But she also felt that her body didn't seem to have changed much
At least based on the experiences of her friends, I heard that the first time it hurts!
She felt so exhausted now, but she didn't feel any pain anywhere in her body.
So she must have really not been affected, right
Fortunately, fortunately…
Only then did Mo Xiaomeng know what fear meant.
Although she didn't know how Yesijue saved her, she was still very grateful. At least he woke her up.
So Mo Xiaomeng said to him, "Although I don't know your name..."
"Ye Sijue." He said suddenly in a deep voice.
Mo Xiaomeng was stunned for a moment, thinking she heard wrongly, "What is your name?"
Didn't he just refuse to tell her
Why did you suddenly change your mind
Ye Sijue frowned, looking a little regretful.
He didn't know why, but when he saw her expression of disappointment, he impulsively spoke out.
But now that he had spoken, he was not that stingy, so he said again, "My name is Yesijue."
"Ye... Si... Jue." Mo Xiaomeng read each word one by one, as if admiring the name, and a smile appeared on her face because she knew his name.
Yesijue looked at her, "What about you?"
"My name is..." Mo Xiaomeng paused, swallowed the name Anelle, and then said, "My name is Mo Xiaomeng."
"Mo Xiaomeng." Yesijue said with a smile in his tone, as if her name was interesting.
I have to say, this name suits her quite well.
Mo Xiaomeng listened to his deep and sexy voice reading her name. She didn't know why, but it sounded good to her.
There was a sudden feeling of dizziness in front of her eyes, and she staggered.
Ye Sijue's eyes were sharp and he immediately noticed her shaky figure. "What's wrong?" he asked, with concern in his voice that he didn't even know he had.
Mo Xiaomeng suddenly squatted down, covered her forehead with her palms, and said in a weak voice, "I feel a little uncomfortable..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he coughed, followed by retching.
Yesi Jue straddled his long legs, got off the bed, and walked quickly to her side.
At this time, I realized that there was a thin layer of cold sweat on her forehead. Her lips, which had just soaked in hot water and regained some rosiness, became a little pale again.
"I seem..." sick.
Before he finished speaking, Mo Xiaomeng's figure tilted and fell to the side.
Ye Sijue stretched out his long arms and caught her in time, pulling her into his arms.
A warm hand touched her cheek and patted her, "Hey, what's wrong with you?"
However, the skin touched under the palm of the hand was slightly hot.
Yesijue frowned and put his palm on her forehead to check her temperature.
damn it!
She has a fever!
He quickly picked her up, put her on the bed, and covered her with a quilt.
Mo Xiaomeng wrinkled her face, opened her eyes slightly, covered her chest with her hands, looked at Ye Sijue and said, "I feel so uncomfortable..."
"Be patient, I'll call the doctor."
Mo Xiaomeng whimpered, like an injured pet.
She rarely got sick, and even when she did, she never felt this uncomfortable. She felt like there was a hot current and a cold current flowing through her body.
Ye Sijue picked up the cell phone beside him and dialed his assistant's number with a stern look.
(End of chapter)