When I returned to the hospital, Song Xijiao was sitting on the hospital bed eating.
Pei Zhiting moved towards the bed step by step without making any sound, until he stopped at the right side of the bed. He lowered his eyes and looked at the bed.
In front of her was a bowl of Thai coconut milk and galangal chicken soup, which was delicious and contained red dates, corn, carrots, lemongrass, galangal, etc.
The chicken was stewed till tender and fell off the bone easily when poked with chopsticks.
She ate while looking at her phone, and occasionally scooped soup with a spoon.
The soup must be delicious. Whenever she drank it, she always had a satisfied look on her face, and his heart was also filled with another strange sense of satisfaction.
"Jiaojiao." He tried to call her as softly as possible for fear of scaring her.
Song Xijiao looked up and smiled happily, saying, "You're back?" Then she put the spoonful of soup, which had been heated to the perfect temperature, towards his lips. "It's not hot anymore. Do you want to try it?"
Pei Zhiting held her right hand holding the spoon, looked at her with affection for a long time, and then slowly fed the spoonful of soup into his mouth, his Adam's apple rolling up and down as he swallowed.
"It tastes good. What Jiaojiao feeds is delicious."
Her beautiful eyes looked forward from the handle of the spoon, a little further forward, and all the way forward, she saw his lips moving.
The soup entered his lips bit by bit, and she actually heard the gurgling sound of swallowing food, and her face turned red.
She raised her eyes as if to hide something, but saw the heat in his eyes, and her heart beat even faster. As if he was deliberately tempting her, he stretched out his tongue and rolled the soup on his lips into his mouth.
"You...you..." How could you do this?
She couldn't say the rest of the words. She saw that his lips were very dry, so dry that they were peeling. The words on his lips became:
"Why is your mouth so dry?"
"I haven't had water for a long time."
"Wait a moment."
She immediately went to get her own water. She pressed the button with her right index finger, the cup lid popped open automatically, and she handed him the water.
"It's a little cold, drink it first, I'll get you some warm water."
"Need not."
After saying that, he took the cup of water from her hand, tilted his head back and drank the whole cup of water in one gulp.
Song Xijiao was stunned. His Adam's apple when he drank water was so sexy, and the way he drank water was also so sexy. She couldn't help swallowing.
"More."
Want more?
Song Xijiao took the cup, poured him another one and handed it to him.
"This isn't enough to quench my thirst."
"How about asking Pei Yu to buy you a bottle of mineral water?"
"Jiaojiao, you know I'm not thirsty for water."
It was her, she was the one, he had been hinting at her, didn't she understand his point?
She is the water and he is the fish. He is almost dying of thirst after being away from water for too long.
Song Xijiao hesitated for a few seconds and looked around. No one should come at this time, so she shyly raised her hands, hooked them around his neck, leaned her face over, and pressed her lips against his. The dry skin on his lips prickled her face and made her heart tremble.
…
Just as she was about to fall into complete chaos, footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door, accompanied by the nurse's voice:
"Where are the family members of the patient in bed number six? Why hasn't the infusion finished in so long?"
The nurse pushed the door open, saw Pei Zhiting, and greeted him.
Then, her eyes darted around the ward and finally landed on Song Xijiao's lips, which were glistening with moisture.
"Please note that the patient cannot do strenuous exercise right now, otherwise it will affect the wound and cause harm."
Song Xijiao's face flushed instantly, "We don't have..."
Pei Zhiting smiled calmly, held her hand, nodded and said, "I understand. We will pay attention."
Those young nurses were vying to give an IV to the patient in bed number six because of this.
After the nurse gave Song Xijiao an IV, she pushed the cart away.
As soon as she left, Pei Zhiting closed the door of the ward and locked it. He half-lay on the bed, and with a force, he made her fall into his arms.
"Has Pei Hetong ever kissed you like this?"
Song Xijiao played with his fingers, "I said, you are not allowed to be angry."
Pei Zhiting nodded.
"It's a lie to say we've never kissed each other. He always stops at the right time. He's enthusiastic at first, but later on, he's not interested anymore."
When she said this, a trace of sadness flashed across her eyes.
Pei Zhiting's heart skipped a beat. He held her hand tightly and wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing.
"One time, I took the initiative to kiss him, but he pushed me away impatiently, saying he was thinking of a plan and asked me to leave him alone. I was so upset that I hid in the bathroom and cried for a long time."
Pattaya is 154 kilometers away from Bangkok.
"Aya, what's wrong with your face?"
The curly-haired woman sitting in the car leaned out, grabbed the door with her hands, and looked at Aya who came out of the hotel with a look of surprise.
"That foreign woman wasn't afraid of death. I warned her I'd shoot her if she came any closer, but she seemed not to hear me and chased me all the way from the third floor to the first. I never imagined such a frail woman could fight like a madman. She kicked me in the waist and it still hurts."
Aya covered her waist with her hands in pain, pulled open the passenger seat and sat in.
"So where are we going now?" asked the man in the driver's seat.
"Let's go to Bangkok." Ayala closed the car door with a sinister look on her face. "Didn't that bitch want to save Pei Zhiting? Then I'll kill her."
"That bitch has recognized you. If we go to Bangkok now, aren't we walking into a trap?" the curly-haired woman asked in confusion.
"The most dangerous place is the safest place. They certainly wouldn't have thought we would dare to go to Bangkok."
Aya smiled sinisterly, "Wait until they let their guard down, then we'll surprise them and kill Pei Zhiting. Then the 50 million US dollars will be all ours."
"But how can we kill him? He must have a lot of bodyguards around him." The man in the driver's seat frowned.
"That's easy. The things Thailand has the most are guns and drugs."
"But we have no money." The curly-haired woman said weakly.
Aya pulled out a dazzling blue diamond from her pocket and said, "With this, why are you worried about not having money?"
This was something she pulled off Song Xijiao's ear. She originally wanted to snatch the bag, but the woman chased her and beat her like she was risking her life, so she could only take the diamond from her ear.
It looks quite big, so it should be worth a lot of money.
"Wow, where did you get that?" the curly-haired woman said in amazement.
"The woman pulled it on her ears."
At this point, Aya felt a burning pain on her face. That woman was sick. She kept touching her face. Was her face made of gold? She was almost rubbing her face raw.
"That woman is really rich."
"Of course not. How could Pei Zhiting's woman be without money?" Aya sneered. "But soon her man will die, and she will be in great pain. This is the price she pays for meddling in other people's affairs."
"Once we get the money, we will leave Thailand and live happily in another country."
"good."
"good."
The curly-haired woman and the man looked excited and said in unison.
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