After the divorce, I was haunted by the sickly fifth master

"Same as me, what like me?!" Nanhuang's face tightened from a distance of one meter.

Rong Wuye pursed his lips and wanted to speak, but he didn't dare.

Nanhuang asked: "Rong Feng, have you ever thought about how I would feel when I watched you jump off the building?"

Nanhuang's nose felt sore, "I'll dance it once and show it to you. You can lay out ten or eight air mattresses for me and see how you feel!"

Rong Feng was stunned. Without hesitation: "No!"

"Then why can you?" asked.

His face was full of panic. "sorry."

Rong Wuye came to his senses. If he had to watch Nanhuang jump from the building, his heart would not even beat. That was such a frightening situation for him.

That kind of feeling is simply indescribable.

Nanhuang took a step forward, "More than ten years ago, I watched you being pushed down from a distance. I was frightened and stupid. When I climbed up, there was nothing but your shoe. "

"There is a cliff there, and below is the sea. If you fall into the sea, is there any hope of living?"

"You can't imagine how I felt as I kept crawling step by step. When I reached the bottom of the cliff, you can't imagine how much I hoped someone would come over and help me fish it out. Maybe you're still alive, maybe you're just waiting I'll save you."

"How could you, how could you, jump again now!!"

Rong Feng looked at her apologetically and took a step forward: "Nanhuang..."

He just wanted to punish himself, to feel what she felt, to suffer what she suffered.

"Do not touch me."

Nanhuang turned around and sat back in the car.

Rong Feng stood there at a loss, and Yang Bo felt that his father was pitiful. He stepped forward to persuade and said, "The eldest lady is worried about you."

"I know." Rong Feng said.

Yang Bo said again: "Fifth Master, hurry up and get in the car. The eldest lady has been waiting for you for a long time."

Rong Wuye looked at Nanhuang's car and saw her sitting in the cab and not driving for a long time.

Is she waiting for him?

Realizing this, Rong Wuye strode forward. When his hand touched the door handle, he hesitated for a moment and then held it firmly.

Opening the door, he got into the passenger seat and fastened his seat belt quietly.

Nanhuang tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, pulled up the handbrake, put into gear and set off.

The car window was open, and the wind outside the window was enough to calm people, but it also made the people in the car even more cold when their clothes were all wet.

Nanhuang didn't seem to mind if he was a little colder, letting the wind whistling towards him.

Realizing that Nanhuang was venting his anger, Rong Feng sat on the seat obediently.

He rolled down the car window, his expression slightly melancholy due to distress. He leaned against the car window wetly, holding his chin with his slender hand. The man's delicate face was coated with another kind of beauty by this layer of melancholy. .

Nanhuang glanced briefly.

Then he turned his head.

Damn, shameful.

He was obviously angry.

But he was so handsome.

I definitely can't go back to Xie's house tonight. I don’t want to go to a vineyard either. Nanhuang drove back to Xicheng Garden.

The car stopped in the basement. Rong Wuye followed her to the elevator like a good dog, and followed her home without letting go, as if he was worried that she would abandon him at any time.

The Xie family probably regarded Nanhuang as their little princess. Not only were the decorations in the house pink, but even the pajamas prepared for her were tender pink doll pajamas. Nanhuang came out in a hurry, so he never changed into this clothes.

Rong Feng had already noticed her outfit.

When he was at Xie's house, he secretly glanced at her several times and felt that she was so cute.

When he jumped off the building, he saw it at a glance. It was obviously a dangerous move to jump off the building. When he saw such a cute little guy from a distance, he really wanted to fly over, take her into his arms and rub her head.

The same goes for the quarrel. It should be a serious scene, but every harsh word she says makes him cute.

Even more so now.

A small pink doll-like thing, rummaging around here and there, dug out a new bath towel for him from nowhere, and dug out a brand new set of men's pajamas for him.

"To take a bath."

The little guy digging on the ground said.

Rong Feng stared at her back in a daze.

Nanhuang got up from rummaging in the closet, stood up straight and looked at him, "Did you hear me? Go take a shower now!"

"Oh." Rong Feng felt that her eyes were a little blurry, and only her shadow was particularly clear. "Go right now, don't be angry."

My body is getting hotter and hotter.

Rong Feng took her clothes and bath towel and went to the bathroom not far away.

The clothes on his body were cold and cold against his skin, and his skin was indeed extremely hot.

He took off his cold clothes, turned on the shower, and looked at the steaming hot water, feeling dizzy in his head.

There was a pop, and Rong Wuye fell to the ground.

Nanhuang, who was rummaging for supplies outside, heard the sound in the bathroom. She ran two steps to the bathroom door and knocked on the door. "Rong Feng, Rong Feng!"

There was no movement.

Nanhuang turned the doorknob without locking it. She easily turned the doorknob and saw the man who fell to the ground.

The man took off his clothes and was naked, but at this moment, Nanhuang didn't have any extra thoughts to appreciate the man's muscles and figure.

When she put her hand against Rong Wuye, she was shocked. "So hot!"

Nanhuang grabbed the towel and hit him. The man who was usually very agile did not make any move at this moment.

She looked at his pale face steadily for a while, then snorted twice, then hurriedly filled the bathtub with hot water, and put Mr. Rong Wu in the bathtub at a suitable temperature for a soak.

"It's so big." After draining the water from the bathtub, Nanhuang wiped his body clean, then gritted his teeth and took him out of the bathtub.

With her thin arms and legs, she dragged him to the bed, covered him with a quilt, and then dressed him.

Punishing him was fun for a while, but she had to deal with it afterwards.

After giving him physical cooling, Nanhuang sat by the bed and watched him.

The man's face was pale, and the man who used to be so powerful that even she was a little afraid of seemed particularly fragile at this moment.

He couldn't struggle at all. If she had bad intentions and strangled him with both hands, she could strangle him to death right now.

It was fragile, pitiful, and... made her feel a little distressed.

Nanhuang looked at him and touched his eyebrows. He just looked at him and fell asleep lying on the bedside in a daze.

A man with a high fever does not sleep soundly. Sometimes he is so cold that he feels like he is in an ice cellar, and sometimes he is so hot that he feels like he is being roasted on a fire.

His throat was dry and sore, and he finally woke up from the torture.

I sat up, my mind was in chaos, but the bedside lamp was on.

He saw the person lying beside the bed. Frown. "You'll catch a cold. Little one."

He fell to the ground softly and wanted to carry her to the bed, but he couldn't do it several times. Finally, he closed his eyes and finally regained some strength, then he gently held her on the bed with a princess hug. , covered with quilt.

His throat was too dry, so he went to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and drank a lot of water directly from the faucet.

When I returned to the room, I saw the little pink thing that was supposed to be sleeping and had already sat up.