Chapter 40 Coaxing Her to Sleep
Hearing this, Sang Muye stared at Shen Xingli with deeper eyes.
There is an indescribable complex emotion in my heart.
He felt sorry for the little girl, but also felt relieved that she depended on him.
She was frightened and the comfort she wanted was his kiss.
Sang Muye supported his hands on both sides of Shen Xingli's body, and his big hands kept stroking her cheeks.
The hot and wet lips fell on Shen Xingli's face again and again.
His voice was low and hoarse, filled with heartache.
"Li Li, don't be afraid. Everything is over. I will protect you well from now on."
His lips moved down inch by inch until they landed on those soft lips.
He did not plunder aggressively as he had done in the past.
Instead, he traced her lips bit by bit.
It was not until he heard Shen Xingli's rapid breathing that he asked in a hoarse voice, "Do you want the tongue-sticking kind?"
Shen Xingli looked at him with wet eyes and blinked gently.
The next second, her breath was gradually devoured.
A lingering and deep kiss gradually swept over her.
Gentle and tender, deep and shallow.
She didn't feel any discomfort, nor did she feel any breathlessness.
It was unknown how long the kiss lasted before Sang Muye slowly let him go.
The tip of his thumb gently rubbed her slightly red lips.
A low, hoarse voice came from his throat: "Are you feeling better now?"
Shen Xingli blushed and nodded.
Sang Muye held her head in his arms and coaxed her in a low voice: "Then go to sleep. I will always be by your side."
After saying that, he lay down beside Shen Xingli, gently patting her back with his big hands.
It looks like an adult coaxing a child to sleep.
Shen Xingli gradually adapted to the rhythm of his patting and slowly closed her eyes.
It was unknown how much time had passed before Sang Muye heard the even breathing sound from the person in his arms.
His slapping action finally stopped.
He lowered his eyes and looked at Shen Xingli in his arms.
It was not until this moment that the unspeakable fear came over me.
He didn't know what he would do if something really happened.
How to face Mr. Shen’s trust in him.
The girl he had always wanted to protect since childhood, just when he thought he was capable of protecting her, she still got into trouble.
Sang Muye had never regretted more than he did at this moment.
He regretted his carelessness and regretted letting Shen Xingli go to such a noisy place.
He regretted his self-righteous belief that no one would dare to go against him anymore.
Thinking of this, the veins on Sang Muye's neck bulged.
Just then, he received a call from his assistant Chen Nan.
He carefully took the phone into the bathroom and answered it.
"Who did it?"
"I don't know who those two people are. They just said someone paid them to defile my wife and then record the video and give it to him."
Sang Muye gritted his teeth and said, "Let them contact that person and tell him that the job is done. Let's see who comes to pick up the goods."
"Okay, I'll do it right away."
After hanging up the phone, Sang Muye went back to bed.
He held Shen Xingli in his arms again.
At three o'clock in the morning, Sang Muye felt that Shen Xingli in his arms was burning hot.
He immediately put his lips on her forehead to test it, and the temperature was frighteningly hot.
He called out softly, "Li Li."
Shen Xingli murmured "hmm" in a daze, with no intention of opening his eyes at all.
Sang Muye felt something was wrong and immediately called a doctor.
Twenty minutes later, the doctor took Shen Xingli's temperature and said, "39.5 degrees Celsius, which is really high. She must have been frightened, and the wound is a little inflamed. I'll give her a fever-reducing shot to see. If the fever persists, she'll need an IV drip."
When Sang Muye heard that he was going to get an injection, his brows immediately furrowed: "Can't I take medicine?"
Doctor: "The medicine is slow to lower the temperature. This temperature is too high. She's frightened and prone to convulsions. It will be difficult to treat then."
Sang Muye clenched his fist and responded indifferently.
He hugged Shen Xingli's head tightly, caressing her gently while coaxing her softly: "It's okay, just get an injection, it will hurt for a while and then it will be fine."
Shen Xingli felt a sharp pain on her buttocks and suddenly opened her eyes.
He groaned and said, "It hurts."
Sang Muye immediately soothed him softly, "You have a fever. You'll be fine after an injection, dear."
The fever-reducing injection really hurts.
Shen Xingli felt pain all over his buttocks.
She looked at Sang Muye with red eyes: "It hurts."
"Be good, it will be fine soon."
Sang Muye frowned and looked at the needle in the doctor's hand.
My heart was in my throat.
Only when he saw the needle pulled out did he slowly breathe a sigh of relief.
He gently stroked Shen Xingli's back with his big hand and coaxed her softly, "It's okay, the fever will go away soon."
Less than half an hour after Shen Xingli got the injection, he started sweating a lot.
The body temperature dropped little by little.
Sang Muye stayed by her side and took care of her throughout the night.
Either I helped her wipe the sweat off her face or gave her water.
Finally in the morning, my body temperature returned to normal.
He had just gotten out of bed when he heard the doorbell ring.
He walked over quickly, opened the door and saw Sang Yu standing at the door with tears on her face.
"Uncle, how is Aunt?"
Sang Muye glanced at her and said coldly, "How dare you come here? I asked you to take care of someone, and this is how you take care of me?"
"Uncle, I'm sorry. I was negligent. Please punish me. It's all my fault. I almost caused something bad to happen to my aunt. I feel so sad."
Sang Yu lowered her head, tears falling to the floor.
She has martial arts skills, so Sang Muye is relieved to leave Shen Xingli to her.
I didn't expect such a thing to happen.
Sang Muye glared at her and said, "I'll settle the score with you later."
After saying that, he let Sang Yu in.
Just then, Chen Nan also called.
"Boss Sang, we've found out it was Sang Jinnian. His assistant went to get something, but was detained by our people."
Hearing this name, Sang Muye clenched his fists tightly.
Sang Jinnian!
If it weren't for him, his mother wouldn't have committed suicide.
Now he's dealing with his wife.
He just can't stand seeing him do any good.
His finger bones cracked as he clenched them.
His teeth were about to be broken by him.
He looked at Sang Yu coldly: "Please take care of your aunt for me. I'm going out for a while."
Sang Yu heard what Chen Nan said, and she said with some worry: "Uncle, don't beat him to death, otherwise you will go to jail. If you go to jail, what will happen to your aunt?"
Hearing this, Sang Muye frowned.
The voice was cold: "I won't let him die so soon."
After saying that, he put on his coat and went out.
The old house of the Sang family.
Sang Jinnian was sitting in a wheelchair and watering the flowers with a watering can.
Suddenly, I heard a sharp brake sound behind me.
He immediately turned around and looked over.
Sang Muye walked towards him like a demon walking out of the dark night, holding a thorny whip in his hand.
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