Tang Shaoting was so depressed!
He chased the two dogs that were clinging to his bed away and continued to sleep!
Youyou saw the two dogs coming downstairs, but there was no sign of him. She waited for another half an hour, but he still didn't come down.
I called out several times, but he didn't respond.
At this time in the past, he would have returned from a morning jog with his dog. What happened today?
"Brother Ting? Are you sick?" She went up the stairs and shouted loudly.
Still without hearing his answer, she had already reached the second floor, "Brother Ting? What's wrong with you? If you don't say anything, I'll go upstairs!"
Tang Shaoting, who was covered in the quilt, heard her voice but remained silent. His sleepiness was completely gone.
"Brother Ting, if you don't say anything, don't blame me for going upstairs! I'm worried that something happened to you, so I came up to check on you!" Youyou stood at the door. The door was not locked and was half open. She shouted.
Still without a reply from him, she had no choice but to step into his territory.
His bedroom was large and simple, with a large bed that he could roll on, a wardrobe that took up an entire wall, and two bedside tables. He was lying on the bed, covered with a quilt.
"Brother Ting, I've asked you several times, but you haven't said anything. Don't blame me!" Youyou walked to the head of the bed, bent over, and lifted his quilt while saying, "Brother Ting, are you not feeling well? Why haven't you gotten up for so long?"
She lifted the quilt and saw that he had opened his eyes, looking haggard.
How could she know that this boring and sexy man couldn't sleep all night because of her!
Tang Shaoting glared at Youyou, who was wearing black high-waisted wide-leg pants, a blue and white striped shirt, and a ponytail. She looked young and energetic, like a schoolgirl. He felt both happy and angry at her.
"Mind your own business! Go away--" Before he could finish his words, Youyou's slender hand touched his forehead to test its temperature.
The way she checked her forehead's temperature seriously and considerately was truly charming.
Her hand left his forehead and returned to her own, making sure he didn't have a fever.
"It's not hot, Brother Ting, what's wrong with you?" Youyou asked with concern, leaning down with her lips almost touching his.
The man's sleepy eyes grew increasingly clear, their color growing darker and darker, their gaze growing more fiery. Her rosy, soft lips were right beside his, the sexiest "M"-shaped lips with a deep philtrum. When he spoke, a sweet scent lingered on his lips, stirring his heartstrings...
"Do you want to know what's wrong with me?" He asked roughly with a hint of evil on his handsome face.
He really feels unwell!
Youyou's heart suddenly hung in the air. "Brother Ting, what's wrong with you? Is it the sequelae of snake venom?" She asked with innocent concern.
As soon as he finished speaking, he leaned forward and fell on the bed!
The man lifted the thin blanket, turned over and pressed her under him. His tall and strong body completely covered the girl's slender and graceful body. All she could see was his bronzed, scarred, sexy muscles. The temperature was scorching...
He held my hand, pulled it towards somewhere, and pressed it!
Youyou's eyes widened as she heard him say wickedly, "Brother Ting is feeling uncomfortable here!"
He looked as bad as he could be, but he also touched her heart...
Seeing her stunned look, the man kissed her soft and sweet lips passionately.
!!!
Hmm...
He bullied her again and acted like a hooligan to her!
She was not allowed to protest. Her mouth was blocked, her hands were held, and she was kissed until she couldn't breathe. Her blood was boiling...
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