I was spoiled after marrying a wealthy man

"..."

I seriously doubt that Bei Mingyu grew up eating ice cubes and drinking poison.

Otherwise, why would the words coming out of his mouth be either life-threateningly cold or too poisonous to survive?

Seeing me sulking, Beimingyu didn't show much expression.

It was still the same as before, he didn't open his mouth to comfort me, he was still busy with his business.

However, Bei Mingyu's signing hand became much lighter.

He must be feeling proud now. I lay down and ignored him.

My fever has gone down and I don’t need any more intravenous drips at night.

I thought I would be able to sleep well without the water pump.

But I rolled back and forth on the bed N times and couldn't fall asleep.

"If you keep going like this, I'll probably have to pay a lot of money!" Bei Mingyu, who was sitting on the sofa and reading documents, said calmly.

I sat up and glared at Bei Mingyu.

Why should he pay more if I roll on the bed?

Bei Mingyu raised his head and glanced at me, then glanced at the hospital bed under me.

(Bei Mingyu, who was used to a big bed, always felt that the small hospital bed was very fragile, so Shen Xingran kept rolling on it. He always felt that Shen Xingran could roll the small bed down.

It is a bit exaggerated to say that Shen Xingran will collapse the crib, but Bei Mingyu doesn't want Shen Xingran to keep going through this.

It doesn't matter much to him if he doesn't rest, but Shen Xingran is different.

She needs rest now. )

"If you continue to torture it like this, it will collapse! If it collapses, that guy He Shengnian will definitely exploit it and ask for a lot of money, saying how expensive his bed is!"

Oh, this guy can still joke, so I'll tease him.

"This bed!" When I said that, I patted the bed under me. "How could it collapse just because of me? It's just me rolling, not rolling with you!"

"Bang!" As soon as I finished speaking, the sound of an object being broken immediately followed. The pen in Bei Mingyu's hand had been broken into two pieces.

As soon as the pen broke, I remembered what I said, and my face suddenly turned red.

In the conscience of heaven and earth, I originally just wanted to shout at Bei Mingyu.

And what I pictured in my mind was two people lying on the bed.

That's right, just the kind of simple get out, not that kind of...

Bei Mingyu didn't look at the broken pen in his hand, but looked up at me.

"No, Beimingyu is not what you think!" I explained hurriedly, "It's not that kind of get out, it's that kind of get out!"

Alas, my tongue is fighting.

Whichever way it goes, it seems hard to explain.

"What kind is it?" Bei Mingyu didn't intend to let me go. He put down the half of the pen in his hand, got up from the sofa and walked towards me.

Beiming Yu was right in front of me, so I stepped back and explained to him hastily.

"It's the kind of rolling, not the kind of rolling! It's the kind of two lying on the bed..." I'm dizzy, dizzy, I feel like I can't even explain it.

"Oh!" Bei Mingyu got closer and closer to me, "The kind that lies on the bed?"

"It's the one lying on the bed. Hey, it's not the kind of lying on the bed!" Bei Mingyu leaned over and approached me, so I could only continue to retreat.

"Which one is it?" When Bei Mingyu said this, his body suddenly leaned down and hugged me around the waist.

"Beimingyu, you, you can't, you can't!" I was so frightened that I slapped Beimingyu randomly.

The more I moved, the tighter Bei Mingyu hugged me, "If you move again, I won't be responsible if you fall!"

"..." I turned back slightly.

At this moment, I was right at the edge of the bed. If Bei Mingyu hadn't hugged me, I would have fallen flat on my face.

I couldn't move any more, and Bei Mingyu's hand holding me became lighter, and he took me back to the middle of the bed.

After calming down for a while, we both realized that our faces were so close, so close that each other's breath reached each other's face.

Bei Mingyu's eyes were deep and intense, and the warm atmosphere reached the extreme.

I even felt Bei Mingyu's breathing becoming a little rapid.

Bei Mingyu's face lowered towards my face.

I hurriedly said, "Bei, Bei Mingyu, you can't mess around. I, I'm very inconvenient right now, Fang..."

"You are rolling around on the bed, are you unable to sleep?" When he spoke again, Bei Mingyu's voice was very steady, and his expression became very serious. It was not at all like what I just saw, with rapid breathing and evil intentions.

"Oh!" I said blankly.

It turns out that it was my misunderstanding just now. Did Beimingyu come here to ask me this?

I smiled sheepishly at Bei Mingyu.

Bei Mingyu seemed not to notice my embarrassment and continued to ask me, "Why can't I sleep? Is it because I feel uncomfortable? How about I call He Shengnian!"

As Bei Mingyu said this, he dug into his pockets to find his cell phone.

"No, no!" I hurriedly grabbed Bei Mingyu's hand, "I'm not uncomfortable! It's not because I'm uncomfortable that I can't sleep."

"Why is that?" When Bei Mingyu spoke, he lowered his head and looked at my hand holding her. (Her hands are so beautiful, white and slender, looking like they are held in the palm of her hand.)

"No, I'm sorry!" I immediately let go of Bei Mingyu's hand.

(Seeing Shen Xingran withdrawing his hand, Bei Mingyu felt a little pity.

He really wanted to hold her hand in his palm, but the gap between him and her was so wide and deep that he was afraid that he would scare her. )

"Then why can't you sleep?" Bei Mingyu's tone softened a lot.

"Because...it's nothing!"

I'm sorry to say it, but I'm almost back to normal now.

After all, the hospital bed is not my bed, and Xiaomi is not around, so I always feel like I can't sleep because I feel empty around me.

"Is it because Xiaomi is not here, so I can't sleep?" Beiming Yu said. (I’m really jealous of that dead rabbit.)

"It's a little bit, but it doesn't matter!" I lay back on the bed and covered myself with a quilt, "If I sleep a little longer, I'll be able to sleep."

Bei Mingyu stood on the edge, looked at me, then turned to look at the chair not far behind him.

When Bei Mingyu's eyes reached the chair, the chair flew in front of Bei Mingyu.

Then Bei Mingyu raised his hand again, and the documents on the tea machine flew over. Bei Mingyu took the flying documents, then pulled up a chair and sat down.

Just when I was marveling at Bei Mingyu's superpower, Bei Mingyu stretched out a hand in front of me and said, "Here!"

Bei Mingyu's hand came so suddenly that I didn't know his intention for a moment, "What?"

"Isn't it because I can't sleep without millet?" Bei Mingyu gently moved his hand, indicating that I could hold his hand and sleep.

"...Thank you!" I was stunned for a moment, then carefully took Bei Mingyu's hand.

I don't know if he was afraid that I would be embarrassed. After I hugged his hand, Bei Mingyu stopped looking at me. Instead, he flipped through the documents with his free hand and started reading.

"You..." I looked at the time and hesitated for a long time before asking Bei Mingyu, "Aren't you going to sleep?"