Chapter 142

Chapter 142

Li Xingyuan's usual medicines are all available here at Ye Zhimeng's place.

She went out to get it for him, poured warm water, and squatted next to him.

"You have a bad stomach and you still eat so much spicy food. What do you think?" Ye Zhimeng asked.

Li Xingyuan opened his eyes, finally losing his annoying arrogance: "I thought you would stop him."

The tone was aggrieved.

Ye Zhimeng was speechless.

"Take the medicine." She handed the water and medicine to Li Xingyuan.

Li Xingyuan took it and drank it obediently.

Afterwards, Ye Zhimeng went to dry her wet hair.

She lingered, wanting to wait for the effects of the medicine Li Xingyuan had taken to take effect and fall asleep first.

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Back in the bedroom, Li Xingyuan was still curled up, but he seemed to be asleep.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

Turned off the light and slowly got on the bed.

Just lay down.

She hadn't yet breathed a sigh of relief.

The person on the other side turned around, touched her, and held her in his arms.

She was still cold.

Li Xingyuan was very gentle all over.

"You're not asleep..." Ye Zhimeng muttered.

"Almost." Li Xingyuan rubbed her neck affectionately, and his hands were very dishonest.

Ye Zhimeng held his hand.

His backhand was a ten-finger clasp.

Ye Zhimeng's heartbeat suddenly stopped.

"Don't be afraid..." Li Xingyuan kissed her earlobe, his tone as gentle as the spring breeze blowing on his face in March, "I'm just holding you to sleep."

Ye Zhimeng said nothing.

Li Xingyuan continued: "Little Ye Zi, don't be afraid of me. It was all my fault in the past. I will be kind to you in the future, even better than you are to me."

Regardless of that work notebook.

What was her starting point? But Li Xingyuan could see every bit of it inside.

It was all Ye Zhimeng's kindness to him.

His biological parents didn't understand him better than Ye Zhimeng.

If he could get her back to being nice to him in the past, he could do anything he wanted!

"I'm not afraid of you." Listening to Li Xingyuan's vague voice, Ye Zhimeng always felt that he was half asleep and not quite awake, so he would say such ridiculous things.

but......

Who doesn’t want to hear what the people they like say what they like to hear?

"Yeah, you're not afraid of me, you hate me." Li Xingyuan tightened his arms and buried his head deeper.

It seemed as if Ye Zhimeng would disappear if he relaxed a little.

Ye Zhimeng sighed softly: "Go to sleep..."

"Stomach pain..." Li Xingyuan said aggrievedly, "Before I had stomach pain, you would warm my stomach with your palms."

Ye Zhimeng was a little helpless.

There was silence for a moment.

She turned back, and Li Xingyuan also relaxed his strength sensibly.

The hands that were not yet warm were placed on Li Xingyuan's stomach and rubbed gently.

in the dark.

Li Xingyuan's eyes were always fixed on Ye Zhimeng.

Sudden.

he asked abruptly.

"If I were yours, would you give me to someone else?" Li Xingyuan asked.

Ye Zhimeng's hand stiffened.

Then he started a little harder.

Li Xingyuan subconsciously held her hand, brought it to his lips and kissed her: "You want to murder your husband?"

These words made Ye Zhimeng feel even more uncomfortable.

"You will not be mine, nor will you be my husband." She withdrew her hand, "Okay, stop talking nonsense, and go to sleep."

Ye Zhimeng turned back again, facing away from Li Xingyuan.

After a few seconds.

Li Xingyuan hugged her from behind again.

"Little Ye Zi, I am yours." Li Xingyuan said.

Ye Zhimeng pursed her lips tightly.

Pretend not to hear and ignore him.

But I told myself in my heart.

"all fake."

"rhetoric."