…
Yun Jing shut himself in the room without turning on the heating.
She simply ran to the bathroom, turned on the cold water, and just stood under the shower, letting the cold water wash her.
Is not It Cold
It's terribly cold! !
She was shivering from the cold, her upper teeth trembled in shock, and her lower teeth were trembling, tears and nasal tears gushing out together... until she felt cold to the point where she was no longer warm, and her head was dizzy as if she would fall down at any time. Usually, she turned off the shower and walked out of the bathroom.
And here—
Jing Xiangyang kissed the woman below him wantonly, but damn it, all he thought of in his mind was the one who just turned fifteen...
Suddenly, Huanai's movements stopped abruptly.
The kiss stopped suddenly.
Hand, dullly pulled back from Yu Qian's skirt...
In his pitch-black eyes, there was a gloom.
Leaning lonely on the wall, he grabbed a cigarette, and then started smoking for himself.
You Qian was heartbroken and sat up and asked him, "Why..."
Jing Xiangyang spit out white smoke, "Go to sleep."
Especially shallow eyes are already red...
She didn't understand, what was hidden in his Jing Xiangyang's heart, why... He never wanted to touch her!
Suddenly, his phone rang when he fell on the ground.
Call... Yun Jing called again! !
You Qian saw the familiar and dazzling name at a glance! !
Jing Xiangyang picked up the phone, without even thinking about it, directly pressed the on-hook button, and left it aside.
A mouthful of turbid smoke came out from his breath, his sword eyebrows were drawn very deep, and his irritability was hidden in his eyes, clearly visible.
The phone rang again.
He didn't bother to hang up despite the bell ringing.
Because, apart from such an idiotic way to get him back, she couldn't think of a second way.
She is a patient, he is a doctor!
As a doctor with medical ethics, he wouldn't let her leave her alone, would he
But she was wrong...
She didn't even have a chance to tell him about her illness.
Because he doesn't listen to her call at all! !
Are you complaining that she disturbed him and You Qian had a love affair? So just ignore her
He Jing Xiangyang has never hung up her phone, this is... the first time! !
So, anyone with self-esteem shouldn't play it a third time, right
But, does Yun Jing still have self-esteem
Even the way to do this can be figured out. Does she really have the so-called self-esteem in front of this man
Yun Jing wrapped a long thin bath towel and sat by the window, looking at the faint night view outside the window, her little head getting more and more drowsy... In her ears, there was still a mechanical and cold sound that kept ringing.
"Sorry, the user you dialed is temporarily unanswered, please call again later..."
"Sorry, the user you called..."
"I am sorry… "
With a sound, she knocked Yun Jing's eardrums, which made her head sore and sore... Until later, she fainted completely without any sensation.
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Wee hours —
Jing Xiangyang's cell phone rang abruptly in the dark night.
The call wasn't from Yun Jing, but it was Sister Li
Jing Xiangyang was shocked, did not dare to delay any more, and hurriedly answered Li's phone call.
"Sister Li!"
He lifted the quilt and got out of bed, but his waist was held by a small arm, and he didn't move anymore.
"Master, something has happened! Miss suddenly passed out, her whole body is as cold as ice, come back and have a look!"
On the phone, Mrs. Li was almost crying.
Jing Xiangyang held the mobile phone's big hand and suddenly tightened.
"Sister Li, don't panic! I'll be back soon!"
With that, Jing Xiangyang hung up the phone, opened the quilt, and got up.
"Xiangyang!"
You Qian also got up with him, wrapped his arms around his waist, "You said you would stay with me tonight, not going anywhere!"
"Let go..."
Jing Xiangyang's voice was as cold as ice, without any temperature.
He reached for the coat on the hanger.
You Qian didn't let it go, "I don't allow you to go... Xiangyang, why do you lose control every time you mention Yun Jing? As long as you hear her accident, you will never be able to calm yourself!! She just called When it’s okay, aren’t you afraid that she lied to you to go back? She just wants to occupy you, afraid that you will be snatched away by me, do you know!!"
"Sorry-"
Jing Xiangyang grabbed her hands and hugged her.
"I am your girlfriend!!"
"You Qian, she is my younger sister! I can't let her leave her alone—"
He thought he could!
However, it was just that he hadn't returned for a night, but he felt that this night seemed to have passed a century.
He also knew that, perhaps as You Qian said, Yun Jing was just trying to trick him into going back, but even if he could guess it, he couldn't afford to gamble! !
What if she is really sick
He thinks he can't let her leave her alone!
Jing Xiangyang left You Qian's residence without turning back.
Looking at the back of him leaving, You Qian suddenly felt that he was really farther and farther away from him... Sister? What kind of sister does Yun Jing count as his
And Jing Xiangyang really just treated her as his younger sister, is that all
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When Jing Xiangyang saw Yun Jing who was fainting, she was really frightened.
His complexion was pale, not half bloody.
The palms are cold, and there is almost no temperature at all.
Lifting the corner of her bedding, trying to get a feel for the temperature of her body, only to find that she is not even an inch.
The body is even more cold like a piece of frozen ice! !
And her hair was spread out on the pillow wet, dyeing the entire bed cover wet.
Damn it! !
"Sister Li, how could this happen?"
Jing Xiangyang quickly pulled a dry bathrobe from the bathroom, ignoring the difference between men and women, opened the wet quilt, and wrapped Yun Jing's cold body.
He picked her up and walked to his bedroom.
Aunt Li hurriedly followed, "I don’t know. Miss did not want to eat tonight. Tonight I thought that she was hungry too, so I made some snacks and brought her to her, but when I came in, she passed out. By the window, I was scared to death!! Master, is she okay, Miss?"
Jing Xiangyang thought of the series of phone calls he had hung up, and felt guilty.
"Sister Li, first go to the kitchen and cook some ginger soup to ward off the cold!"
"Yes!"
Sister Li hurried downstairs.
Jing Xiangyang hugged Yun Jing back to his room, put it on the big bed, and sat down.
She wrapped her body tightly with a quilt, turned on the heating to the maximum, and quickly took the medicine to keep away the cold and reduce fever to Yun Jing.
Take out the hair dryer from the bathroom, sit in the quilt, let Yun Jing lean against her warm arms, wrap her quilt, and blow her long wet hair on her head.
Xu Yun Jing woke up from the faint in a dazed manner because Xu had taken medicine, or the sound of the hair dryer was too harsh.
The warm air sprinkled on her face, surrounded by the unique smell that she was familiar with, and wrapped her tightly... It made her suddenly seem to be living in a dream.
It seems so unreal! !
"Yun Jing..."
Jing Xiangyang stopped the hair dryer in his hand and lowered his head, looking distressedly at Yun Jing, who was slowly opening his eyes in his arms.
She still had a terrible expression, listless, and lacking energy.
The long arms clasped her subconsciously.
She was not wearing any clothes, and touching her smooth skin with her big hands made him feel a little bit hot.
"You feel better?"
He bowed his head and asked her.
Deep eyes, bloodshot of worry.
Obviously, her sudden illness really scared him.
Jing Xiangyang stroked her half-dry long hair with distress, and sighed helplessly, "I have told you how many times, you must dry your hair as soon as possible after washing, otherwise you have to get the root of the headache..."
It was obviously a reproachful tone, but he could clearly hear the pampering and distressed words in the words.
Yun Jing remained silent.
The eye sockets are flushed, and the eyelids are moisturized, like a knuckle in the throat.
She rolled over with difficulty, let herself lie down in his warm arms, hugged his strong waist tightly, choked up, and asked him softly, "Why don't you listen to my call..."
The words are full of grievances...
Jing Xiangyang's heart hurt...
The big hand grabbed her cold little hand and placed it in her palm, apologizing dumbly, "I'm sorry..."
Yun Jing’s lower lip was bitten tightly by her teeth, and the crystal tears were like pearls, constantly rolling out... Her tears fell on Jing Xiangyang’s chest and dyed his shirt. Wet, soaked into the skin... It's a little painful!
The pain went straight to the tip of his heart and spread over it!
It made him feel stuffy and painful even his breathing.
"do not Cry… "
He comforted her with a mute voice, and followed her back, "Why do you like to cry more and more recently?"
Yun Jing lay in his arms, crying, but still refused to let himself cry.
Jing Xiangyang felt distressed and didn't dare to say anything more, lest he said anything else would make her cry harder.
for a long time…
Yun Jing just lay down like this.
The distance between two people... a thin shirt.
It fits tightly on his sturdy chest, he can feel it so clearly!
Mouren sank deeply, holding her arm, gradually warming and hot, and also becoming a little stiff because of his uncomfortableness.
He patted her small waist lightly, coaxing her, "Let's put on the clothes first, and then go to bed later, okay?"
Yun Jing in her arms was still lying on her stomach and refused to move.
"Little San'er?"
Jing Xiangyang tried to call her.
"Tired..."
By implication, she didn't want to move.
Jing Xiangyang felt like there was no way to hold her.
She is a patient, no doubt, she is the biggest at the moment.