Chapter 646

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Shi Sheng had a good sleep. Ji Yunan's bed was very comfortable. He didn't feel sore when he woke up. Instead, he was relaxed.

It was already bright. She opened her eyes and saw Ji Yunan at the first glance.

Her head was resting on his arm and her arm was around his waist.

Close posture.

When Sheng thought of last night, he slowly drew back his hands and feet, reached out and explored the temperature of his forehead.

It's down.

She breathed a sigh of relief and turned to get her cell phone. Last night, she clearly set the alarm, but it didn't ring.

It's almost eleven o'clock.

The alarm was turned off.

She quietly lifted the quilt to get up, did not wake up the man around, as a result, she just put on slippers, the man around woke up, "where are you going?"

"I'll make porridge for you and call the doctor to come up and have a look."

Ji Yunan can only eat light liquid food now.

"No He buried his head in the pillow, his voice weak, as if in great pain.

When Sheng put on shoes, he looked back at his slightly curled body and asked anxiously, "are you uncomfortable?"

Shisheng can't see his face, but he can hear the taste of forbearance from his hoarse voice.

"Hello..." when Sheng just stretched out his hand to explore the temperature of his forehead, he was held by Ji Yunan's wrist.

The man's big palm is warm and has a thin cocoon in the palm. He pulls her slightly——

Shisheng is afraid that he will pull the wound with such a rude force. He leans along the strength of his arm and says, "are you uncomfortable?"

Ji Yunan buckled her wrist and put it on her waist. "Sleep with me for a while."

The stuffy voice came from under the pillow, the forehead was close to his shoulder, showing unprecedented weakness.

It's not the first time for them to embrace each other like this, and their intimacy is not even as close as last night. But somehow, Shi Sheng's heart palpitates and his heart beats suddenly.

He was breathing more and more.

When Sheng whole body crisp hemp, can't help but stretch straight body, put in his chest of hand consciousness of refuse.

Ear, but came the man's light voice: "pain."

Shi Sheng immediately froze and did not dare to move again.

"Shi Sheng, I..."

His face was pale, his brow was frowning, and there was sweat on his forehead, and he seemed to be suppressing some unbearable pain.

When Sheng originally slightly with a bit of blurred eyes, instantly awake, calm face scolded, "you give me honest point."

"Shisheng," he said in a hoarse voice.

When Sheng a face hold red, angry toward him roar: "Ji Yunan, your wound just split last night, new sewing needle bandage, do you want to die?"

He has injury on the body, when Sheng also dare not how to push him hard, can only support his chest with both hands, angry stare at him.

All hurt like this, still have time to think that, deserve to get twice.

Ji Yunan feels the blood coming out of the wound. He doesn't know if it's cracked again. He sees that Shi Sheng doesn't mean to compromise and turns over and lies on her side.

Such a big action made him snort. Seeing Shisheng pull his clothes to check the wound, he pursed his lips and explained: "men are like this in the morning. It doesn't matter whether they move their hearts."

Shi Sheng lifted the gauze and checked that the wound did not crack.

With a glance, she snorted coldly and put on her shoes to get up.

Behind her, Ji Yunan roared angrily at her: "Shisheng, you are a pig."

Shi Sheng didn't continue to debate such a naive topic with him, and didn't see that he wanted to crush her face.

She packed her clothes and went downstairs.

The living room was empty. There was no one.

Shi Sheng went directly to the kitchen, took a casserole to cook porridge for Ji Yunan, and then opened the refrigerator to see what he could do at noon.

She doesn't often cook at home. There are no ingredients in the fridge. Now there are some green onions and mince left. She bought them the day before yesterday.

She's OK. She can make do with some noodles, but there are Taylor and Ji Changyao at home. This dish is not enough. It's troublesome for her to go out and buy. After thinking about it, she'd better make dumplings.

There was just half a bag of flour left after last use.

Shi Sheng thawed the meat stuffing and made noodles.

"What are you doing?"

Ji Changyao's voice suddenly came from behind. Shi Sheng was startled. She almost poured too much water. She held her hand and poured the water to make a face.

"Do you want to make dumplings?"

Ji Changyao seldom eats Chinese food except during the Chinese New Year.

Every new year, their family will eat dumplings, so she is no stranger to this thing.