After the flash marriage, the billionaire president eavesdropped on my thoughts

It turned out to be brown sugar water.

I guess he bought it when he went out just now.

Song Mai felt warm in his heart: "Thank you."

Chu Xing lay back on the accompanying bed without saying a word.

The lights in the room were turned off again, leaving only a dim reading light at the head of Song Mai's bed.

The light shone on the man's face, making his three-dimensional features hazy and softer.

Before Song Mai finished his glass of water, the man's breathing had already stabilized.

She slurped up a whole cup of brown sugar water, and her whole body felt like it was soaked in the brown sugar water, warm and sweet.

It seems like it really feels good to have someone taking care of you.

The next morning when Song Mai woke up, Chu Xing was no longer in the room. The accompanying bed had already been put away, and there was a slight chill of early autumn in the air.

When he came back, he was holding two lunch boxes.

There was a sumptuous breakfast on the table, which made Song Mai wonder if he was treating her like a pig.

"This is too much."

She looked at the various breakfasts in front of her, her little face wrinkled like a bun.

"Not much. You're too thin. This is a good opportunity to catch up."

The man served her a bowl of porridge that was good for replenishing qi and blood, but Song Mai refused. She insisted on eating it herself.

She only had one hand injured, the other hand was not affected, so she didn't need him to take care of everything.

After breakfast, Jiang Jibai came to change her dressing as usual.

"The wound is recovering well. Dietary supplements are very important. Try to eat more supplements these days."

He bandaged Song Mai's wound with a new bandage before saying:

"Your physical condition has stabilized now. You just need to take good care of yourself and wait for it to recover. Doctor Wang from Zicheng Hospital will change your medicine in the next few days."

Chu Xing raised his eyes to look at him: "Are you going back?"

"Well, there is a patient with a rare disease transferred to Nandu People's Hospital. I am quite interested in her and want to go back to see her. In the later stage, she only needs to change the medicine every day. Doctor Wang's medical skills are not bad, so we can leave it to him."

Seeing him say this, Chu Xing nodded: "Okay, when are we leaving?"

"This afternoon."

"I'll take you to the airport."

Jiang Jibai suddenly smiled: "No need, you just stay here and accompany her. I don't need you to take me here specially. If you feel bad, just ask your driver to take me there."

Chu Xing didn't bother to be polite with him, he just nodded and agreed.

In the following days, Song Mai's life became extremely regular. He either ate or lay down every day, and occasionally he would call and chat with Grandpa Chu and Lin Ran.

Old Master Chu was heartbroken about the unexpected misfortune that Song Mai had suffered. Every time he called, he would ask about Song Mai's recovery, how Chu Xing treated Song Mai, and whether he had bullied her.

At the end, she would add that if he bullied her, she would definitely help Song Mai to teach him a lesson.

The way he doted on her was as if Song Mai was the biological granddaughter and Chu Xing was just adopted.

Chu Xing was extremely considerate to Song Mai, always thinking of her ahead of others, no matter how big or small the matter was.

Song Mai has been eating well and sleeping well these days. He is in good spirits and looks much better. His wounds are also recovering rapidly.

Finally, on the sixth day after being transferred to the general ward, she heard Dr. Wang say, "You can be discharged in two days."

The moment he heard the news, a smile immediately appeared on Song Mai's face.

But then the smile disappeared without a trace.

"What's wrong?" the man asked curiously as he handed her the peeled orange.

"Finally I don't have to lie in bed anymore, but my vacation is over and I haven't had much fun yet."

She only spent two or three days in Zicheng, and the rest of the time was spent in the hospital.

The trip to Purple City that she had been longing for ended just like that.

She didn't have time to stay in a five-star hotel, nor did she have time to eat the local delicacies. It seemed that she did nothing, but time had already passed.

Thinking about Song Mai makes me feel heartbroken.

She angrily stuffed the orange into her mouth and bit it viciously, as if she was biting those wanted criminals.

If it weren't for them, she didn't know how happy she would be.

The woman's mouth was puffed up like a puffer fish, so cute.

The orange juice exploded in her mouth and a little overflowed at the corners of her mouth.

Chu Xing took a piece of paper, sat down beside her and helped her wipe it.

"Don't be unhappy, we'll come again next time."

The man lowered his head, his eyelashes casting a circle of shadow around his eyes like a small fan. His skin was so good that even his pores were invisible, which made Song Mai, a woman, jealous.

His fingertips were slightly cool as he pinched her chin, his eyes fixed on her soft lips.

They were so close that she could even feel his breath, and it seemed that if he lowered his head a little more, his lips would touch hers.

Song Mai's heart was beating like a drum.

She didn't know if he could hear her heartbeat, but Song Mai's nervous breathing stagnated a little.

The slender, beautiful hand rubbed the corner of her lips. The woman's lips were slightly warm and cool, and looked as soft and delicious as jelly.

The man's drooped eyes dimmed a little, and a cluster of flames ignited in his eyes in an imperceptible place.

The next second, Chu Xing suddenly lowered his head.

His thin lips touched hers, and Song Mai's eyes widened instantly.

Unlike the last quick and intense kiss, this kiss was gentle and lingering, like the murmurs and whispers of a lover, leaving Song Mai with no feeling of being invaded at all.

She did not push him away, allowing Chu Xing to dance with her tongue, galloping around and conquering the city, and Song Mai was unconsciously deeply involved.

The man's eyelashes trembled slightly as he looked at the woman's closed eyes. The sense of accomplishment in his heart reached its peak at this moment.

Chu Xing didn't let Song Mai go until her breath was taken away and the oxygen in her chest and lungs became less and less.

She breathed in and out of breath, like a fish that had finally returned to the water.

Song Mai's cheeks flushed and she lowered her head, not daring to look at him.

Chu Xing did not intend to let her go. The man pinched her chin, leaving her with nowhere to hide and she had to look at him.

"Shy?"

There was a hint of hoarseness in his voice, and the low voice passed by her ears, making him even more seductive and sexy.

Song Mai wanted to bury her head in the quilt, her eyes rolling around, but she didn't dare to look into his eyes.

She shook her head stubbornly: "No."

"Then why don't you dare look at me?"

The man forcefully turned her face, and when she was not prepared, he pecked her on the lips, then quickly left.

Song Mai's face turned red all the way down to her neck:

"You, what are you doing?"

Chu Xing chuckled: "Don't you understand what I'm doing?"

Then he leaned down and put his chin against Song Mai's ear.

"I'm kissing you."

"boom--"