Daily life of the beloved wife of a wealthy president

The person on the bed frowned slightly, obviously not sleeping well in his sleep.

Then the pale lips moved, let out a slight moaning sound, and uttered a few words weakly: "Water, I want to drink water."

Even though Chonghe had good hearing, he had to put his ear close to hear clearly. He was startled, and then picked up the hot water prepared by Uncle Shell on the table, but he didn't move.

Wen Sui was still moaning, with his eyes closed, looking terrified.

Chong He's eyes darkened a little, then sat on the edge of the bed, gently lifted Wen Sui's body, let him half lean against his arms, then brought the water glass close to his lips, and touched it gently.

Wen Sui seemed to feel it. He opened his mouth and stuck out the tip of his pink tongue, licking the water tentatively, just like a cat licking milk.

Seeing him like this, Chong He raised his eyebrows, moved his throat slightly, and then calmly took the water glass away.

His wicked actions made Wen Sui even more uncomfortable when he couldn't drink water. After struggling a few times, he slowly opened his eyes.

There was mist in his eyes, he stared at the water glass close at hand in a dazed and dazed way, and said softly and weakly, "Let me drink water..."

He acted coquettishly unconsciously, and reached out to get the glass of water himself.

Chong He didn't try too hard, as soon as the water glass was in Wen Sui's hand, he leaned forward and gulped water, regardless of his mouth growing too big to make his throat hurt even more.

"Do you want more?" Chong He asked him, with a hand on his shoulder to protect him.

Wen Sui nodded, hummed, and looked at him pitifully with wet eyes.

Chong He got up and poured him another glass of water, stood by the bed and watched him drink up another glass of water before saying, "Are you more sober?"

Wen Sui looked up at him holding the water glass, but didn't answer his question, just said: "I want more, pour it for me."

Chong He was dumbfounded, did he treat him as a servant?

Where is the youth in the countryside, the young master of the country aristocrat is almost the same.

He was a good man to the end, and poured him another glass of water, and the kettle was also empty.

Wen Sui finally felt thirst quenched after drinking, and his throat felt much more comfortable. He licked his lips, and his pale lips became rosy and shiny again.

He handed the water glass to Chong He, watched him put it away for himself, his blank mind finally started to function again, and he was stunned for a long time before he realized what the situation was now.

A strange bed in a strange place, but a familiar person in front of him.

Wen Sui stared blankly at Chong He's charming face.

Chong He pursed his lips and smiled, his voice was low, "What? I have flowers on my face?"

He was joking, and that faint smile softened his inhuman appearance.

Wen Sui blushed, blinked his eyes, and said sincerely: "Thank you, you are such a good person."

I thought he was a big bad guy, but he was actually a good guy.

Sui Sui, who is sick and weak and needs to be taken care of, thinks so.

But it didn't take long for this idea to be completely broken.

Chong He returned to his expressionless face, and said coldly: "You're welcome, I'll leave here when you recover from illness, and I will have someone take you to the police station, and someone will send you home .”

Wen Sui: "!!!"

He wants to send himself away?Why is he so hard-hearted, besides, he was so unmoved when such a young and good-looking person came to his door, it was really incomprehensible.

It's not the same as the lively appearance on the bed, pretending to be aggressive!

Wen Sui scolded him in his heart, the image of a good man just now was broken by the words of congratulations on himself.

Wen Sui pursed his lips, put on a small face, and asked him bitterly: "Mr. Chong, can't I stay by your side?"

Chong He asked him back: "Why do you stay by my side?"

"Of course it's because I want to repay...you." Wen Sui swallowed the word "return" abruptly, and said confidently: "Besides, I'm still ill, and I can't go anywhere if I don't know the place I'm born in. I don't believe you." touch."

He grabbed Chong He's hand and touched his forehead again, the blush on his face was still there, he didn't know if it was because of illness or lying.

After touching him, Chong He put down his hand, just looked at him quietly and didn't speak.

Wen Sui couldn't figure out what was going on with him, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Chong, just let me stay by your side. I can help you with work. I know everything! I can learn if I don't!"

Chong He stared at that pretty little face for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Can you warm the bed?"

Wen Sui: "?"