You, CEO’s Secret Wife

Jian Yun just smiled and did not speak. These people only saw Huo Liancheng’s good skin, but didn’t know how terrifying his person was. If Jian Yun were to choose, she would rather find an ordinary person who is honest and friendly like Luo Yanyan. , I don't want to be with Uncle Huo, who has a weird temper every day and a fickle temper.

Ruan Mian had a good relationship with Jian Yun. Seeing that Jian Yun seemed unwilling to talk about Huo Liancheng, she only said that she wanted to keep a low profile, so she consciously did not continue to listen to Jian Yun and Huo Liancheng.

Not long after, the car parked outside the Townsend Yipin community. Jian Yun didn't want her privacy to be discovered too much, so she asked Ruan Mian to park the car at the entrance. After she thanked her, she swayed back.

It was past 11 o’clock when Jian Yun arrived home. She ate late in the morning and didn’t feel hungry. But when she came out of the hospital, she passed the vegetable market and bought some food by the way, which she brought back in her carry-on bag. .

The room was quiet, there was no sound, and the furniture was spotlessly clean. Even the sofa that Jian Yun messed up when she left in the morning was cleaned up. I thought it was an aunt who came here. Jian Yun knew that someone would come to clean the house around ten o'clock every morning. I also cook when needed.

Jian Yun went back to the room and took a change of clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower. She is a little bit embarrassed to enter this bathroom now. If she is not careful, she will recall the scene she saw here yesterday morning, and she will blush. Heartbeat ears are hot.

Jian Yun didn't dare to think too much. She simply rushed down and put on her clothes and came out. She took the clothes to the laundry room and threw them into the washing machine. Jian Yun went to the kitchen, prepared to drink water, and made some food by the way, although she was not hungry. , But if you do not eat at noon, it will be uncomfortable in the afternoon.

To go from the laundry room to the kitchen, to pass through Huo Liancheng's bedroom, Jian Yun found that his bedroom door was open, she was curious for a while, looked inside, and suddenly saw someone on the bed.

Jian Yun was taken aback. She took a step back subconsciously, feeling that she shouldn't spy on Huo Liancheng's privacy. If he was not alone in his bed, wouldn't it be too embarrassing for her to stand here?

Thinking about this, Jian Yun took the door of the room easily. She felt that she had better be careful, otherwise, if Huo Liancheng was doing a shame exercise and was suddenly interrupted, she would definitely have to rush at her again.

However, at the moment when she closed the door, Jian Yun felt a little blocky and uncomfortable. She stood at the door and hesitated for a long time, but still failed to violate her inner thoughts, and opened the door and walked in.

After Jian Yun went in, she subconsciously looked to the ground first. There was only one pair of shoes and there was obviously only one person on the bed!

It's just that the person on the bed is lying there at this time, the iron gray quilt only hits his waist, his upper body is naked, his broad shoulders are exposed, his sturdy arms hang on the side of the bed, half of his face is buried in the pillow, and he is simple From Yun's angle, he could see his eyes closed, as if he was asleep.

Jian Yun couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but then she felt that this scene was too eye-catching, what he did, she was about to have a nosebleed after watching it!

Nothing, you have to get out of here!

Jian Yun quickly turned around to leave, but Huo Liancheng turned around at this moment. He seemed to mumble something, sounding a little uncomfortable.

Do you want to go and see him? Jian Yun struggled again.

Jian Yun felt that he must have been kicked by the donkey. He clearly told him to stay away from Huo Liancheng, why now he ran away in his bedroom and cared about him.

After some ideological struggle, Jian Yun finally walked over. She comforted herself. After all, living together, if he is ill, there are things that make him short and she can't get rid of the relationship.

Jian Yun tried his best not to let herself pay attention to Huo Liancheng's good figure. She sat on the side of the bed and looked sideways at his face. It was a little red. She reached out and touched his forehead. It was hot!

"Have a fever?" Jian Yun was surprised. Why did Huo Liancheng suddenly have a fever?

As soon as Jian Yun's voice fell, she realized something was wrong. She looked down and was shocked. Huo Liancheng didn't know when she woke up and was looking at her with his eyes open.

His eyes were like black jade, black and deep, like two vortexes, he wanted to **** her in.

"Yes, I'm sorry!" Jian Yun stood up quickly. She stepped back a few steps, with an awkward expression on her face. She didn't know where to put her hands, and hurriedly explained: "I see your door is not closed. , Just come in and have a look..."

Jian Yun realized that there was a problem after speaking. This was his home. Even if his door was not closed, she had no reason to go in and out of his bedroom casually.

Jian Yun thought that Huo Liancheng would definitely use his venomous tongue skills to humiliate her again. She felt that she was self-inflicted and humiliated. Forget it, she was used to it anyway. There was no difference between humiliating once and twice.

"I'm going out first!" Jian Yun saw that Huo Liancheng hadn't spoken for a long time, and didn't know what he meant, she twisted her fingers and turned to leave.

"Pour me a glass of water!" Huo Liancheng closed his eyes again and continued to lie down on the pillow, but his voice was a little dumb.

Jian Yun paused before continuing to walk outside. Not long after, she poured a cup of warm water in and handed it to Huo Liancheng, "Here!"

Huo Liancheng propped up his upper body, took the water glass, raised his head and drank.

With this movement of him, the quilt on his waist slid down, and Jian Yun's eyes looked over unconsciously. With this look, she saw that Huo Liancheng was only wearing a pair of short shorts...

Jian Yun immediately watched her nose and heart, telling herself not to peek, otherwise there will be needle-eyes, but this room is full of his taste, that kind of strong male surname, and the powerful hormones. I can't stand it anymore!

"You have a fever, wipe it with a warm towel." Jian Yun turned his head and handed the towel over again awkwardly.

Huo Liancheng glanced over at the corner of his eyes, but then lay down, "Don't wipe!"

Jian Yun's hand froze in the air. She took a deep breath and asked, "Do you have a thermometer at home?"

"No!" Huo Liancheng was a little anxious. He lay there, kicked on the quilt, and his long legs were so bright there.

Jian Yun was embarrassed to look, she turned her head, picked up a corner of the quilt, and covered Huo Liancheng again. She felt that his perfectly tight upper body was too an eye-catcher.

"It's hot!" Huo Liancheng was very dissatisfied with Jian Yun covering him with the quilt, and this time he lifted the quilt directly.

Jian Yun also knew that people with fever should not wear too much cover. The first thing is to dissipate heat. She really had no reason to ask Huo Liancheng to wear clothes, so she had to put the cold towel in her hand on his forehead, and then reached out to touch his palm.

The palm is cold.

When Jian Yun was a tutor, she saw an employer taking care of a child with a fever, and she also knew some common sense. Cold hands and feet are usually a sign of a high fever.

"Or, go to the hospital, you have a high fever." Jian Yun retracted his hand, still not looking at Huo Liancheng, and said with his head down.

"No! I can't die!" Huo Liancheng closed his eyes and squeezed his big hand. Just now Jian Yun's hand brushed his palm. The soft hand, warm, like a feather, made him feel unbearable.