Sweet Wife, be Good!

However, this line of sight was soon separated by Shen Jingyu's Hummer.

Under Shen Jingyu's strong protection, he did not allow anyone to hurt He Ning.

After Shen Jingyu and He Ning got in the car, the car galloped away and headed straight for the villa.

Just now, Shen Jingyu drank a glass of red wine when meeting an American customer.

His biggest allergen is red wine. When he is allergic, there are not many other symptoms, but every time he is allergic, the physiological characteristics of a man will change most obviously.

The blood in the whole body will almost condense in that place, making him on the verge of an explosion at any time.

In the past, he could rely on patience, but now with He Ning, he already knows her marrow, and there are so many things that he can let the flow go without patience.

Perhaps it was the thought of He Ning being there that he would let himself go and drink the glass of red wine.

After getting in the car, He Ning noticed that his physical condition was abnormal and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

He was fine just now, but now it looks like he has a fever and his body is hot.

Seeing that he was not speaking, He Ning stretched out his hand to cover his forehead and exclaimed in a low voice: "You are really sick, it's so hot..."

Shen Jingyu's whole body was hot, and the coolness brought by her soft little hands on her forehead gave a hint of comfort.

"Let's go to the hospital." He Ning's tone was anxious. If it weren't for her, he wouldn't have to be ill and run like this. Blame himself. He could call the police on his own, but chose to call him.

"Go straight home." Shen Jingyu prevented the driver from changing directions, and his voice was already dull.

"But you really need a doctor now." He Ning's eyes flashed a hint of anxiousness, and he grabbed his hand, "Observe, okay?"

Her voice was soft, as if she was coaxing a child, and there was a faint mist in her eyes, which made her aspirational.

Is this little woman caring about herself? Shen Jingyu's long eyebrows couldn't help but raised slightly.

There is also a rare touch of pleasure on the lips.

He grabbed her hand with his backhand, and his low-pitched voice was lazy and sexy: "I don't need a doctor, I only need you."

"But I can't cure the disease either..." He Ning shook her head helplessly. How did she know how to help him and how to prescribe medicine?

"Hey, you are the best medicine..." Shen Jingyu took He Ning into his arms and sealed her red lips directly with an eager kiss.

He Ning's offensive style of driving straight forward made it impossible for He Ning to parry.

He Ning put his small head, felt his whole body hot, and was even more disturbed: "You really..."

Before he finished speaking, he was forced back into his stomach by his passionate kiss.

She could still struggle at first, her little soft hand pushing against his chest.

He held her palm and pressed her restless little hand directly on his body...

He Ning's face blushed, her back stiffened, and her toes curled up innocently.

My mind was blank, I could only hear my heart, beating so fast, as if it was about to fly out of my chest at any time.

It turned out that his current physical condition was not sick fever, but... realizing this, He Ning wanted to bite off his tongue.