He’s As Dazzling As The Stars

"Miss Jing." Zhuang Yan had already spotted her and greeted her.

Jing Yu found that his face had been relieved a lot at this moment, and his mood was also relieved. "Have you finished the operation?"

"Yeah. It just ended."

"Did you hurt your internal organs?"

"The intestines are slightly damaged and have been repaired."

Jing Yu frowned, "The intestinal recovery cycle is generally very slow. I can't eat for more than half a month. You should also pay attention to whether there are abnormalities in the anastomosis. Anti-inflammatory is indispensable every day."

"Well, the doctor just explained it."

"That's good." Jing Yu nodded when he heard solemnly, then hesitated, and asked: "Then... is he awake now?"

"I still don't know. If Miss Jing is worried, it's better to go up and see by herself." He looked at her with a solemn smile, "If the husband sees Miss Jing, the wound will heal faster."

Jing Yu felt that this solemnity was also a slippery tone. Where is the relationship between her and Yu Zeyao?

"Then I'll go up and take a look." Jing Yu looked solemnly like a smile, pursed his lips, and added embarrassedly: "My roommate is still waiting for me at home. It's not early. I have to hurry. go back."

After saying this, I regret it again. This explanation is really superfluous. It sounds as if I have a guilty conscience at all.

She was annoyed that she was too unsteady. Without saying anything to solemnity, he went straight upstairs. The solemn seemed unintentional behind him, and he clearly reminded: "Miss Jing, the bedroom where you slept last time is your husband's bedroom. You can just push the door and go in."

Jing Yu's heart fluctuated and ripples appeared. When I woke up that day, I vaguely guessed the furnishings and scale of the room, but at this moment, I heard solemnly saying this is undoubtedly certain. How could a cautious and arrogant person like him, when he brought a woman back for the first time, dared to bring her directly into his master bedroom without warning?

Saying that she is special to him, she can't convince herself to recognize this idea. It is more convincing to say that he is on a whim.

She thought, probably it was really just a whim!

On a whim, he wanted to play a nurturing game with her, so he took her into his bedroom on a whim.

When Jing Yu thought about it this way, he felt a lot brighter in his mind. Go upstairs, push open the door of the master bedroom, and go straight in.

Inside, Yu Zeyao was not awake yet, just lying quietly on the bed. He didn't wear anything on his upper body, and the thin quilt covered his chest, revealing a strong and seductive chest. One arm is on the quilt, the other is on the bedside, infusion.

Jing Yu glanced at him, his gaze flicked over his chest, unconsciously remembering the ambiguous scene of himself and him in the car before. His face was still hot, and his lips and tongue were hot.

Good point, what do you want to do if you have nothing to do?

She was embarrassed. He didn't dare to look randomly anymore, but fell to the bedside and glanced at the large amount of medicine left by the doctor. After reading them one by one, they confirmed that there was no problem, and then put them back again.

After reading the medicine, he was bored, it was past 8 o'clock, and he still didn't wake up. Jing Yu unconsciously cast his gaze on his face. He fell asleep quietly, extremely quiet, with three-dimensional and powerful facial features, as well as aristocratic elegance. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be difficult to associate a person with such a temperament with such words as'underworld' and'fire union'.

With the various experiences of his father and the Liang family before, Jing Yu subconsciously did not want to have anything to do with'breaking the law'-that would not have any good results.

She thought nonsense, and from the corner of her eyes she noticed that the coat she had just put on him was randomly placed on the other side of the bed. Jing Yu didn't think much, leaning slightly, his arms crossed over him to take the coat.

As soon as his hand touched the clothes, before he could take it back, his wrist was suddenly stretched out and clasped.

His palm was cold, as if being soaked in ice, and, even though he was injured at the moment, the force on his hand was extremely heavy, as if to crush her wrist, making her subconsciously slightly Frowning, looking at him.

I saw his eyes half-open at the moment, and the light above his head was cast down, embossed in those bottomless eyes, setting his eyes like the dark night sky, but at this moment, it is probably because he is not too clear yet. There was a mist that seemed like nothing in front of him. But he did not conceal the sharpness and vigilance of his eyes.

The majesty in those eyes shocked Jing Yu, struggling subconsciously, and wanted to withdraw his hand.

"It's you?" He seemed to see clearly now, and didn't let go. The gaze is always fixed on her, but the expression is much slower than before, "You haven't left yet?"

His voice is still dumb, with weakness, but it sounds better.

Jing Yu felt that he really shouldn't pay attention to his voice at this moment.

Pull back to God, then return to him, "Your subordinates said, I can't just walk away before you wake up."

She still kept the posture where she had just bent over, her soft black hair slid down from her shoulders, and she raised her hand subconsciously to pull it behind her ears. Under the light, her unintentional gesture was dyed with the beauty and sultry of a woman. A dark tide surged in Yu Zeyao's deep eyes, "So, are you waiting for me to wake up?"

"That's right." She looked at him, his too aggressive eyes made her feel a little confused. It seemed to swallow her whole body like that, which made her feel dangerous and extremely uncomfortable. Don’t move away, and quietly drew his hands again, “Since you’re awake now, just say solemnly and let the driver send me out of here. If it’s troublesome, I don’t have to send it to the city until I can hit it. Just where the car is."

"what time is it now?"

"It's over eight o'clock."

"Have you had dinner?"

Jing Yu shook his head, "I have no appetite."

Yu Zeyao looked at her with a smile. She seemed to be afraid that he would think too much, and quickly explained: "Don't get me wrong. I...what happened today is unprecedented in my life. It is very disturbing."

Yu Zeyao looked at her in disbelief. When she finished speaking, he suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled her to his chest. After Jing Yu was shocked, he unconsciously arched the body that was about to press on his abdomen, and put his other hand on the bed.

"What are you doing?" She stared at him from top to bottom. The long hair fell, and the ends of the hair swept across his chest. The beautiful eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and his face was solemn to teach him, "If you mess around like this, it is easy for your newly sutured wound and repaired intestines to collapse. If the infection becomes inflamed, the situation will be very bad— This is not something a patient should do."

"Do you usually teach your patients this way?" Yu Zeyao raised her hand and pulled her untidy long hair behind her ears.

Now, apart from his father, almost no one dares to teach him so loudly. However, he couldn't get angry at all. In my heart, on the contrary, there is a kind of strange feeling that can't be said.

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