little beast

Sheng Shuangxu stayed up all night half asleep and half awake in the living room. The next day, she felt dizzy and her throat was sticky.

The cold iron chain stuck to the side of his face, fused with his tears, Sheng Shuangxu tried to lift a finger, the air seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, he touched the collar of his neck, but the fingertip did not any touch.

The sky was almost bright, and the rain outside had stopped, Sheng Shuangxu's eyes were blurred, he couldn't see the time clearly, five o'clock?Or is it six o'clock?Sheng Frost Order cannot get an effective answer from common sense.

He was very uncomfortable, not the psychological pain after dreaming about Shaoqing, but his body, his back was sore, his blood vessels seemed to be frozen, and he couldn't even feel his own breathing.

Sheng Shuangxu's arm rested weakly on his chest, unable to move any more.

His cheek pressed against the cold marble floor tiles, as if he wanted to merge with the clean floor tiles.

His head dropped unconsciously until the tip of his nose touched a leather shoe.

The leather shoes smelled of dry dust, Sheng Shuangxu knew he should move them away, but he couldn't move like his hands, the chains on the collar seemed to spread through his flesh, firmly fixing his soul in the In the flesh of this pose.

Shen Chengan tapped his toes, Sheng Shuangxu's small chin was lifted obediently, he was as soft as a piece of silk, Shen Chengan released the strength of his toes, and he also fell down.

Shen Chengan looked at the soft Sheng Shuangxu who was resting on his toes, and said, "Get up and unlock the key yourself, and go back to the bedroom."

Sheng Shuangxu remained motionless, and murmured inexplicably in his sleep.

Sheng Shuangxu has always been very obedient, he knew that he needed Shen Chengan's money.

As long as Shen Chengan doesn't push this conservative and docile man too hard, Sheng Shuangxu will do his best to meet his needs.

Even if Shen Chengan went too far, he could still make the collapsed Sheng Shuangxu listen to him.

Sheng Shuangxu was afraid to hear that name, "Song Lingya", the girl who was defiled by Sheng Shuangxu in the rumors.

It is heavier than the name Shaoqing.

After all, Shaoqing's death did not involve his work gains or losses, nor did he have to be detained for fifteen days.

Shen Chengan didn't provoke Sheng Shuangxu with Song Lingya this time, he realized something was wrong before his patience ran out - there was not enough light in the living room, but the color of Sheng Shuangxu's face was obvious, his originally fair skin was so red Turned purple, his body trembled uncontrollably, and even Shen Chengan's feet, which were supporting his chin, trembled along with him.

Only then did Shen Chengan retract his feet, and squatted down to see Sheng Shuangxu's condition.

Sheng Shuangxu's forehead was hot, and the airflow he exhaled was also hot. He rubbed against Shen Chengan's palm like a cat, coveting the warmth of his palm.

Sheng Shuangxu said in a daze, "I'm so cold..."

He has a fever.

It rained all night yesterday, one autumn rain and one cold, and it was frosty all night, and my body really couldn't bear it.

Shen Chengan watched the teacher he respected prostrate at his feet, he should have been filled with the pleasure of revenge, but was overwhelmed by another unexplainable complex emotion.

This is what Sheng Shuangxu asked for, Shen Chengan thought to himself, although he saved Shen Chengan, then pushed him into hell and destroyed everything about him, Sheng Shuangxu did not deserve to be pitied.

Shen Chengan forced himself to think about the rationality of all this.

However, he hadn't had enough fun, and he couldn't let Sheng Shuangxu die of illness in his living room. He untied Sheng Shuangxu's chains, picked him up horizontally, and carried him to the bed in the bedroom.

Shen Chengan glanced at the time. It was ten past seven, and at 07:30, Nannie went to kindergarten, and he was also going to work. He didn't want to take Sheng Shuangxu too seriously—Sheng Shuangxu couldn't die at this time, he still Not enough to influence Shen Chengan to go to work.

Shen Chengan's life has always been very casual, he seldom gets sick, and rarely pays attention to his body, he rummaged through the medicine box at home, the medicine inside is probably as old as the medicine box was made—— He really hasn't replaced the medicine in it for a long time.

Shen Chengan rummaged for a while, and finally found a box of antipyretics, and only this box was still within the expiration date. He threw it beside Sheng Shuangxu's pillow, and said, "There is water in the cup, remember to take the medicine."

Sheng Shuangxu should have something to eat first, but he never had the chance to have breakfast, Shen Chengan did not allow him to leave the bedroom in the morning, and never allowed him to go to the table, so he could only wait for his aunt who came to work at noon to bring him food.

Shen Chengan neglected this point - but this small problem cannot kill Sheng Shuangxu.

Sitting obediently on the sofa with her schoolbag on her back, she tilted her head to look at Shen Chengan who came out of the bedroom.

The door of the master bedroom is mysterious to her, Shen Chengan does not allow her to enter, it seems that only Sheng Shuangxu and Shen Chengan can go through this door, she blinked, trying to see her father's face through the narrow door Condition.

Nannan also failed to see Sheng Shuangxu before going to school today.

Obviously before moving here, Sheng Shuangxu would personally send her to the kindergarten.

Nannan is a well-behaved child, she would ask Shen Chengan every day: "Why didn't my father come out for breakfast?"

Shen Chengan's answer was nothing more than "Dad is sleeping", or "Dad is already awake and still washing up."

And today's Shen Chengan said: "Dad is sick, I need to sleep a little longer today."

Nanna jumped down from the sofa and stared intently at the door panel behind Shen Chengan. At such a young age, she had already learned to worry, and said, "What's wrong with him?"

Shen Chengan has always been a little patient with children, but the girl is Sheng Shuangxu's child after all, and half of Sheng Shuangxu's blood was flowing on her body. He grabbed her forearm that was like a lotus root, and walked towards the door forcefully: "He's fine. Son, you go to kindergarten honestly."

The usually docile girl stubbornly refused to leave, and all the strength in her body was used to move towards the bedroom where Sheng Shuangxu was.

The girl puffed up her face and said with tears in her eyes, "Let me go, I'm going to see my father."

Shen Chengan regretted telling the truth, this little girl was usually quiet, but this time she was unexpectedly difficult.

Shen Chengan said: "Father has already taken the medicine and is sleeping. It doesn't matter if you come back to watch at night."

"I don't want it!" Nannan screamed, panting out of breath from crying, "You are a big villain! I want to take my dad out of here! Let me go!"

The girl was well educated by Sheng Shuangxu, she never yelled, she spoke softly to everyone, it was the first time Shen Chengan heard this little girl's scream, her sharp voice almost penetrated Shen Chengan's body ear.

Her heart is not good, Sheng Shuangxu tried not to make her too emotional, and Shen Chengan didn't want to let her cry, the consequences would be very troublesome.

Nannan is not as tall as Shen Chengan's legs, if Shen Chengan uses a little more strength, he can easily lift her up like catching a cat.

Shen Chengan was speechless.

I don't know who is following her stubbornness, Shen Chengan thought about her illness, and didn't want to embarrass her too forcefully, so he finally let go.

"You can only see him for 5 minutes," Shen Chengan said, "Once the 5 minutes are up, go to school obediently, and I won't bother you if you cry."