President, please spoil me!

"Ma'am, water."

Xing Hua quickly looked away, holding the cup and gulping water, finally diluting the smell a lot.

Tong Ma said, "Ma'am, here is another bowl."

"..."

If the price of getting sick is to drink two bowls or more of traditional Chinese medicine every day... then she may never dare again.

After a lot of tossing, under the persuasion of Tong's mother, Xing Hua still drank another bowl bitterly, and almost didn't spit it out.

After drinking, I leaned back and fell back on the bed, as if I had passed through a catastrophe and regained my life.

Tong Ma went downstairs with the bowl.

After Huo Sicheng stood for a while, he said calmly, "Go to sleep."

After speaking, he also left.

Looking at his back, Xing Hua wanted to call him to stop several times, but her voice was still stuck in her throat.

In the end, he could only watch him disappear from sight after opening the door.

She thought that he would accompany her for a while.

…………

Huo Sicheng went back to the master bedroom and took a shower. He washed his hair as well, wiped his head casually with a towel, and then came out wearing a black bathrobe. The dripping drops of water flowed down the bridge of his straight nose. , the cool visual sense made his handsome face approach to coldness.

After checking the time with his mobile phone, he went straight out the door.

I wanted to go to my own study, but stopped after walking a few steps, turned back, and walked to the other side.

Push the door open and turn on the warm-colored lamp. This is another study room that Xing Wei almost broke into but was ordered not to enter. Stacked, neat rows of books.

Just looking at it, there is an indescribable sense of thickness.

He calmly walked to one of the rows, right on his chest, on the spine of a row of books were written the titles of different colors and the same font size - "Sauvignon Blanc".

The slender fingers took out the serial number two.

When the door of the master bedroom was pushed open again, the bedside lamp was still on, and the woman was already asleep.

He closed the door lightly, and walked to the bed with his long legs.

She was sleeping in the middle of the big bed, with her face pressed against the pillow, hugging the quilt and lying on her side, revealing her white jade arms, Huo Sicheng pulled the quilt over and covered her, the woman frowned and moved, but she still didn't wake up.

A few minutes later, Huo Sicheng pushed open the French window and walked to the balcony with the comic book on his phone.

On the right side of the balcony is a wall, leaning against a dark double sofa, with a wall lamp on one side, he sat down like this, with one leg casually resting on the sofa, in a lazy and careless posture, leaning on the sofa On the armrest, flip open the cover with long fingers.

…………

The night is already very deep, so quiet that there are only light and inaudible sounds of flipping books, and the evening wind of summer night.

"no, do not want……"

"No……"

"what……"

Xing Hua sat up suddenly, gasping for breath, as if she would suffocate to death if she didn't breathe any more, her eyes were dull and loose, she hadn't woken up from the panic and cold sweat in the nightmare, she was dazed and terrified.

A big palm caressed her face, and there was a familiar and deep voice, "Xing Hua."

There was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, which was cold.

She raised her head in panic, and saw the man's handsome and profound facial features. At this moment, she had no ability to think. Maybe she had, but she also gave up. She straightened up without thinking, and threw herself into his arms, tightly He hugged the man's waist tightly, like holding a drowning driftwood.

Huo Sicheng lowered his head and looked at the woman next to him with dark eyes. His body remained motionless, he only raised his hand to touch her head, and said lightly, "Okay, it's just a nightmare."

Her voice was still floating, and she murmured, "I want to drink water."

Huo Sicheng glanced at the head of the bed, picked up the water glass with his long arms, and handed it to her lips.

She drank in small sips, until she drank the remaining half of the glass of water, and finally managed to stabilize her mind.

The man put the cup back to its original place and asked calmly, "What did you dream about?"

"I dreamed..."

What did you dream about?

She clearly remembered when she woke up, but she forgot how to drink a glass of water, she raised her hand and patted her head, "I don't remember, why don't I remember..."

"It's fine if you don't remember, it's just a dream."

Only then did Xing Hua's spirit recover slowly. She blinked and looked up at the man who was hugging her, "Honey, why are you here?"

The man said quietly without changing his face, "You woke me up by your ghostly screaming. I thought something was wrong with you. Come and take a look."

"yes."

Is the sound insulation of the villa so bad?

"Ah."

Xing Hao was still thinking ignorantly, when the man said displeasedly, "If you still don't let go, how long do you want to hug?"

Only then did she realize in vain that she had been holding him all the time, let go of her hand in a hurry, and said embarrassingly with a red face, "I'm sorry..."

"..."

"It's late, go to sleep."

"Oh." Xing Hua glanced outside, it was still pitch black, she just felt empty in her heart, seeing the man turned to leave, she grabbed his arm without thinking.

Huo Sicheng looked down at her, "What?"

She took a deep breath, summoned up her courage and said to Ai Ai, "Otherwise...you should sleep here tonight, lest I have another nightmare and wake you up, I won't be so scared if you are here, you Don't bother...what do you think?"

Xing Hua originally thought that he would laugh at her regardless of whether she agreed or not, but he didn't expect him to agree easily without saying a single word, and said in a tone that couldn't have been calmer, "Okay, go to sleep."

She was stunned, "Oh...OK."

While talking, she stepped back half a meter to the side to make room for him, and then lay down obediently.

Huo Sicheng didn't look at her, he threw off the quilt and fell asleep.

"Won't you turn off the lights?"

"Need not."

"……Oh."

After closing her eyes for a while, Xing Hua felt that the breathing of the man beside her seemed to be even, so she quietly opened one eye to peek at him.

He was lying on his back, facing upwards, from her perspective, he could only see the line of his profile. He was handsome and plain, but... there was an indescribable alienation, as if he had become gentler and more friendly than before. She got a little older, but she didn't become intimate.

Even, further away.

Xing Hua thought wildly for a long time, but slowly fell asleep.

The man opened his eyes only after she really fell asleep.

………………

The next morning, there was no such embarrassing scene as last time, because when Xing Hao woke up, she was the only one left on the bed. She yawned and sat up sleepily. On to the bedside stuff.

She was taken aback, and overjoyed, she reached out and picked it up.

An ID card, Xing Wei, born in [-], with her photo on it.

She has cool short black hair, a beautiful and cool face, very white, and cool eyes.