Chapter 20 Did I Let You Go?
The man, however, masochistically enjoyed the pleasure and sneered, "Isn't it pleasurable?"
“…”
"You used to stab me like this, one needle at a time, and every needle pierced my heart." His scarlet lips sneered strangely, and his voice was so sinister that it seemed to come from hell.
Ning Fengsheng's forehead was covered with a large bead of sweat, and he tried hard to control the trembling of his fingers...
It worked this time.
She breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "Moss, give me the tape."
As soon as Moss handed over the tape, Nanchuan Shijue pulled out the needle, and this time even the entire medicine rack was kicked over.
"Get out of here! There are so many of you crowded here, are you hoping I'll die?" He swept his sinister and terrifying eyes around.
Moss had no choice but to lead the doctor away.
Ning Fengsheng bit her lower lip and looked at the bleeding back of Nanchuan Shijue's hand. She had worked hard for a long time and finally got the needle right, but he had no intention of giving her an IV.
He... was torturing her and torturing himself!
…
Heavy rain beat against the French windows, and Ning Fengsheng didn't sleep until midnight.
From time to time, she would apply an ice towel to Nanchuan Shijue's forehead or wipe away the sweat from his body.
He didn't want an injection, so we had to use the most primitive method to relieve his fever...
When she wiped his body again, her hand couldn't help but touch the scar on his chest, and her fingertips touched the hot texture.
"Go away." He shook her hand off, and there was a burning flame in his eyes when he suddenly opened them.
Ning Fengsheng was surprised. He hadn't slept at all?
"Don't touch me with your dirty hands that have touched others!"
"Nanchuan Shijue, why don't you sleep..."
“…”
"You can torture me, but don't torture yourself." Ning Fengsheng just checked his temperature, and it was still 40 degrees!
"Get out of my sight, I'm tired of seeing your face..." He growled harshly.
"Then you should have a good rest. You are sick now and you need to sleep." Ning Fengsheng put the ice pack next to the crystal ashtray, thinking of waiting until he fell asleep before coming in.
When I turned around, I heard the crisp sound of shattering glass: "Did I let you go?"
Ning Fengsheng was surprised. Didn’t he just tell her to get lost?
Her arm was grabbed by a fiery hand, and she was dragged onto the bed...
Nanchuan Shijue's hot lips lingered on her ear, sucking on the thin and tender earlobe. That was her sensitive spot, and he liked to lick it maliciously every time to arouse her senses.
"Shengsheng..." He whispered against her neck.
Ning Fengsheng's whole body was stiff, his back was tense, and the sky exploded in his mind.
…
In the morning, tiny specks of dust floated in the light of the sun that filtered through the gaps in the velvet curtains.
Ning Fengsheng raised her head and saw the man's strong and sturdy chest in front of her, with his bulging biceps resting on her small face.
Her slender body was only half his size, and his arms were thicker than her thighs.
The man put his other arm across her waist, holding her tightly in his arms.
Nanchuan Shijue's bones were much stronger than those of a normal person, and every muscle radiated with strength. But what completely contradicted his imposing figure was his face.
With his eyes closed, his face was straight and broad, his eyelashes were long and thick, and his facial features were so delicate that they looked like the most beautiful sculptures in the world.
She hadn't been held in his arms for a long time. The days when he used to hold her like a human pillow every day were gone forever.
Ning Fengsheng curled his lips and smiled, thinking of the tender time last night...
He had a high fever and his whole body was extremely hot, as if it wanted to melt her and merge her into one with him.
Ning Fengsheng looked at his face in fascination, wanting to trace his strong and handsome features with his fingers.
He is very handsome, more handsome than Gong Ye. Was she really blind before?
"Despicable." A hoarse sneer came from above. "The thermometer shows 39 degrees, and Miss Ning can't wait to climb onto the patient's bed?"
Ning Fengsheng's body stiffened, and his gaze met his angry eyes.
Nanchuan Shijue's face was pale, with messy black hair hanging down to his brow bones, and his whole body looked like a poisoned silver knife.
"Need I praise your improved acting skills? A few months ago, you would only take off your clothes if a knife was held to your neck, but now you play hard to get." His big hand roamed down, groping for the ambiguous red marks on her body.
“…”
"Why aren't you crying? Aren't you the best at pretending to be pitiful with red eyes?" He leaned his lips against her ear, and his thumb pressed heavily against her swollen lips. "Or maybe you enjoyed yourself so much last night that you forgot to cry."
“…”
"Why aren't you talking? You were screaming much harder than the club's top performer last night." Nanchuan Shijue said viciously.
Ning Fengsheng just looked at her quietly, his pair of black and white eyes shining brightly, listening silently to every vicious word he said.
Nanchuan Shijue suddenly raised his hand to cover her eyes: "Don't look at me with those wanton eyes of yours. Didn't you have enough fun last night? Do you want to seduce me for another time?"
Ning Fengsheng stretched out his arms, wrapped them around his neck, and leaned forward to kiss his vicious mouth.
Nanchuan Shijue's body suddenly stiffened.
"Your vicious mouth deserves a kiss."
“…”
"It was you who was relying on me yesterday. You had a fever, not drunk. You know it very well." Ning Fengsheng curled his lips and smiled.
Nanchuan Shijue frowned, feeling humiliated and angry at being told what was on his mind. He pushed her away forcefully: "Get out! You can't just climb onto my bed whenever you want."
Ning Fengsheng fell off the bed in pain, but fortunately the soft carpet cushioned his fall.
"Ning Fengsheng, if I find out you climb into my bed again... I'll chop off your legs!"
It was clearly him last night...
Ning Fengsheng picked up the nightgown that had fallen to the ground and put it on, and was about to go into the bathroom.
"You want to stink up my bathroom?"
Seeing him so energetic this morning, his high fever must be gone.
He had a high fever and was restless for half the night last night. After exercising for so long, he worked up a lot of hot sweat, which helped his condition.
"Master," Moss's voice sounded outside the door, "the medicine you requested."
Ning Fengsheng opened the door and took a bowl of medicine.
Nanchuan Shijue leaned against the headboard and sneered: "Birth control pills."
These three cold words made Ning Fengsheng's face change color.
Is this retribution? She once secretly took birth control pills and hid them in a box of vitamin C, but he found them.
"Don't tell me you expected anything else." He lit a cigar coldly. "Swallow it, in front of me."
"Didn't we agree that..."
"What did you agree on? Do you really think you can change anything? If you don't drink, don't force me to force you to drink!"
Ning Fengsheng looked at him with a sneer in his eyes and drank the medicine in one gulp.
When a bitter feeling rose in her throat, she felt her heart trembling...
The sweetness of waking up in the morning was all turned into bitterness by this bowl of medicine.
Nanchuan Shijue wrapped his lower body and walked in front of her, checking the empty medicine bowl, caressing the medicine juice on her lips, and smearing his fingertips with the juice on her collarbone: "I really should let Gong Ye see how his fiancée shakes under me."
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