Emperor Shao chased his wife crazy

He Congjing showed a painful expression, and as expected, he quickly compromised: "It cost you money, thank you."

"go quickly."

"I see you go in before leaving." He Congjing insisted.

An Yu looked helpless: "This is the Ke family, who dares to touch me? Go, you have to take care of Yuzhi tomorrow."

Persuaded by her, He Congjing thanked her repeatedly, and then waved her goodbye.

An Yu watched the taxi out of sight, and the servant heard the sound of the car and walked out of the villa, helping her upstairs.

Too many things happened in the past few days, and finally the dust settled, An Yu looked tired and just wanted to take a good shower.

But the wound on her leg should not get wet, so she had to splash water and gently wipe her body with a towel.

Suddenly hearing the creaking sound coming from the door, An Yu tensed up, and looked towards the door in surprise: "Who?"

Didn't she lock the door?
"It's me." Ke Chenye's deep voice came from the door, and the footsteps came from far to near. An Yu hurriedly took the bath towel and wrapped it up, his face pale: "Get out! Don't come in!"

But before the words finished, Ke Chenye had already entered the room.

An Yu clutched the towel tightly, and looked at him defensively, her slender and fair legs looming through the towel.

Ke Chenye's throat moved slightly, and a dark color flashed across his eyes.

He put his hands on the edge of the bathtub and wrapped her in his arms: "It's inconvenient for you to be alone, I'll help you."

An Yu's heart skipped a beat, and she warned in a low voice, "This is the Ke family!"

"So what?" Ke Chenye raised his thin lips nonchalantly, the looming madness in his eyes made An Yu instinctively uneasy.

She couldn't help but stretched out her hand and pushed him, suddenly lost her center of gravity and leaned forward.

"Be careful!" Ke Chenye pulled her into his arms, and burned her slender waist with his hot palms.

The bath towel was half off, An Yu hurriedly wrapped it up tightly, but there was still a glimmer of spring.

Before, he was always asking for it in the dark, and this was the first time he had the opportunity to observe it at such a close distance.

The atmosphere became a little anxious, the more An Yu resisted, the more Ke Chenye couldn't help leaning forward, with an imperceptible obsession in his eyes.

"Hiss." An Yu gasped, with a pained look on his face.

"What?" Ke Chenye regained consciousness immediately, and looked down to see her hand on the stitched wound. His expression was clear, and a trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes.

He knelt down and took her hand away, and saw that the area around her stitched wound was slightly red and swollen, which seemed to be a sign of inflammation.

"Did you get the medicine back? Where is it?" Ke Chenye looked up at her.

An Yu subconsciously looked at the direction where the eye drops were located, without saying a word, Ke Chenye got up to take the medicine, sat down opposite her, and gently held her feet and placed them on his lap.

An Yu felt uncomfortable and wanted to retract her legs: "I will do it myself."

Ke Chenye frowned and pressed her restless leg, An Yu withdrew his hand resentfully, pretending not to care, but his face was as red as if he was about to bleed.

A smile flashed in his eyes, Ke Chenye quickly prepared to apply the medicine, and said softly, "It may hurt a little, bear with it a little bit."

"Ah."

Ke Chenye's eyes fell on her wound, and he applied medicine to her with the gentlest movement, An Yu's breathing was slightly disturbed, and her legs unconsciously dodged back.

"Don't move." Ke Chenye held her slender ankle, narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, "Now you know it hurts? Let's see if you dare not take your own safety seriously."

An Yu's thin white neck hangs down, and her jet black long hair pours down, making her small face, which was only the size of a palm, even smaller.

Ke Chenye stared at her with deep eyes, and when he thought of Chen Renzhi making her frightened, he couldn't control his hostility, his eyes were gloomy: "Next time, don't leave my people behind, I don't want to see you fall into the same situation .”

The bony fingers caressed her injured leg, and An Yu trembled violently like an electric shock, almost kicking him in the face.

Ke Chenye's eyes were dark, and there was a sigh in his voice: "It would be a pity to leave a scar."

There were only a few women he came into contact with, all of them were beautiful, An Yu looked indifferent, who knew if she would feel sad because of this kind of thing in private?

He is serious.

An Yu's heart skipped a beat, and her expression returned to indifference: "Whether I leave a scar or not has nothing to do with you, it's late, I want to rest, you go back."

She retracted her legs and looked to one side, her whole body showing a state of defense.

Ke Chenye stared at her for a moment, then suddenly got up and kissed her lips involuntarily, probing deeply.

"Oh!" An Yu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he stretched out his hand to push him away, but his solid chest was like a copper wall and an iron wall, which could not be shaken at all.

An Yu opened her eyes wide, and bit him hard with a savage heart.

Ke Chenye let go of her in pain, and a fishy and sweet breath spread in his mouth. An Yu stared at him, with an annoyed look on his face: "Why are you so crazy all of a sudden!?"

"It's not that you don't feel it, so why did you push me away?" A look of pain flashed across Ke Chenye's eyes.

An Yu was stunned, wiped his lips fiercely, and said coldly: "You misunderstood, I have no feelings for you for a long time, not at all."

That's right, she has been deliberately avoiding the truth, but even without Father An, she still won't be with him again.

Because she is now married to Ke Yuzhi, they are destined to never move forward.

Ke Chenye looked at her in disbelief, while An Yu curled her fingers tightly and raised her chin slightly to pretend she didn't care.

The two looked at each other silently for a moment, and Ke Chenye left without saying a word.

An Yu breathed a sigh of relief, brushed her body hastily, put on her bathrobe and locked the door behind her, then turned off the light and lay down.

But as long as she closes her eyes, Ke Chenye's painful and puzzled eyes will appear in front of her eyes.

An Yu opened his eyes, looked at the moonlit ceiling, and sighed in the darkness.

The wound was still aching, and she was thinking about Ke Chenye again, so she didn't fall asleep all night, and didn't show signs of sleepiness until dawn.

An Yu closed her eyes and fell into a light sleep. Not long after, a familiar bell rang.

"Hmm..." An Yu frowned and moved, and after a while, he realized that the phone was ringing.

She closed her eyes and reached out to touch it, and quickly got the phone and stuck it to her ear, with a lazy voice: "...Hello?"

"Miss An, I have already talked to the donor, and he is not very happy to donate bone marrow."

Dr. Wang's embarrassing voice cast a thunderbolt, and An Yu woke up instantly, and hurriedly sat up.

She accidentally pulled the wound, and couldn't help but gasped.

Doctor Wang on the other end continued: "As a doctor, I can only talk to him, I can't persuade him too much, you should go and communicate with him."

"I understand, thank you, Dr. Wang." An Yu's expression was full of gratitude.

She knew that Dr. Wang had tried his best. After all, this was a matter between patients. It was very good that Dr. Wang was willing to help her.

An Yu strenuously leaned over to open the bedside table, and took out a paper and pen: "Please tell me his contact information, I will talk to him myself."