NovelStartHe kissed and kissed, and felt the person in his arms, gradually no movement.
I left her lips fondly, only to find that she had fallen asleep. She is as sick as she is drunk, her cheeks are red and on fire, she is
delirious, and she is usually rarely seen playing the little woman, and only at this tcan she have the pleasure of seeing it.
Really, irritable and cute.
"Puffing", he let out a low laugh.
Lay the sleeping woman flat and low, with her head on a comfortable pillow and her arm adjusted to a position that facilitates
infusion.
He looked down at himself and shook his head helplessly, already titillated by her and about to go crazy. there was a cold shower in
the VIP detention room, so it looked like he had to go take a shower.
On second thought, if he also froze and caught a cold, wouldn't there be no one to take care of her?
It's also contagious to Andres.
Never mind, he endured the heat, took off his jacket and lay down half beside her.
Taking out his cell phone, he dialed Ivy.
"Hey, Ivy, Joyce has a fever. I'm hanging out with her at the hospital. Won't be back tonight."
"Ah, is Ms. Knowles going to be okay?" Ivy asked anxiously.
"It's okay, we'll be back in the morning if the fever goes down. You take care of Andres, take him to bed, and tell him that Mommy
is not feeling well and will be fine soon." Luther cared.
"Don't worry. It's what | should do." Ivy hurriedly responded.
After Luther hung up the phone.
Joyce moved.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe smoothly took her in his arms.
She seemed a little cold and curled up on his chest like a kitten.
He gazed at her tenderly, reaching out to gently stroke her long, soft hair.
How nice it would be to be able to hold her like this all the time.
Gradually, he got a little tired and fell asleep.
In the middle of the night, the nurse cin to change the infusion, the movement was light, but he woke up alertly, Joyce was
still snuggled in his arms, very quiet.
He reached out and probed her forehead, and the temperature had receded considerably.
The bottom of her body is still good.
He was much more at ease and fell asleep with her in his arms again.
When | woke up again, it was light out.
The nurse had cin long ago and removed Joyce's indwelling needle for the infusion. Only they both didn't wake up.
Joyce slowly opened her eyes, feeling much more comfortable all over her body, soft underneath, and | do not know what is
pressed, like a pillow?
When she opened her eyes and saw clearly that she was sleeping in Luther's arms, she realized that her whole leg was pressed
against the small of his back.
"Ah." She whimpered and hurried to get up off him.
The surroundings, unfamiliar, but she had a vague impression that he had taken her to a private hospital last night.
God, they were in a private hospital and sleeping in the sbed.
Immediately afterwards, even worse memories cback to mind.
She actually ... pestered him and offered to kiss him in order not to get the shot?
God, why is she as sick as she is drunk, delirious and doing stupid things?
It is simply groundless.
The movement of her getting up disturbs Luther.
He took her back into his arms with a long arm and cooed, "Sleep a little longer."
Her eyes widened as she lay down again, not really knowing what to say.
A few moments later, Luther woke up, he supported his arm, the first thing he did was to feel her forehead, "Well, the temperature
has basically receded, the doctor said it can only be discharged if it is below 38 degrees. Otherwise, we'll have to check in today."
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