After rebirth, hug my beloved wife’s thigh tightly

An Yifei felt extremely itchy on her body and wanted to reach out to scratch it, but found that her hand was shackled. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at the person holding her hand.

Song Yuchen's eyes tightened with blurred eyes, and bursts of heat surged from his lower abdomen. Now he was sitting on pins and needles, laughing at himself about his self-control.

Song Yuchen, who had always had strong self-control, was not worth mentioning in front of An Yifei. He turned his head and looked away, fearing that he would do something if he continued to look.

What a annoying little goblin!Let’s see how he deals with her in the future.

Not long after, Teng Zixuan arrived in a hurry and hurried to the bedroom upstairs.

"What's going on?" Teng Zixuan looked at An Yifei, who was uncomfortable on the bed, and then at Song Yuchen's big hands, with an unpredictable look in his eyes.

With a little embarrassment, Song Yuchen saw Teng Zixuan's frown. For some reason, he subconsciously thought that he had misunderstood something, and quickly explained: "I'm allergic to alcohol."

Hearing the words "alcohol allergy", Teng Zixuan's frown still did not relax, and he walked over with a somewhat unhappy expression, "Let me take a look!"

Teng Zixuan walked over and looked at the rash exposed on An Yifei's skin, took his temperature, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "It's nothing serious. I'm slightly allergic. I'll just drink less. I'll get an injection and some medicine." The fever went away in the evening.”

Song Yuchen on the side let out a long sigh of relief, and his heart dropped.

Teng Zixuan silently gave An Yifei an injection, gave Song Yuchen a box of medicine to take and apply, and explained the precautions. Before leaving, he patted Song Yuchen on the shoulder and said: "Don't let her drink in the future. She is The situation goes from good to bad, and maybe it will be worse next time than this time.”

"No way." Song Yuchen looked at Teng Zixuan with a dark light in his eyes.

Teng Zixuan didn't say anything more, picked up the medicine box and left Feiyuan.

After sending Teng Zixuan away, Song Yuchen returned to the bedroom. An Yifei, who had received the injection, was already asleep. Song Yuchen took the medicine and carefully applied it to the exposed skin.

It’s not good for such a little girl who loves beauty to have scars.

Song Yuchen didn't sleep all night, fearing that An Yifei would have some problems along the way. Fortunately, by dawn, her fever had subsided, and Song Yuchen finally breathed a sigh of relief and leaned on the chair next to her to rest for a while.

The morning sun shines through the window and falls into the room.

When An Yifei woke up and opened her eyes, she saw Song Yuchen resting on a chair. The dark green eyes made her feel a little distressed.

She wanted to get up, but she didn't want to wake up Song Yuchen, who was sleeping lightly.

"What's wrong? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

After waking up, Song Yuchen immediately stood up, sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand to touch An Yifei's forehead, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there was no fever.

An Yifei shook her head, looking at his anxious look, feeling very uncomfortable in her heart, and slowly said: "I want to drink water."

Hearing the sound, Song Yuchen immediately stood up, walked to the low table next to him, poured a glass of warm water and handed it to An Yifei.

Last night, he was afraid that An Yifei would be thirsty when she woke up in the middle of the night, so he went downstairs and brought up a thermos. After a night, it was just right.

An Yifei took the water glass and drank more than half of it in one breath before passing the water glass to Song Yuchen.

Taking the water glass, Song Yuchen took out a piece of paper and gently wiped off the excess water drops on her lips.

Just such an action made An Yifei's face turn red unnaturally again, and drunken memories rushed into her mind one after another.

Looking at the blushing An Yifei, Song Yuchen couldn't help but snicker at the side, but then he straightened his expression and said, "You came to my door to drink last night. Did you want to say something to me?"

It was really a word that woke up the dreamer. Hearing this, An Yifei suddenly became shy. Without the effect of alcohol, how should she say this?

She hesitated for a long time without saying a word, and even glanced at Song Yuchen from time to time, but she just didn't know how to speak.

Song Yuchen saw her dilemma, moved a chair, sat next to her, looked at her and said: "Since you don't know what to say, just listen to me first. After you listen to what I say, you can Decide whether or not to say what you want to say.”

"I like you, you don't have to feel any burden. If you don't like me, just tell me directly and I will find a way to make you like me. But if you don't like me, I will let you go."

"In my eyes, you are the best, you are not a burden. In other words, even if your depression is not cured, I will accompany you to cure it. I am willing to be the light that illuminates your darkness. "

"I approach you with a purpose, because I like you, so I approach you with the purpose of wanting to be with you. What I can promise is that I will never hurt you in this life."

"Perhaps you may be wondering how I know you, but I can't explain this matter. Do you believe in past lives? Just think that I am a person with memories of past lives, and I want to make up for you in this life."

"That's all I have to say, so do you still want to say what you want to say?"

Song Yuchen, who seemed calm, was actually very nervous inside. The clenched hands had betrayed him. Not only that, but there was also a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. He was afraid that what she wanted to say would be heartbreaking for him. .

An Yifei felt warm in her heart when she heard this. This was an unprecedented feeling.

The bud that broke out of the shell in my heart has gradually grown into a small tree, and it is still growing.

The throbbing in her heart made An Yifei's heart beat wildly, and her uncontrollable emotions were about to come out.

An Yifei stared at Song Yuchen blankly, clutching the corner of the quilt tightly in her hands, but the next second, she stood up and rushed over, hugging Song Yuchen.

Song Yuchen was so frightened by this unexpected movement that he didn't know where to put his hands.

All he heard was An Yifei said in his ear: "I like you too, Song Yuchen."

The sudden happiness stunned Song Yuchen, and he didn't know how to react for a moment. It wasn't until An Yifei said something that he suddenly woke up.

"Brother Yuchen, won't you hug me?"

After waking up, Song Yuchen hugged An Yifei tightly. The joy in his eyes could not be concealed. The two hugged each other tightly, immersed in the sweetness.

The two hugged each other like this for a while, until An Yifei's stomach growled.

"Hey, brother Yuchen, I'm hungry. I want to eat custard buns!"

An Yifei looked at Song Yuchen with some embarrassment, but there was nothing she could do. She didn't eat much last night and had a fever. She must have consumed a lot.

"Okay, let's do it for you! Let's go wash up together!"

Song Yuchen picked up An Yifei and held her hips with both hands, fearing that she would fall. He carried her all the way to the bathroom, placed her on the sink, squeezed out toothpaste for her, and then the two of them brushed their teeth face to face.

After brushing his teeth, Song Yuchen took out another face towel, wetted it, held An Yifei's face in one hand, and wiped it carefully with the face towel in the other.

An Yifei was immersed in the happiness of being taken care of throughout the whole process, looking at Song Yuchen with a silly smile, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart, is this the sweet love that Xiao Ya said?

After washing up, Song Yuchen took her out again and put her on the bed. He pressed a gentle kiss on her forehead, held her face and said, "Look at how stupid you are, just wait here for me. When you're ready, I'll give you to you." If you serve it, don't take it down, and your illness will be cured."

An Yifei nodded obediently, covered herself with quilt and sat on the bed.

Song Yuchen smiled fondly, scratched her nose, then turned and went downstairs.

An Yifei was left staring blankly at Song Yuchen's leaving figure with a silly smile on her face.

ps: Minors are not allowed to drink alcohol! ! !