Good Morning, Mr. President!

Chapter 1828: The love buried by time (46)

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Having said this, he paused for a moment, brushed away the messy long hair on her cheek, held her face with one hand, and looked at her with a persistent look, "This is just the beginning, but it will never end. I want you, whether you want to or not."

His eyes were so determined, and he was determined to win. Jing Yu's hands curled around his chest tightened slightly, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "Why me?"

"Why you?" Yu Zeyao laughed at himself, "I also want to know why you, but often this unreasonable desire is the truest voice in my heart."

Jing Yu looked at him, wanting to say something, but in the end, he said nothing and just slowly closed his eyes.

If she had not always known about the existence of Miss Mo, she would probably have fallen for his persistent gaze and sweet words.

She knew that no matter how much she resisted and rejected this man, some corners of her heart were still falling uncontrollably. Otherwise, if it was another man who violated her like this, how could he only get a slap in the face

This kind of uncontrollable emotion is what makes her most flustered and uneasy.

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Jing Yu knew that he would not let her go, so she closed her eyes and hoped that she could fall asleep quickly. However, lying on a strange bed, in the arms of a man she was not very familiar with, and both of them were half naked, it was really hard to fall asleep.

But looking at the man next to her, he had already fallen into a deep sleep.

He slept peacefully, not the rogue look he had when facing her, nor the elegant gentleman standing on the stage, but rather a little childish. Moreover, he was a domineering child.

Even when he was sleeping soundly, he refused to loosen his hands around her. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't push him away.

Jing Yu sighed and gave up. Looking at the unfamiliar ceiling and the man beside him, he felt that this was like a somewhat absurd dream.

After a long time, Jing Yu finally fell into a deep sleep in the middle of the night. But she slept very uneasily. She was woken up by the heat in the early morning, as if there was a fire burning her, making her sweat profusely. She tried to push the fire away in a daze, but no matter how hard she tried, the fire stuck to her like a mountain and remained motionless.

Finally, I felt uncomfortable enough to open my eyes.

When he woke up, he found that the fire burning him was actually Yu Zeyao who was lying next to him.

He was closing his eyes tightly at this moment, with great pain between his brows and a layer of cold sweat on his forehead.

Something is wrong!

Jing Yu raised her hand and touched it, and the burning heat in her palm woke her up instantly.

"You have a fever."

He didn't know whether he heard her words or not. He just snorted through his nose without even raising his eyes.

"Mr. Yu." Jing Yu patted his cheek worriedly, "Wake up, you have a high fever."

It must be because he drank too much last night despite his injuries.

Yu Zeyao didn't wake up. His body was burning hot, but he shivered. He held her hand against his face. Her palm was small and hot, which seemed to make him feel a little more comfortable.

"You have to go to the hospital now, it might be caused by inflammation of the wound." Jing Yu wanted to help her up. However, he was too heavy, and now he was drowsy and weak, and he couldn't use any strength at all, so she couldn't move him with just one hand.

Jing Yu was sweating from the tossing and turning, but she was unable to wake him up. She reached for his phone by the bed and wanted to call Zhuang Yan for help, but it turned out that his phone was encrypted and she couldn't open it at all.

That's right. As the vice president, there must be too many secrets in this phone that outsiders cannot see.

She had no choice but to get up and find someone.

Jing Yu didn't hesitate, put down his phone, opened the quilt and prepared to get out of bed. However, before he could pull his hand out of his palm, he was hugged by him with a little force.

Jing Yu pressed her whole body on him, but was afraid of crushing the wound on his abdomen. One of her hands was still held by him, and the other hand was supported on the bed. Her body was slightly arched, and her thin eyebrows were frowned. "Let go first, I'll go and call your assistant to come over for you."

He seemed to finally wake up a little, and opened his eyes with difficulty. Seeing her, the pain between his brows dissipated a lot, and there seemed to be a faint smile at the corner of his lips, "Don't go anywhere. I'm cold, you hold me..."

Perhaps because of his illness, his words were no longer in the tone of an arrogant command, but instead contained a fragile plea, which actually softened Jing Yu's heart and he couldn't bear to refuse.

But she remained in a stalemate, looking at him with complicated eyes, with a hint of entanglement and struggle in her eyes.

Seeing that she didn't move, he took her hands that were supporting her on the bed and held them in his. Without support, her body softened, and finally, she sighed, turned slightly to the side, not pressing on his wound, and gently wrapped her hands around his neck.

He smiled with satisfaction.

Such a beautiful smile.

Jing Yu was stunned, bit his lip, turned away, and murmured: "I am a doctor, I... can't leave the patient alone."

Yu Zeyao smiled, "Yes, you are a doctor, and doctors are kind-hearted, so you will agree to any request from the patient."

Jing Yu: “…”

After a pause, she added: "You suffered this injury because of me."

"Since you remember, I want you to pledge yourself to me, why are you unwilling?"

"..." Jing Yu ignored him. This man was still as shameless as ever.

"Hold me tighter with more strength. I'm cold." Yu Zeyao didn't dwell on this topic. He asked in a half-asleep state.

Jing Yu sighed. After looking at him with her clear eyes, she finally leaned into his arms.

Even I feel that I am too contradictory.

In fact, she should have just ignored his unreasonable request, but she softened her heart.

"You'll be at the hospital first thing tomorrow."

"As you say." His voice became softer and softer.

"You shouldn't drink alcohol now. You should be careful even when drinking water. Didn't your doctor warn you?"

He said bitterly: "Yes, I remind you every day, but some dinners are unavoidable."

Jing Yu lowered his head and looked at him with a serious look, "You are playing with your own life."

Yu Zeyao did not answer again, and seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep again. Jing Yu was no longer sleepy, and from time to time he covered his forehead with his hand to test his body temperature.

"Fish..."

I don't know how long it was, but he suddenly sighed.

Jing Yu was still not used to being called like that, but he still replied, "Are you awake?"

He didn't wake up. He leaned closer to her, his hot lips resting on her snow-white ear.

"Do you know that I have been looking for you for a long, long time..." He seemed to be talking to himself.

Jing Yu was puzzled, "Looking for me?"

He kissed her earlobe gently, and his hoarse voice made his words sound like sweet love words, "I think I really like you, otherwise, I would have given up in the past five years..."

Jing Yu was stunned, his heart was beating fast.