Forced to be a good pet, being pinched by the crazy boss and coaxed gently
Chapter 200 I Can't Wait
Chapter 200 I Can't Wait
After returning from the Holy Ancient Island, Feng Qingwu had a high fever for one night. As a result, he had an intermittent low-grade fever.
I don’t know what’s going on, I’ve been to several different doctors but can’t make a complete recovery.
Feng Qingwu looked at the shawl handed over by Changning. When he was about to take it, he saw the man appearing at the door first.
"Master."
Chang Ning followed Feng Qingwu's gaze and looked over. The next moment, he bent slightly and spoke quietly.
Within a few seconds, Feng Qingwu was pulled into Bo Yi's arms, and a deep voice followed, "Are you feeling uncomfortable in any way today?"
With that said, Bo Yi took the shawl from Chang Ning and naturally put it on Feng Qingwu.
When he reached out to touch Feng Qingwu's face, Bo Yi frowned, "Why is it so cold? How long have you been standing outside?"
Before Feng Qingwu could speak, Bo Yi glanced at Changning.
"About 20 minutes..."
Changning was so frightened that he trembled and replied hurriedly.
"It has nothing to do with her."
Feng Qingwu stretched out his hand and pulled the corner of Boyi's clothes, looking up at him slightly, "I want to stand here for a while..."
Before he finished speaking, Bo Yi lowered his head slightly and kissed her lips.
Caught off guard, Feng Qingwu's beautiful and clear eyes were slightly startled, and then moved down to retreat.
The next second, her slender waist was clasped by the man's broad and warm palm.
As if Bo Yi had predicted Feng Qingwu's movements in advance, he stretched out his hand to hold her tightly in his arms, slowly deepening the kiss.
The long and well-jointed fingertips inserted into the long black hair with a little warmth.
Bo Yi carefully avoided the injury on the back of Feng Qingwu's head. His movements were light and slow, but bit by bit...until... The kiss between her lips contained a strong sense of aggression and possessiveness.
Bei Jian…………………………………………………………………was kissed…cleanly… by him.
His kiss was airtight, strong and overbearing, and forcefully deprived her of every inch of space to breathe.
In Feng Qingwu's cool body, it seemed that all the blood in his body was slowly becoming...
Her legs were weak...and she couldn't stop falling, but she was held tightly in her arms by Bo Yi's forearms, as thin and powerful as steel.
Chang Ning and the servants had already retreated with a look.
"Well...Bo Yi..."
Feng Qingwu's face, which was as white as snow a few minutes ago, slowly turned red.All the breath that could come in and out of the lips was... not clean.
Her hands were weak and she wanted to push Bo Yi away.
But at this time, even if she tried her best, she could still brush against Bo Yi's chest like a feather.
Bo Yi kissed so greedily and hard, almost desperately, that Feng Qingwu's waist almost broke in his hands.
When Bo Yi let go of her lips, he kissed her slender neck and beautiful collarbone inch by inch.
Feng Qingwu finally got a chance to breathe and coughed quietly.
Intermittently, it makes people's hearts itch.
Hearing her low cough, Bo Yi, who was obviously addicted, stopped moving.
He lowered his eyes and looked at Feng Qingwu's crimson face, his Adam's apple rolling before he could return to normal frequency.After a few seconds, his rapid and chaotic breathing gradually calmed down.
"Not yet?"
Bo Yi put Feng Qingwu on the table beside him, reached out and patted her thin back, and slowly helped her breathe.
"If you can't cure a low-grade fever after catching a cold, what's the use of raising those people."
Bo Yi frowned and looked at Feng Qingwu's petite face, which was getting weaker and weaker as she coughed.
There was some pity and distress in his heart that he was not aware of yet, and his voice was deep, "I will find a few more doctors to look at you tomorrow."
"No... not..."
After coughing intermittently for a while, Feng Qingwu gradually stopped coughing.
The redness on her face from coughing up gradually faded, and her face became abnormally white. "Maybe it's because I've been in poor health since I was a child, so I've had a high fever intermittently."
Bo Yi has never had the concept of illness since he was a child.
Because no matter how uncomfortable he was or how high his fever was, he would still have to get up before dawn the next day to do the heavy and heavy work.
Not to mention that it never stops, 360 days and five days a year.During those years at the fish stall, he was like a programmed robot.
It keeps spinning forever.
Every minute and every second is being squeezed without sparing any effort.
There was a few seconds of silence.
Bo Yi raised his hand and pushed the hair from Feng Qingwu's face behind his ears.
He looked down at her face, and there was a hint of refusal in his deep voice, "You can take good care of yourself if you haven't been in good health since you were young. If one doctor doesn't work, we can replace him with another, and he can always cure your low-grade fever." If it is cured, it can also completely nourish your body.”
heard.
Feng Qingwu's expression was bleak, and the fingers that casually fell on the table curled up slightly, "They will definitely prescribe me all kinds of medicine when they come here, and I don't want to take them."
Boyi almost never heard her say "want to" or "don't want to" to clearly express her wishes.
She has always been very obedient and completely focused on him.
When he heard her speak in a low and lazy tone, Boyi couldn't help but curl his lips, "I thought you were willing to do anything and weren't afraid of anything." "Afraid of taking medicine, huh?"
Feng Qingwu met his eyes, which were obviously very dark and wanton, but she could still clearly see her reflection.She nodded obediently, "It's just a little cold. It will get better on its own in a few days."
heard.
Bo Yi brought her into his arms with one hand, and a deep voice fell from above her head, "It's been a week and several days since you passed."
He said it indifferently, but the meaning behind his words was more than indifference, "I have been waiting for you to fulfill your promise. With repeated delays, I have almost lost my patience."
He never knew that he would be so obsessed with one thing.
Or, a person.
Probably it's never happened before.
Bo Yi thought to himself.
But don't want to.
With such a simple sentence from Bo Yi, Feng Qingwu's expression suddenly changed.The hand that was resting casually on the edge of the table was suddenly clenched.
She moved her lips, but found that her throat was so congested that she could hardly make a sound.
Why not go find someone else.
According to his current status, he is the son of the Bo family, the largest tycoon in the imperial capital, the heir to the Bo family group, and the future king of Country H.
He doesn't have as many women as he wants.
He doesn't even need to signal, as long as he doesn't refuse, there will be many ladies and daughters coming one after another.
But all these words were stuck in her throat, and she couldn't say a word.
She didn't know if she could persist until the third year.
Realizing that Feng Qingwu didn't speak.
Boyi lowered his head and looked at her fair and petite face. Then he lowered his head and kissed her forehead very naturally, "But I can afford to wait."
I have endured it for nearly a year, so I can't bear to wait these days.
But Bo Yi didn't know that he waited for a long time without end.
Bo Yi finished his words.
Feng Qingwu's fingertips trembled even more.
……
Bo Yi always does what he says, especially when it comes to Feng Qingwu.
For several days, different doctors came in and out of the small building where Feng Qingwu lived.
But instead of getting better, Feng Qingwu's slight cold was getting worse.
"Qingqing, you're down. I've prepared the Chinese medicine prescribed by Doctor Xi and am about to give it to you."
Chang Ning was holding a bowl of steaming medicine in her hand. When she saw Feng Qingwu coming downstairs, she stopped as soon as she reached the stairs.
When approached.
Feng Qingwu glanced at the dark liquid in the white jade porcelain bowl, and frowned lightly, "Let's put it there for now. I'll drink it after it cools down later."
In the past few days, the doctors saw that the Western medicine they prescribed had no effect on Feng Qingwu, so they discussed trying Chinese medicine.
"Oh... ok, ok..."
Chang Ning glanced at the steam still rising in the bowl and thought that he should wait until it cooled down before drinking.
She placed the medicine bowl on the coffee table nearby.
Changning saw Feng Qingwu wearing only a thin off-white knitted long skirt and walking out again. She quickly went to get a soft shawl to put on her body, "Qingqing, you are going to the flower room again today." ?"
"The temperature today has dropped several degrees compared to the past few days. Can you put a shawl on it, or should I get you a coat?"
Seeing that the weather outside was getting cooler, they all added clothes to their bodies one by one.
Only Feng Qingwu was still dressed as thinly as before.
Obviously, whether it is privately customized clothes or the latest styles of luxury brands, they will be delivered first every month, but she still wears simple clothes.
She looked at Chang Ning, who took three steps and then two steps and trotted up to her with a shawl.
Feng Qingwu paused.
"give it to me."
When Feng Qingwu reached out to take the shawl, Changning accidentally touched her finger and subconsciously exclaimed, "Qingqing, why are your hands so cold?"
As if to verify what he said, Chang Ning was ready to reach out and hold Feng Qingwu's hand to feel it, "Did you catch a cold..."
"Maybe it's because I washed my hands before going downstairs."
Feng Qingwu avoided Chang Ning's outstretched hand, only took the shawl from her hand, and prepared to walk towards the flower room.
But he only took a step or two.
Feng Qingwu gradually realized that something was wrong, and then slowly stopped.
"I remember there weren't so many bodyguards outside before?"
Feng Qingwu turned to look at Changning and asked.
(End of this chapter)
After returning from the Holy Ancient Island, Feng Qingwu had a high fever for one night. As a result, he had an intermittent low-grade fever.
I don’t know what’s going on, I’ve been to several different doctors but can’t make a complete recovery.
Feng Qingwu looked at the shawl handed over by Changning. When he was about to take it, he saw the man appearing at the door first.
"Master."
Chang Ning followed Feng Qingwu's gaze and looked over. The next moment, he bent slightly and spoke quietly.
Within a few seconds, Feng Qingwu was pulled into Bo Yi's arms, and a deep voice followed, "Are you feeling uncomfortable in any way today?"
With that said, Bo Yi took the shawl from Chang Ning and naturally put it on Feng Qingwu.
When he reached out to touch Feng Qingwu's face, Bo Yi frowned, "Why is it so cold? How long have you been standing outside?"
Before Feng Qingwu could speak, Bo Yi glanced at Changning.
"About 20 minutes..."
Changning was so frightened that he trembled and replied hurriedly.
"It has nothing to do with her."
Feng Qingwu stretched out his hand and pulled the corner of Boyi's clothes, looking up at him slightly, "I want to stand here for a while..."
Before he finished speaking, Bo Yi lowered his head slightly and kissed her lips.
Caught off guard, Feng Qingwu's beautiful and clear eyes were slightly startled, and then moved down to retreat.
The next second, her slender waist was clasped by the man's broad and warm palm.
As if Bo Yi had predicted Feng Qingwu's movements in advance, he stretched out his hand to hold her tightly in his arms, slowly deepening the kiss.
The long and well-jointed fingertips inserted into the long black hair with a little warmth.
Bo Yi carefully avoided the injury on the back of Feng Qingwu's head. His movements were light and slow, but bit by bit...until... The kiss between her lips contained a strong sense of aggression and possessiveness.
Bei Jian…………………………………………………………………was kissed…cleanly… by him.
His kiss was airtight, strong and overbearing, and forcefully deprived her of every inch of space to breathe.
In Feng Qingwu's cool body, it seemed that all the blood in his body was slowly becoming...
Her legs were weak...and she couldn't stop falling, but she was held tightly in her arms by Bo Yi's forearms, as thin and powerful as steel.
Chang Ning and the servants had already retreated with a look.
"Well...Bo Yi..."
Feng Qingwu's face, which was as white as snow a few minutes ago, slowly turned red.All the breath that could come in and out of the lips was... not clean.
Her hands were weak and she wanted to push Bo Yi away.
But at this time, even if she tried her best, she could still brush against Bo Yi's chest like a feather.
Bo Yi kissed so greedily and hard, almost desperately, that Feng Qingwu's waist almost broke in his hands.
When Bo Yi let go of her lips, he kissed her slender neck and beautiful collarbone inch by inch.
Feng Qingwu finally got a chance to breathe and coughed quietly.
Intermittently, it makes people's hearts itch.
Hearing her low cough, Bo Yi, who was obviously addicted, stopped moving.
He lowered his eyes and looked at Feng Qingwu's crimson face, his Adam's apple rolling before he could return to normal frequency.After a few seconds, his rapid and chaotic breathing gradually calmed down.
"Not yet?"
Bo Yi put Feng Qingwu on the table beside him, reached out and patted her thin back, and slowly helped her breathe.
"If you can't cure a low-grade fever after catching a cold, what's the use of raising those people."
Bo Yi frowned and looked at Feng Qingwu's petite face, which was getting weaker and weaker as she coughed.
There was some pity and distress in his heart that he was not aware of yet, and his voice was deep, "I will find a few more doctors to look at you tomorrow."
"No... not..."
After coughing intermittently for a while, Feng Qingwu gradually stopped coughing.
The redness on her face from coughing up gradually faded, and her face became abnormally white. "Maybe it's because I've been in poor health since I was a child, so I've had a high fever intermittently."
Bo Yi has never had the concept of illness since he was a child.
Because no matter how uncomfortable he was or how high his fever was, he would still have to get up before dawn the next day to do the heavy and heavy work.
Not to mention that it never stops, 360 days and five days a year.During those years at the fish stall, he was like a programmed robot.
It keeps spinning forever.
Every minute and every second is being squeezed without sparing any effort.
There was a few seconds of silence.
Bo Yi raised his hand and pushed the hair from Feng Qingwu's face behind his ears.
He looked down at her face, and there was a hint of refusal in his deep voice, "You can take good care of yourself if you haven't been in good health since you were young. If one doctor doesn't work, we can replace him with another, and he can always cure your low-grade fever." If it is cured, it can also completely nourish your body.”
heard.
Feng Qingwu's expression was bleak, and the fingers that casually fell on the table curled up slightly, "They will definitely prescribe me all kinds of medicine when they come here, and I don't want to take them."
Boyi almost never heard her say "want to" or "don't want to" to clearly express her wishes.
She has always been very obedient and completely focused on him.
When he heard her speak in a low and lazy tone, Boyi couldn't help but curl his lips, "I thought you were willing to do anything and weren't afraid of anything." "Afraid of taking medicine, huh?"
Feng Qingwu met his eyes, which were obviously very dark and wanton, but she could still clearly see her reflection.She nodded obediently, "It's just a little cold. It will get better on its own in a few days."
heard.
Bo Yi brought her into his arms with one hand, and a deep voice fell from above her head, "It's been a week and several days since you passed."
He said it indifferently, but the meaning behind his words was more than indifference, "I have been waiting for you to fulfill your promise. With repeated delays, I have almost lost my patience."
He never knew that he would be so obsessed with one thing.
Or, a person.
Probably it's never happened before.
Bo Yi thought to himself.
But don't want to.
With such a simple sentence from Bo Yi, Feng Qingwu's expression suddenly changed.The hand that was resting casually on the edge of the table was suddenly clenched.
She moved her lips, but found that her throat was so congested that she could hardly make a sound.
Why not go find someone else.
According to his current status, he is the son of the Bo family, the largest tycoon in the imperial capital, the heir to the Bo family group, and the future king of Country H.
He doesn't have as many women as he wants.
He doesn't even need to signal, as long as he doesn't refuse, there will be many ladies and daughters coming one after another.
But all these words were stuck in her throat, and she couldn't say a word.
She didn't know if she could persist until the third year.
Realizing that Feng Qingwu didn't speak.
Boyi lowered his head and looked at her fair and petite face. Then he lowered his head and kissed her forehead very naturally, "But I can afford to wait."
I have endured it for nearly a year, so I can't bear to wait these days.
But Bo Yi didn't know that he waited for a long time without end.
Bo Yi finished his words.
Feng Qingwu's fingertips trembled even more.
……
Bo Yi always does what he says, especially when it comes to Feng Qingwu.
For several days, different doctors came in and out of the small building where Feng Qingwu lived.
But instead of getting better, Feng Qingwu's slight cold was getting worse.
"Qingqing, you're down. I've prepared the Chinese medicine prescribed by Doctor Xi and am about to give it to you."
Chang Ning was holding a bowl of steaming medicine in her hand. When she saw Feng Qingwu coming downstairs, she stopped as soon as she reached the stairs.
When approached.
Feng Qingwu glanced at the dark liquid in the white jade porcelain bowl, and frowned lightly, "Let's put it there for now. I'll drink it after it cools down later."
In the past few days, the doctors saw that the Western medicine they prescribed had no effect on Feng Qingwu, so they discussed trying Chinese medicine.
"Oh... ok, ok..."
Chang Ning glanced at the steam still rising in the bowl and thought that he should wait until it cooled down before drinking.
She placed the medicine bowl on the coffee table nearby.
Changning saw Feng Qingwu wearing only a thin off-white knitted long skirt and walking out again. She quickly went to get a soft shawl to put on her body, "Qingqing, you are going to the flower room again today." ?"
"The temperature today has dropped several degrees compared to the past few days. Can you put a shawl on it, or should I get you a coat?"
Seeing that the weather outside was getting cooler, they all added clothes to their bodies one by one.
Only Feng Qingwu was still dressed as thinly as before.
Obviously, whether it is privately customized clothes or the latest styles of luxury brands, they will be delivered first every month, but she still wears simple clothes.
She looked at Chang Ning, who took three steps and then two steps and trotted up to her with a shawl.
Feng Qingwu paused.
"give it to me."
When Feng Qingwu reached out to take the shawl, Changning accidentally touched her finger and subconsciously exclaimed, "Qingqing, why are your hands so cold?"
As if to verify what he said, Chang Ning was ready to reach out and hold Feng Qingwu's hand to feel it, "Did you catch a cold..."
"Maybe it's because I washed my hands before going downstairs."
Feng Qingwu avoided Chang Ning's outstretched hand, only took the shawl from her hand, and prepared to walk towards the flower room.
But he only took a step or two.
Feng Qingwu gradually realized that something was wrong, and then slowly stopped.
"I remember there weren't so many bodyguards outside before?"
Feng Qingwu turned to look at Changning and asked.
(End of this chapter)
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