To The Lovely You

   Ke Jingheng was in the closed space, and he almost didn't hold his breath! Every minute and every second is torment for him...

   But Luo Xiaomei still covers the quilt from time to time, as if worried that he will be exposed. But did she know that there was no air left in him, and she still...

   Are you going to murder your husband?

   He was depressed for a while, and finally thought of a way to balance his heart. He lives in it like a year now, so he wants to make her feel the same way!

  Thinking of this, he reached out his hand maliciously and stroked her slender thigh...

  Luo Xiaomei was talking to the nurse in a serious manner when she felt his hot palms on her thighs, and she couldn't help but froze.

   "What's the matter? Is there any discomfort?" The nurse looked at her with concern while measuring her heartbeat, "Oh, my heartbeat is a bit fast."

  Luo Xiaomei's hand calmly went into the bed, and squeezed Ke Jingheng's face hard. This hateful guy, can't he cooperate with him in just a few minutes!

   Who knows, Ke Jingheng seems to want revenge on her, and the movements of his hands become more and more excessive, gently poking her like a feather.

  Luo Xiaoberry's heart beat faster and faster, and even his face burned.

  At this moment, the nurse has already started taking the temperature. She frowned and looked at the thermometer: "Tian, ​​the body temperature is also high."

  Luo Xiaomei smiled embarrassingly, and then put her hand into the quilt, touched a piece of meat on Ke Jingheng's body randomly, and pinched it hard.

  Ke Jingheng felt as if his whole body was being electrocuted, and he was almost called out. This guy is not easy to touch, but it just touches his chest!

   Finally, the nurse measured all the data and was ready to leave.

   "Originally, the director said that you will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, but your heartbeat and body temperature are not normal tonight. I think it's better to stay in the hospital for observation for a day."

   "Ah? Isn't it?" Luo Xiaomei was about to cry. Originally, she thought that she would be discharged from the hospital tomorrow and could return to her warm pink boudoir—but, she had to stay in the hospital for another day.

  Although the equipment and decoration here are very luxurious, it is not as comfortable as home after all!

Just as the nurse closed the door, Ke Jingheng couldn't wait to lift the quilt over his head, gasping for breath.

   Before he could relax, Luo Xiaomei turned over and pinned him down, beating his firm chest hard.

   "Ke Jingheng! You bastard! It's all you! It's you that keeps me from leaving the hospital tomorrow!"

Ke Jingheng grabbed her little hand, held down her slender waist that kept twisting, and warned in a hoarse voice: "Stop it for me! If you don't come down, I will make you unable to leave the hospital the day after tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. !"

   "Humph! I'm afraid of you!" Luo Xiaomei ignored his warning and continued to vent her dissatisfaction with her embroidered legs.

  Ke Jingheng frowned tightly, enduring the huge physical and mental torture: "Littleberry... don't move around, okay? If you move again, believe it or not, I'll give you... eat!"

   Hearing the last two words, Luo Xiaomei's face flushed red, and she finally understood what he meant. At the same time, she also felt some indescribable changes in his body...

   "Stinky bastard! Shameless!" She quickly turned over and got into the bed, covered herself tightly, and kicked him off the bed by the way, "Sleep on the sofa for me!"