C267 Fever
C267 Fever
His palm touched a piece of warm skin. When he opened his eyes, he saw a piece of delicate and white neck. Under the contrast of the ink black hair color, it was even more pure white, making people have an impulse to move their fingers.
Very quickly, Lu Yiran took action. He tightened his arms and approached, his lips naturally sticking to it.
In just an instant, Lu Yiran sensed something strange.
He hurriedly turned Han Zhiyu over, and what entered his eyes was a red face. His brows were tightly knitted, and he looked very uncomfortable.
Shocked, Lu Yiran's large hand gently touched Han Zhiyu's forehead. It was boiling hot.
She had a fever!
Lu Yiran felt his heart ache and chagrin. It seemed that she only acted like this because she took care of him too late last night.
Without any delay, Lu Yiran got off the bed and immediately called the family doctor. After giving instructions, he returned and carefully covered her with the blanket and adjusted the temperature of the room's air conditioner.
"Zhiyu, Zhiyu?" Lu Yiran called out gently, but Han Zhiyu slept in a daze and did not have any reaction.
The family doctor arrived very quickly. Because she was pregnant, she took the medicine carefully and tried to avoid hurting the child in the womb. After that, the doctor exhorted the things to be taken note of and left.
Lu Yiran took the pills and water and walked to the bedside. "Zhiyu, can you get up and take the medicine?"
"It's so uncomfortable. . . " Han Zhiyu mumbled. Her mind was still not clear.
"Be good, you won't feel uncomfortable after taking the medicine. " Lu Yiran coaxed her and lifted her up. He let her head lean against his chest and then opened the medicine box. He took out one and carefully put it in her small mouth.
He then used a spoon to feed a spoonful of water, "Be obedient, quickly swallow it. "
But it didn't work at all.
"Woah. . . " The woman in his arms knitted her brows and moaned. She even spat out all the water and medicine. Her small red face kept rubbing against his chest as if it was very uncomfortable.
Lu Yiran frowned and thought for a few seconds. Then he took out another anti-fever medicine and put it into the cup. He stirred it with a spoon and it melted evenly.
"Don't move. I'll feed you the medicine. " Lu Yiran drank a mouthful of warm water from the dissolved anti-fever medicine and put it in his mouth. He pursed his lips and forcefully used his hands to hold Han Zhiyu's head. Then he lowered his head and pressed it against her lips.
When he touched Han Zhiyu's soft and bright red lips, Lu Yiran's heart beat fiercely. His thin lips were pressed against her red lips. It was hot and soft. This kind of beautiful feeling made people's heart palpitate and their feelings blurred.
That kind of feeling of being electrocuted quickly swept across Lu Yiran's entire body, making his breathing become chaotic all of a sudden. Lu Yiran endured the impulse in his entire body and used his large tongue to forcefully pry open Han Zhiyu's small mouth. He fed the medicine in her mouth into her throat and then used his lips to block it, not letting her spit it out.
When the bitter medicine entered her mouth, Han Zhiyu moaned and subconsciously wanted to dodge.
But her head was tightly held by Lu Yiran's hands and could not move at all.
With a trace of pain on her face, Han Zhiyu seemed to helplessly swallow a mouthful of saliva. She also swallowed the medicine together with the medicine and even wrinkled her delicate brows.
Seeing that this method was feasible. A faint smile hung on Lu Yiran's face. His eyes flashed with dense drowning and pity. He did the same thing and fed half a cup of medicine to the girl in his arms.
At the end of the feeding, Han Zhiyu seemed to have gotten used to this kind of action. She even took the initiative to open her alluring cherry mouth, waiting for his big tongue to invade and feed her.
This incomparably enticing action made Lu Yiran's eyes turn hot all of a sudden. He drank the last mouthful of medicine in the cup. He lowered his head and kissed it without hesitation.
This time, after Han Zhiyu swallowed the medicine, he did not immediately stretch his big tongue back. Instead, he could not help but suck her sweet tongue and quickly entangled with her.
His usually shocking self-control, every time he faced her, was utterly defeated, utterly defeated. . .
"Wu. . . " Han Zhiyu couldn't help but pout. She, who was half-awake, only felt that her entire body was burning hot, while the man's lips in front of her were like a clear spring.
Although it was a bit bitter, it was cool and comfortable, making her want to get closer and more.
Only, why did she feel like she couldn't breathe?
Her heart seemed to be beating very fast, and her face was burning. It was as if. . . Someone was kissing her?
Han Zhiyu tried her best to open her eyes to see clearly. Was there someone kissing her? If it was, who was that person?
However, her eyelids were heavy and she could not open them no matter what. She could only subconsciously reach out her hands to grab the neck of the man in front of her. It was awkward and clumsy.
However, Han Zhiyu's clumsy response had already made Lu Yiran overjoyed. He could not stop the movements of his hands at all.
He held her lips and sucked on her domineeringly and greedily. Her small and moist little tongue was too beautiful. It made his breathing become heavy all of a sudden.
This. . . Could it be considered taking advantage of someone else's situation? Even if it was taking advantage of someone else's weakness, He could not care about so much. The beauty of the woman in his arms had already made him completely unable to control his actions.
He suddenly lifted her clothes and covered her round and soft breasts with his big hand. Lu Yiran's eyes burned with flames.
The temperature in the room continued to rise, and the air was giving off an enchanting feeling.
Finally, Lu Yiran ended this passionate kiss in a sorry state. No matter what, she was still sick, and he couldn't do it.
Breathing heavily, Lu Yiran used his strong willpower and used a lot of effort to suppress the primitive desire in his body.
Putting Han Zhiyu on the bed and covering her with the blanket, Lu Yiran walked straight into the bathroom and took off his clothes in a sorry state. He walked to the bottom of the shower and poured cold water on himself.
In his mind, from time to time, it was her soft and alluring red lips that kept moaning and panting under his body. The heat on Lu Yiran's body could not be suppressed no matter what.
Han Zhiyu, this woman, was an alluring little demoness!
After coming out of the bathroom, he originally planned to stay and accompany Han Zhiyu to wake up, but he received a call from his secretary, Lee Feifei, informing him that there was a meeting in the morning.
In the end, he had no choice but to sit by the bedside and leave a kiss on the sleeping Han Zhiyu's forehead before going out.
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