Becoming Audacious After Marriage: Madam, Please Keep a Low Profile

Yuxuan was not sleeping well, her throat was a bit dry, and she was very thirsty.

When I woke up, I saw Li Beichen leaning on the sofa, with one hand covering his forehead, as if he was exhausted to the extreme, with a trace of paleness, as if he was uncomfortable.

Fortunately, he was asleep.

He tiptoed off the bed and poured a glass of water to drink.

Carefully put the cup down, walked to the sofa and squatted down.

Holding the handrail lightly, the ghost approached him.

Maybe, want to see what he looks like when he falls asleep.

Slender fingers slid away his thick hair, like a dog's tail grass, gently brushing him.

The first thing he noticed was his handsome face, as if it had a cold luster, as if there was no temperature. Followed by deep, thick eyelashes. Finally, his gaze fell on his hand covering his forehead, white, slender, with distinct bone joints, indifferent and gloomy against the background of the dark nightgown.

Unpretentiously, the hand covering her forehead was awakened suddenly, and she clamped her violently moved fingers.

The pitch-black eyes squinted at her, and the cold voice spread from the corners of the thin mouth, "Is it enough?"

Yuxuan was taken aback, her eyes trembled, she didn't dare to look directly at him, he stubbornly said: "I thought you were asleep, I'm afraid you catch a cold here. Since you haven't slept, then go back to your room and rest. ...I continue to sleep..."

Seeing that she was about to stay away, Li Beichen's eyes became cold and he swept over her slender waist.

Yu Xuan staggered and couldn't stand, staggered, and threw on him, his knees were impartial, and he leaned heavily against him.

Li Beichen snorted lightly when it hurt.

His face sank immediately, frowning, "I don't want **** anymore?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Yuxuan was embarrassed to death, at a loss.

He was hurt by her, she couldn't reach out and rub him a few times, right?

Supporting his body, trying to avoid the strong masculine breath on his body, the arms that were confined to her waist tightened her more domineeringly.

Feeling embarrassed, she said dazedly: "Mr. Li, you can go back to your room and rest. Tomorrow is a working day..."

"Don't talk too much." Looking at her, Li Beichen lowered his eyes lightly as he brushed the fragmentary hair around her ears, the curvature of the corners of his mouth gradually softened, "My stomach is not very comfortable."

Hearing what he said, Yu Xuan was shocked. He looked a little pale just now, wondering if he was sick in his body, because it turned out to be a stomach ailment.

"Wait." Putting down these words, Yu Xuan hurriedly walked out, turned to the stomach medicine in the cabinet of the master bedroom, and mixed a cup of warm water in a panic, and handed it to his eyes.

"Do you have the strength to take medicine? If not, I will feed you?"

Li Beichen narrowed his dangerous eyes, raised his eyes, and looked at the worried and anxious appearance of the woman in front of him.

In the past, she didn't have the slightest celebrity education, she was domineering, always disturbing, and she was restless for a moment. In fact, after she faded away from the piercing thorns, she looked like a child, and there was a kind of innocent shining between her eyebrows, like starlight, which would fall sparsely and silently on people's hearts.

At that moment, as if being touched by something, a warm current slowly surged from the bottom of my heart.

Suddenly, he smiled.

How old is this woman, but with stomachache, will she have no energy to take medicine? Want to feed?

However, he did not want to refuse.

"Okay." He put his slender hands on his knees, and looked at her quietly. "Hey, you."

Hearing his deep and mellow voice, Yuxuan was a little dazed.

He is sure, want her to feed?