"Stay here and don't move, I'll be back in a while!"
Jing Yichen ordered coldly, his tone full of domineering and unquestionable.
Shangguan Ning huddled under the blanket, nodded obediently as if she had been bewitched.
A few minutes later, Jing Yichen walked in with a bowl of steaming ginger soup.
Shangguan Ning wanted to get up, but was directly hugged and sat up by a strong arm.
Her pajamas were only a thin layer, and his arms had been rolled up because of the ginger soup, so she could clearly feel the temperature of his arms.
She was not used to this kind of intimacy, but under Jing Yichen's sharp gaze, she obediently kept her mouth shut.
His gaze was colder than the ice outside!
She carefully took the ginger soup he cooked by herself, and drank it slowly one mouthful at a time.
The warm ginger soup warmed Shangguan Ning's stomach, making her feel much more comfortable, and her body began to gradually recover, not as cold as before.
Seeing that she had finished drinking, Jing Yichen conveniently put the bowl on the table next to her. Then, under Shangguan Ning's shocked gaze, he lifted her quilt, took out her feet, stroked them up with his big hands, and rubbed them gently and gently stand up.
"Don't, don't, I'll do it myself!" Shangguan Ning hurriedly stopped, her feet were held, her face turned red instantly.
Jing Yichen ignored her and continued to massage her feet.
Her feet were already freezing cold due to being exposed for a long time, even if she was covered under the quilt, there was no warmth at all.
He held her delicate and beautiful ankle tightly, preventing her from pulling her foot back.
"Don't move around, it will be fine in a while!"
Shangguan Ning was taken aback by his cold tone, and didn't dare to move again, for fear of offending him.
The hot temperature of his big hands came from his feet, and a strange feeling spread all over his body along the soles of his feet.
Jing Yichen originally just wanted to warm her feet, but when he rubbed them, his eyes were involuntarily attracted.
Her feet are slender and fair, like a piece of fine suet jade, with five round and lovely toes, revealing a light pink color, like beautiful pearls, without any flaws.
He kneaded her two beautiful feet back and forth, the movements became softer and gentler.
Taking advantage of his inattention, Shangguan Ning immediately pulled her foot back.
She blushed, whispered softly: "It's ok..."
If someone had told her before that that Jing Yichen would warm and pinch a woman's feet, Shangguan Ning would not have believed it even if she was beaten to death.
It is impossible for a noble, elegant, cold and indifferent person like him to serve others.
However, today, the facts were in front of her eyes, making her feel like a dream.
Jing Yichen didn't force her any more, turned around and went out to get some medicine: "You've got a cold, take the medicine before going to sleep, a bowl of ginger soup won't help."
Shangguan Ning obediently took the medicine from his hand and took it with warm water.
Then, under his oppressive gaze, he quickly lay down under the blanket, covering himself tightly.
Jing Yichen looked away from her chest, and swallowed involuntarily.
The neckline of her suspender nightdress was a little low, and the beautiful spring that had just appeared made him almost lose his self-control.
He stopped looking at her, and quickly turned off the light with his hand raised. Under Shangguan Ning's surprised and inexplicable eyes, he threw off the quilt and lay down in it.
"Zhaozhaozhao...Mr. Zhao!" Shangguan Ning immediately sat up in panic, hugging the quilt like a frightened rabbit.
Does this person have consciousness!
"Ok?"
Jing Yichen responded softly, with a slightly raised tone, full of seductive sex appeal.
"Let's sleep like this... Isn't it good?" Shangguan Ning was very anxious, and wanted to run out immediately, but found that he had nowhere to go!
Jing Yichen took a look at her, then hugged her into his arms, and said lightly, "Do you like to sleep in your arms like this?"
Shangguan slammed into a strong embrace coldly, shy and angry: "You have to push your feet! I thought you were a good person! Let me go, I want to go out!"
"It doesn't matter whether I'm a good person or not. The important thing is that you won't be able to get out tonight." Jing Yichen smiled, ignoring her struggle, and hugged her tighter in his arms.
"Be obedient, let's sleep like this today, I'm very tired, don't make trouble, let me sleep for a while."
His voice was a little hoarse, and it seemed to reveal endless exhaustion, which made people feel a little distressed.
Listening to his strong heartbeat, Shangguan Ning blushed slightly.
It was not used to being held by him, but it was surprisingly comfortable. She looked up at him, under the moonlight, he seemed more handsome and gentle than usual, his facial features were as perfect as carved out.
In the dark night, she could clearly hear her heart beating faster.
If this is a dream, then let her be willful once in this beautiful dream!
She stopped struggling, and hugged Jing Yichen's broad and warm embrace, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.
Jing Yichen waited for her to fall asleep before slowly opening his eyes.
He gently stroked her soft blue hair, looked at her beautiful face, and listened to her even breathing, his heart was full.
He gently pressed a kiss on her plump and smooth forehead, and hugged her in his arms, making her sleep more comfortably.
What a fool to trust him so easily.
Holding a stunning beauty in his arms, he needs strong self-control to bear it.
When she recovers, he will definitely not let her go!
The next morning, Shangguan Ning's biological clock woke her up from her sleep on time.
She opened her eyes, the sun was shining outside, and the people around her were long gone.
She quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
The wound on his head was still hurting, perhaps because he had caught a cold, Shangguan Ning felt dizzy, his nose was a little blocked, and he had no energy.
She lifted the quilt and got ready to get out of bed to wash up, but when she looked at her nightdress, she felt extremely inappropriate.
Last night, Jing Yichen's eyes on her chest were too burning, and he couldn't just walk out like this.
She dug out a white thin sweater from the closet, the size should be Jing Yichen's.
She hesitated for a moment, but still put it on her body.
Jing Yichen was tall, and his clothes on her body could cover even his buttocks. In this way, only a short hem of the nightdress was exposed.
Satisfied, Shangguan Ning rolled up his sleeves and went to the bathroom to wash up.
But as soon as she entered the bathroom, she bumped into a firm red man. Bare chest - on the chest.
She let out a low cry, and then the villain complained first: "Why are you silent inside? Why don't you close the door!"
"Does it hurt?" Jing Yichen said, stretching out his hand to rub the tip of her red nose, his voice was always cold, but there was an imperceptible pampering in his tone.
Shangguan Ning looked at his firm chest and those two little red peas, his whole face was burning hot.
"No... nothing!"
Seeing that she was fine, Jing Yichen withdrew his hand and walked out of the bathroom as if nothing had happened.
When he walked to the door, he heard him say lightly: "It looks good in my clothes."
Shangguan Ning became more and more embarrassed immediately, staring at his back and glaring at him fiercely.