Her burning heart felt like it was poured with a basin of cold water, instantly extinguishing the slightest bit of throbbing and obsession in her heart.
He Xi suddenly opened her eyes and forcefully pushed away Nangong Yu who was hugging her.
With a loud "bang", Nangong Yu was pushed hard against the edge of the bathtub and let out a muffled groan.
His face, which had originally regained some vitality, turned extremely pale again, and even his skin became cold and transparent again.
The door of the room was pushed open instantly, and Qinglong rushed in. Seeing Nangong Yu standing awake, he couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Master, you're awake!"
Nangong Yu's face turned livid, and he stared at He Xi without blinking, and said only three words coldly: "Get out!"
Qinglong shuddered at Nangong Yu's roar, then looked at Hexi whose clothes were also wet, his face suddenly turned red, and he retreated in a hurry.
He Xi and Nangong Yu were the only ones left in the room again, but this time, the atmosphere between them was no longer ambiguous and affectionate, but rather had a hint of frost.
He Xi looked at Nangong Yu's pale face, feeling a little guilty. He hurriedly stepped forward, took his hand and felt his pulse, and asked worriedly, "How do you feel now?"
Nangong Yu, however, grabbed He Xi's small hand and pulled her in front of him, staring at her with his sharp eyes, as if he wanted to see through her from inside out.
He Xi felt the trembling coldness of his palm and couldn't help but said anxiously: "Why don't you let go? Let me help you check it!"
Unexpectedly, Nangong Yu not only did not let go, but his grip on her palm suddenly tightened, and his voice was low with suppressed anger, "Xi'er, why were you distracted just now, why did you push me away? Who were you thinking of when you were in my arms just now?"
Because I care about her, I am sensitive. Because I have kept her in my heart, I cannot bear to see her being owned by anyone else.
Nangong Yu could feel the sadness, resentment and determination emanating from He Xi at that moment. What kind of experience could cause her to have such strong emotional fluctuations? Who was she sad for, and who was she heartbroken for
Whenever he thought about the fact that his Xier once had another person in her heart, Nangong Yu couldn't suppress the bloodthirsty murderous intent in his heart. If that person was in front of him, he would definitely tear him into pieces.
He Xi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly shook off his hand and said sternly: "I don't know what you are talking about? Sit down quickly and let me take a look at your injuries. The medicine has not yet completely penetrated into your body. If it backfires, your injuries will become more and more serious. Do you want to die?"
Nangong Yu remained unmoved, staring at her intently, as if he wanted to see deep into her heart.
He Xi felt uneasy at being stared at by such a domineering and stubborn gaze, but at the same time, she could see that Nangong Yu's face was getting uglier and uglier. She hated his aggressiveness and herself for worrying about him so much. She couldn't help but get angry and said, "We are not related at all. At most, we are casual acquaintances. Isn't it normal for me to push you away? Facing the frivolousness of strangers, I shouldn't resist, or do you think I should accept any man who has only known me for more than a month?"
Nangong Yu's face suddenly became even gloomier, his beautiful eyes seemed to be spitting fire, his hand stretched out as fast as lightning, grabbed He Xi's waist and pulled her into his arms, then sneered: "Haha, no relatives? In Xi'er's eyes, I am just a stranger with no relatives or friends?" (To be continued)