Ye Feibai panted slightly, looked at Su Ying's delicate lips that were red and swollen from his ravages, and his deep eyes knew deeply, he said in a hoarse voice: "Ying'er..."
Su Ying raised her hand and rubbed her lips vigorously, her clear eyes showed deep disgust.
Her expression hurt Ye Feibai's heart.
Su Ying didn't care, stretched out her hand and pushed Ye Feibai away forcefully, then stood up quickly.
Su Ying just wanted to push the door to go out, but the door didn't move at all, because it was locked from the outside.
Su Ying was a little restless at the moment, she didn't want to stay in the same room with this man at all.
As soon as Su Ying remembered the playful smile on Ouyang Liuyun's face, she clenched her hands into fists and narrowed her eyes slightly. She gritted her teeth and said, "Ouyang Liuyun, wait for me!"
Su Ying slammed on the door a few times, but there was no movement outside. She raised her fist and was about to slam it down, but she was afraid of waking her sleeping son next door.
She hesitated again and again, but finally gave up.
She turned her head angrily, and saw Ye Feibai lying motionless on the ground.
She just couldn't see it, and walked past him with a cold expression.
She sat at the table and poured herself a cup of tea.
She lightly took a sip of tea, her eyes unconsciously fell on Ye Feibai, and only then did she realize that something was wrong with him.
His eyes were tightly closed, his face was pale, with a faint look of pain, and there was still dense sweat on his forehead, and his slender and pale hands were unconsciously pressing his stomach.
Su Ying put down the teacup silently, and suddenly remembered what Luhen said, Ye Feibai fought for many years, his health was not good, and he had sequelae.
With such a body, he still drank so much alcohol...
Su Ying frowned slightly, and there was a hint of hesitation in her eyes, as well as a hint of distress that she didn't even notice.
At this moment, a gust of cold wind blows from the window, Su Ying couldn't help shivering, the night on the mountain is cold.
She took another look at Ye Feibai who was lying on the cold ground, fearing that she would catch a cold if she went on like this.
Su Ying hesitated for a while, but still smiled wryly and walked towards Ye Feibai.
Su Ying half squatted on the ground, and it took a lot of effort to drag Ye Feibai to the bed. After only a few steps, she was so tired that she was out of breath.
Su Ying laid Ye Feibai down on the bed and was about to cover him with a quilt when her wrist tightened suddenly.
Su Ying paused, and met his half-opened black eyes, which were full of drunkenness and slight grievance.
Ye Feibai pulled hard, and Su Ying, who hadn't fully reacted, rushed forward and fell into his arms.
Just as Su Ying was about to use her strength to stand up, Ye Fei turned over with a slight hook of her lips, and pressed Su Ying under him.
"You!" Anger appeared in Su Ying's dark eyes, "You let go!"
"It's so uncomfortable..." The drunk Ye Feibai was a complete rascal, frowning, he held her tightly in his arms and did not let go.
"You'd better stay away from me!" Su Ying wanted to push him away, but she didn't move at all.
"It's so cold..." Ye Feibai pressed his lips to her ear, and murmured hoarsely, "Ying'er, why are you so cruel that you won't even let me keep warm?"
keep warm? Su Ying forgot to struggle for a moment.
"It's really cold..."
Su Ying seemed to feel his body trembling slightly, and his complexion also looked very bad.
Su Ying froze there with some annoyance, she didn't know what to do in the face of such a fragile Ye Feibai.
The candle flames burned to the end at this moment, and the room became dark all of a sudden.
It was pitch black in front of Su Ying, only Ye Feibai's breathing sounded in her ears, as if she had fallen asleep.
She pushed again, and found that the man hugged her even tighter, and she couldn't move at all.
Su Ying couldn't break it no matter how hard she tried. After trying countless times, she finally gave up. She just stared at the pitch-black room. Aren't sick people more fragile? Why can't they get rid of it like an octopus
She fell asleep in a daze until she felt her body was completely numb.
When she opened her eyes, she met a pair of clear eyes.
Su Ying was slightly taken aback, it turned out that the sky had already dawned for some reason.
Su Ying frowned slightly.
Seeing the disgusted look on Su Ying's face, Ye Feibai slowly sank, exuding a gloomy aura, and his black eyes were arrogant and cold.
Seeing his expression, Su Ying snorted coldly, and pushed him away forcefully, this time without much effort, she pushed him away.
Su Ying stood up quickly, wanting to get out, but accidentally stepped on the quilt and tripped, her whole body involuntarily threw herself forward.
Ye Feibai's eyes flashed, and he quickly reached out to grab her wrist, and then Su Ying slammed heavily into his arms in an extremely ambiguous way.
Su Ying raised her head slightly, their faces were very close, and their breaths were intertwined...
At this moment, the door was suddenly knocked in, and then two childish ouches were heard.
It turned out that just now, two little radish heads crowded around the door to watch the excitement, and accidentally squeezed out the wood that bolted the door, and then the two small bodies rolled in.
Su Xiaorui: "It's all your fault, why are you squeezing me..."
Ye Xiaonian complained: "Can you stop being frizzy?"
Su Xiaorui insisted: "I blame you, I blame you!"
Seeing the two little buns fall at the door, Su Ying quickly got up from Ye Feibai's arms, and hurried over to help the two little buns up. She gently patted the dust on their bodies: "Why are you here?"
Ye Xiaonian glanced at Su Ying calmly: "We woke up."
Su Xiaorui looked at Su Ying anxiously: "Uncle Ouyang said there is a younger sister here, let's come and see her."
Su Ying was full of surprise: "Where is my sister?"
"My sister is here!" Su Xiaorui carefully stretched out her chubby little hand and touched Su Ying's stomach.
Three black lines suddenly appeared on Su Ying's forehead, and she cursed in her heart: "Ouyang Liuyun, remember this account for me!"
Ye Feibai stood up from the bed expressionlessly, and swept his eyes over the three of them.
"Daddy!" Su Xiaorui winked at Ye Feibai when he saw Ye Feibai.
Ye Feibai didn't seem to see it, his stern face was tense, but his pupils were cold and indifferent. He walked straight towards the two children and held their hands: "Go to practice."
"Okay, okay!" Su Xiaorui clapped his hands happily. What he is most impatient with is reading and writing, but he likes practicing and so on!
Ye Xiaonian has martial arts, he has suffered a lot recently, and he also wants to practice good skills.
Seeing the backs of their father and son leaving, Su Ying frowned slightly, and a complex look flashed in her eyes, but she soon felt relieved.