Chapter 47: Sheng Sheng, a caring person

Nanchuan Shijue suddenly lifted the quilt, stepped onto the blanket barefoot, and approached her step by step!

Ning Fengsheng was forced to retreat by his gloomy face and leaned against the ancient bell behind him.

"You dare to leave!" He gritted his teeth, his legs wobbling as he walked.

Seeing him so weak is very different from his usual strong and powerful appearance.

He was clearly starving, his stomach growling from time to time, but he still stubbornly refused to eat...

I was so hungry that I didn’t even have the strength to walk, but I had the strength to smash things.

He is really good at torturing others, and he is even better at torturing himself.

"Why would I stay if I didn't leave? I asked you to take medicine, but you refused..." She had made up her mind not to say she loved him anymore.

She knew exactly what he wanted to hear, but now she didn't want to get entangled with him anymore.

"You said you were easy to coax..."

"Feed me..."

"I can't." You want her to be a servant again?

"You want me to teach you?" His hot breath brushed against her neck. He suddenly lowered his head and took the first button of her shirt into his mouth. "Just like I taught you how to unbutton a button with my mouth."

Ning Fengsheng was both angry and amused. Nanchuan Shijue took the opportunity to rest his forehead on her shoulder and acted coquettishly: "Hey or not?"

"Go lie on the bed and I'll feed you." Why is her heart so soft?

Nanchuan Shijue put his arm around her waist and dragged her back to the bed...

He was walking unsteadily, but he still insisted on holding her!

The two bodies fell back heavily on the bed together, and the whole bed shook violently!

"I'm almost dying, don't even think about leaving me alone..." He grabbed one of her hands and kissed it on his lips.

This familiar kiss, just like every time before...

Ning Fengsheng felt numb on the back of his hands and his heart felt numb as well.

Whenever she showed signs of softening her heart, she would tell herself harshly about the humiliation she had suffered these days, and—

The hurt he inflicted on Lin Leixi when they were intimate was always there in his mind whenever he closed his eyes.

She has a really severe obsession with cleanliness and she will never be able to let it go.

"Don't worry, you won't die... Just eat your food well, and I promise you'll be full of energy tomorrow!" Ning Fengsheng withdrew his hand, picked up a brand new box of medicine and opened it.

This man is only seeking death!

He probably got sick because he didn't eat and drank alcohol, which weakened his immune system. He probably took a cold shower again.

Because the Nanchuan Shijue she knew was as strong as a bull, had a strong physique, and rarely got sick...

Even when he was sick, he was very active at night!

Ning Fengsheng took out two pills and stuffed them between his lips, but he bit his fingers.

So hot——

The warmth from his mouth can melt you.

The man's hot tongue scraped across her fingertips, his eyes bloodshot like a crimson web: "Why don't you feed me? Are you trying to starve me to death?"

Seeing that she was standing there motionless, he pulled open her collar, revealing the hideous scar on her chest.

Could he please not use this trick every time...lifting up her clothes to show her so that she would feel guilty?

At this moment, the servant has brought the steaming bird's nest porridge.

Ning Fengsheng pinched the handle of the spoon and stirred it, then fed him a spoonful.

The shameful man turned his face to the side, and the porridge slid down his neck.

"Are you going to eat or not?"

"Don't you know the etiquette for feeding people?" He pressed his fingers against her lips, rubbing them maliciously, "Feed me here."

Ning Fengsheng glared at him angrily.

He acted like a naughty kid tonight...

Gurgle... Nanchuan Shijue's stomach growled again, and he seemed to be having stomach pain. His thick eyebrows were furrowed and his face turned pale.

Ning Fengsheng glanced coldly at the scar on his chest and said, "Okay... just consider it as something I owe him."

She took a mouthful of porridge and leaned over to cross the river.

The night wind blew up the gorgeous curtains, and the man's Adam's apple rolled as he swallowed.

The tester on his wrist suddenly changed its value, and his heart rate rose sharply - 190, far exceeding the 75 when he was calm.

Haha, Nanchuan Shijue, you are so good at kissing and having sex, but it turns out you can be nervous too?

She fed him mouthful by mouthful, and the man swallowed it mouthful by mouthful.

He licked the porridge from the corner of his mouth. Although his stomach was churning with pain, he could no longer taste the food...

But every bite this woman fed me seemed to carry her sweetness.

His eyes were dark and intense, as if the darkness was about to envelop her.

During the entire process of feeding Ning Fengsheng porridge, the man stared at her with extremely passionate eyes, his gaze never moving away for even a second.

Ning Fengsheng's cheeks felt hot when he was looked at, so she turned his face away.

He quickly twisted it back.

"Why are you looking at me..."

"The Shengsheng tonight is the Shengsheng who cares about others." Nanchuan Shijue sneered in a low voice, his eyes full of self-mockery.

He seemed to love being sick. She was willing to take care of him twice when he had a high fever...

The tenderness she showed him at this moment was something she would never be able to enjoy in her entire life.

“I’ve always felt sorry for people.”

"Really..." Nanchuan Shijue felt a pang of pain in his chest, "But I'm not among them?"

"Eat your porridge!"

When he finished feeding her the last mouthful of porridge, he suddenly fell into her arms, his face twisted in pain, and his big hands clasped around her waist were soaked with sweat.

Ning Fengsheng frowned and inserted his fingers into his short hair, only to find that his hands were sweaty.

"Does your stomach hurt?"

"What do you think?" He seemed to have endured it for a long time, his face turning blue.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier that your stomach hurts? Moss, do you have any stomach medicine?"

Moss hurriedly brought out some stomach medicine, Ning Fengsheng fed him the medicine, and then called a doctor to give him an IV drip.

Nanchuan Shijue lay on the bed, seemingly exhausted to the extreme, and soon fell into a deep sleep...

"The young master hasn't slept well in a few days. He can get a good night's sleep tonight."

"It's getting late, Moss, you should go to bed early." Ning Fengsheng placed a chilled towel on his forehead.

"Miss Ning, why don't you stay here tonight? Otherwise, the young master will wake up and make a fuss again."

Ning Fengsheng raised his left wrist helplessly, but it was being firmly grasped by Nanchuan Shijue...

He was holding her like this, and she couldn't leave even if she wanted to.

Moss's sad face immediately brightened up: "With Miss Ning by his side, the young master's illness will soon be cured."

It is more effective than injections or medicines.

…

The next morning.

Ning Fengsheng looked at the kiss mark left by Gong Ye in the mirror——

Fortunately, she was wearing a high-necked dress last night and used a thick layer of makeup powder to cover it up. Now the powder has been almost rubbed off, and after washing her face, it is all revealed.

She found a bandage and put it on to cover it up.

Gong Ye is really insidious. The kiss mark is very deep, and there are teeth marks. It will take three or two days to disappear.

She was afraid that Nanchuan Shijue would see it and get angry again and grab her to get angry.

It’s better to have less trouble than more.

"Ms. Ning, have you finished using the restroom? It's been over forty minutes." Moss knocked on the door cautiously. "The young master is still waiting for you."

"Do you guys want to see something more sad or sweet?"