After rebirth, I became a drug addict of the paranoid boss

Chapter 597 No Next Time

damn it.

He Yan's protruding Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he stretched out his hand to loosen his tie.

But the burning heat in his body could not be suppressed no matter what.

His dark gaze was fixed on those moist red lips.

at last.

He Yan's eyes sank, he bent slightly, and covered them like a dragonfly.

One touch and away.

Who knows, when she was about to stand up and leave.

Joan's long and thick eyelashes blinked and he opened his eyes, looking at the enchanting and delicate face in front of him.

"Hyan?"

The sweet voice carried the laziness of not waking up.

"Well, it's me,"

He Yan looked at the person below him with warm eyes, waiting for her to blame.

The air freezes in an instant.

However, the next moment, Joan closed his eyes again, murmuring vaguely.

"How could I have such a dream?"

Before the words fell, he turned around and continued to sleep, followed by a clear and shallow breath.

She thought this was a dream?

He Yan was slightly stunned, and then straightened up, with a complicated smile floating in his slightly raised eyes.

He stood still and looked at Joan, and after his breathing calmed down a bit, he bent over and picked Joan up from the sofa,

He Yan put the person in his arms on the bed lightly, and covered the quilt.

He took off his suit jacket and lay down on the sofa.

The warmth and breath left by Joan still remained on the sofa, and he fell into a deep sleep like this.

Such a completely relaxed sleep is very precious to Heyan.

However, after an unknown amount of time, He Yan was awakened by the movement not far away, and looked over keenly.

I saw Joan put on his shoes in a daze, without opening his sleepy eyes, and walked slowly towards the bathroom.

She did go to bed too late these two nights, so she was extremely sleepy, and she didn't care why she fell asleep from the sofa to the bed at all.

In other words, she didn't even notice that she woke up from the bed.

He Yan looked at Qiao An's confused and cute look, and his thin lips curled up in a doting arc.

His eyes helped her pay attention to the obstacles ahead, for fear that she would be hit.

But soon he found that his worries were unnecessary.

A few minutes later, Joan came out of the bathroom in a daze.

Instead of going to bed, she came to the sofa and lifted the quilt and lay down.

His brows suddenly frowned.

Why is the sofa so small today?

Why is the pillow so hard?

He Yan looked at the person lying in his arms, the depths of his long and narrow black eyes were full of darkness and surprise.

He reached out to touch her hair, but the person in his arms was not asleep.

After confirming that Joan had slept soundly, the doting smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly deepened.

It's really, really cute.

In the depths of the eyes, there are warm veins.

Under Joan's sweet sleepiness, He Yan closed his long and narrow dark eyes again, and fell asleep again.

This time, it was sweeter than before.

In this way, the little sofa bears the weight it shouldn't bear.

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Fu's Manor.

Although Shiwan was unconscious, he was not stable.

The body will be hot for a while, and cold for a while.

"Achen, I'm so hot."

"Achen, it's so cold, so cold."

……

The unconscious ravings made Fu Tingchen so distressed that he could hardly breathe.

But Sang Ran made it very clear that this is a follow-up symptom of transferring Gu worms, there is no way to avoid it, and there is no other way.

Fu Tingchen took the twisted towel and wiped Shi Wan's body tirelessly.

Apart from tenderness, there was no trace of color in the pitch-black eyes.

After wiping, he took off his clothes and hugged Shiwan tightly, passing his body temperature over.

After tossing like this for seven or eight hours, Shiwan finally woke up at noon.

When she opened her eyes, she met the man's bottomless cold eyes.

Fu Tingchen's quiet black eyes were like a bottomless vortex, almost swallowing the person in front of him completely.

"Achen—"

Shiwan spoke slowly, her voice was dry and hoarse, not as sweet as before.

"We made it, right?"

"right,"

Fu Tingchen reached out and caressed Shi Wan's hair with tenderness.

"Success."

The blunt and cold voice was softened to the extreme.

"Is there any discomfort at night?"

"No,"

Shi Wan felt her body was very dry, knowing that those around her were taking good care of her, so she added another sentence to reassure him.

"Absolutely not."

"Night night—"

Fu Tingchen hugged Shi Wan tightly in his arms, and his deep black eyes full of love were tightly condensed.

"Um,"

Leaning in the man's generous arms, Shi Wan smelled the familiar cold breath, and her red lips curled slightly.

The pain in her body completely disappeared, giving her a feeling of being born again.

"late night,"

Fu Tingchen held Shi Wan's hand, tightened it slightly, and his tone deepened a lot.

"Achen, I'm here."

Sensing Fu Tingchen's emotions, Shi Wan reached out and hugged him back.

"It's alright, it's alright."

Fu Tingchen didn't speak, and it was a long time later when he held her in his arms before he opened his mouth slowly.

"You are more important than my life, next time..."

Shi Wan's beautiful eyes trembled, knowing what Fu Tingchen was going to say next, she immediately covered his mouth with her hand.

"Achen, we will be fine, there will be no next time."

Even if there is a next time, she will still choose this way without hesitation.

Fu Tingchen looked down at the person in his arms, and his eyes became deeper and deeper.

Shi Wan was afraid that Fu Tingchen would continue to say such things, so she hugged his neck and kissed him.

Fu Tingchen's heart was completely relieved by the gentle touch.

He reached out and clasped the back of Shi Wan's head, deepening the kiss.