jingjue, how have you ever been so humble in front of me?
When I shed tears and risked all my self-esteem to beg you not to divorce or leave me, you ruthlessly threw the divorce agreement in front of me and forced me to terminate all relations with you as soon as possible. You were so arrogant, as if A heartless and desireless deity.
Tang Qiaoer looked at the man's embarrassment and suddenly pulled her lower lip, but her eye circles were red, "Shen Jingjue, are you confused because of the fever? What nonsense are you talking about."
"It's not nonsense, it's what I mean..."
Shen Jingjue shook his head stubbornly, with drops of water flowing down his handsome face, "Qiao'er... I love you..."
Tang Qiaoer's beautiful eyes shrank violently.
She strained her neck and her face seemed calm, but the tips of her ears were as red as if they were bleeding.
The man held on to his last bit of strength, raised his head, and reached out to caress his longing face.
His eyes were filled with the luster of deep desire, hazy and touching.
"Tang Qiao'er... I know what I'm saying... I said I love you... I only love you..."
The next second, Shen Jingjue lost consciousness, his vision went dark, and he fell heavily on top of her.
"Uh...bastard! Why are you here... Shen died!"
Tang Qiaoer's beautiful eyes widened, anxious and angry, she clenched her fist tightly and was about to hit the man on the back.
Thinking again that he was injured, he released his fist in mid-air, lightly covering his soaked back, and let out a faint sigh.
"If I had known today, why would I have to do it in the first place? Shen Jingjue... Loving you is too hard. Let's all move on."
*
Huo Ruxi and Han Xian arrived at the door of the villa at the same time.
Although Han Xian sometimes acts like a hot-blooded young man, he is the chief secretary to President Shen's CEO and is very good at observing people's emotions.
He could tell at a glance that Master Huo's expression was very, very bad.
"Secretary Han, how is your boss's situation?" Huo Ruxi asked anxiously.
"I vomited blood twice more and had a high fever."
When Han Xian thought of Shen Jingxu's painful appearance last night, he felt terribly uncomfortable and wished he could suffer for him.
"How the hell could this happen... Damn it!" Huo Ruxi's phoenix eyes were bloodshot and her fists clenched.
"I have already informed the young madam. Mr. Shen actually felt much better after taking the medicine given by the young madam. I think the young madam must have a way!" Han Xian has no good way now, so he can only take all the treasures. The bet is on Tang Qiaoer.
At this time, Huo Ruxi noticed the black Bugatti parked at the door, and he recognized it as Miss Tang's car.
He thought for a moment and narrowed his eyes slightly, "Wait a minute, let's not rush in."
"Ah?" Han Xian looked confused.
"It's rare for them to have some alone time. Let them stay alone for a while."
If we are brothers, if we are not complete at this time, then we are not considered brothers at all.
…
Shen Jingjue, who was 18.9 meters tall, fell there. Moving him back to his room was almost like Yu Gong moving a mountain.
Fortunately, there is an elevator in this villa. Tang Qiaoer dragged the dog man's body back to the room like a corpse. The moment she helped her to the bed, the man's hot sweat on her body was mixed with her own sweat, and her skirt was already wet. Soaked.
"You died all over again! I really want to dismember you!"
Tang Qiaoer was panting from exhaustion, but she still had no time to idle. She hurried into the bathroom, soaked a towel with cold water, and brought it over to physically cool down Shen Jingjue.
After finishing her busy work, the eldest lady sat down on the edge of the bed, too tired to move.
"I'm speechless. What are you doing with such a high fever? Do you know you are in trouble?"
Tang Qiao'er looked at Shen Jingjue, who was confused and confused due to fever, with a manic and depressed look. Her mouth was cold, but she actually felt very uncomfortable in her heart.
After all, it was because of her that he ended up like this.
"Qiao'er..." Shen Jingjue's eyes were closed tightly, his long eyelashes were trembling, and he even murmured in his sleep with nostalgia for her.
"Okay, okay, don't act like you're calling a ghost, I'm here."
Tang Qiaoer pouted her red lips and muttered to herself angrily, "If I had known there would be so much trouble here, I would have sent Ah Su here instead of wading into your muddy waters.
Just rest."
After saying that, Tang Qiaoer was about to get up and look for any antipyretics at home.
Suddenly, Shen Jingjue opened his eyes that were red from the heat and suddenly grabbed her by the wrist.
Tang Qiaoer's face changed in shock, and she struggled: "You, when did you wake up? Or... you didn't faint at all? You lied to me, right?!"
"I never lied to you..."
Shen Jingjue found it difficult to even breathe, but the hand holding her wrist used his last strength, as if he was afraid that she would escape, "I was just in a dream...I heard you seemed to be leaving, so I forced myself to wake up. coming.
Don't go...stay with me for a while, it'll be fine in a while."
His eyes, which were always as cold as frost, were completely moist, revealing a warm luster that was unique to her, deep and affectionate.
The tip of Tang Qiaoer's heart jumped slightly like a buoy floating in the middle of the lake.
But he still spoke sarcastically, without giving any face, "I contacted Han Xian, he will be here soon. I delivered the medicine, and you and I also went to bed, and I finished what I had to do.
But staying with you is not what I should do. We have divorced, Mr. Shen, please don’t force yourself to do anything."
However, as soon as Tang Qiaoer leaned forward, Shen Jingjue suddenly pulled her into his hot chest.
"Shen...ah!"
Immediately afterwards, a feeling of dizziness came, and Tang Qiaoer exclaimed.
The man suddenly turned around and held her down.
Afraid of being too heavy and crushing her, she propped her elbows on the bed, and the solid muscles of her arms dormant under her pajamas were looming.
The breathing of the two people was rapid, intertwined, and blended.
Tang Qiaoer looked up at the man's features, his pupils were clear and bewitching, like looking at the stars in the sky.
"Didn't you say...not to force me?"
She suddenly felt that her cheeks were hot and her whole body was numb.
A drop of hot sweat from Shen Jingjue fell on her face unpreparedly, but it burned a small scar on her heart, "What you said is really worse than shit. You slapped me in the face just after you said it. Recklessly?!"
"Who asked you to come and see me at this juncture?"
The man's thin lips slightly raised, his lustful heat wrapped around her delicate body, staring at her as if he was fascinated, "Miss Tang... you are taking advantage of my illness to kill me."
Tang Qiaoer's face turned red and she wanted to retaliate in embarrassment.
Shen Jingjue didn't give her another chance.
He pinched her chin with his fingertips, leaned forward and kissed her lips, domineeringly prying her teeth open, making her passionate...
…
Huo Ruxi and Han Xian just waited downstairs.
Han Xian paced back and forth worriedly, glancing upstairs from time to time.
Huo Ruxi, on the other hand, was sitting on the sofa with a gloomy expression, her eyelids lowered, and she repeatedly watched the surveillance video on the screen of her mobile phone.
He watched the clip of Shen Chulu being bullied by Huo Zhaozhao over and over again like a pervert.
Watch it over and over again, get angry over and over again.
"Master Huo, what are you looking at so seriously?" Han Xian came over curiously.
As soon as he arrived, Huo Ruxi raised his eyes coldly and said, "Go away, don't make the family scandal public."
"..." Han Xian was frightened by the sharp eyes and backed away repeatedly.
Huo Ruxi watched the video again.
When he saw Huo Zhaozhao approaching Shen Chulu, she curled up into a pitiful ball in fear, holding her head tightly with her hands, and her movements were so skillful that it made him feel heartbroken.
etc!
Huo Ruxi frowned and carefully observed Shen Chulu's movements.
Why does she look like she has a stress disorder? Could it be that she used to... often get beaten at home?
Was it because Shen Bailu always hit her that she reacted with such fear when Huo Zhaozhao attacked her?
is that so?
"When did you two come? How come you didn't even know you were there?"
Tang Qiaoer came down from the stairs and was startled when she saw the two gentlemen in the living room as quiet as chickens.
She was busy secretly adjusting her disordered breathing.
Huo Ruxi hurriedly put away her mobile phone, bared her white teeth at Tang Qiao'er, and raised the corners of her lips evilly, "Hey, aren't we afraid of making people uncomfortable? You two are like the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, who rarely see each other. How gentle. How gentle it is, we two gentlemen won’t get tired of having sex around each other.”
"Tenderly, you immortal Banban!"
Tang Qiaoer was so angry that she wished she could poke Huo Ruxi's playful smile into a showerhead with her high heels!
Huo Ruxi crossed her legs, twisted her waist, and looked at her carefully with her hands on her chin.
Seeing her rosy lips and cheeks that were still flushed, the battle-hardened Young Master Huo raised his eyebrows excitedly.
Brother, are you successful?
Oh~ He is really solemn on the outside but turbulent on the inside.
What a cheap bunch!
"Young Madam! You are finally here! We, Mr. Shen, are saved!" Han Xian looked at Tang Qiao'er with starry eyes, grinning and about to cry.
Tang Qiaoer didn't have time to correct a title now, so she said seriously: "Secretary Han, Mr. Shen's high fever is caused by the recurrence of internal injuries, so it should not be underestimated.
I have just contacted a relatively private hospital under our ks group, and I have also contacted the attending doctor. You and Mr. Huo should make preparations now and send him there."
Han Xian bowed deeply and said, "Thank you, Madam! I know that Madam Shen is in your heart! You will not leave me alone!"
"I won't leave him alone. It doesn't matter whether I have him in my heart or not. Don't force him to do anything."
Tang Qiaoer's mouth is so tough that she can act in a spy drama, but she just doesn't follow Han Xian's way.
She walked down the stairs and walked to Huo Ruxi with cold eyes.
Huo Ruxi looked at her, her heart trembled, and she felt an inexplicable sense of oppression.