Chapter 818 You Owe Me One Night

The door was knocked, and the waiter's French came from outside the door, "Master Leng, everything you asked for has been delivered."

Leng Qihan took a few steps to the door, opened the door, and took the things in the hands of a group of people.

"Stand by at any time, I'll ring the bell if needed." Leaving a sentence behind, he closed the door with his backhand.

Fang Chixia was still asleep.

In fact, something was wrong when she was on the cruise before. On the way back to the hotel, her body temperature was higher.

Leng Qihan sat beside the bed, stretched out his hand and probed her forehead first, feeling the scalding heat on her forehead, took out an ice pack and applied it to her.

He sat by the bed for a long time, helping her cool down.

"Do you want to go to the hospital?" Leng Qihan was a little worried.

"No, I'm fine." Fang Chixia didn't fall asleep, groggy, but still conscious.

Turning her body to the side of the bed, she added, "Go back to your room too, don't worry about me!"

Leng Qihan's face sank, "I don't care about you, who cares?"

His voice was soft, like he was talking to himself.

Fang Chixia didn't have the energy to argue with him at this time, so he closed his eyes and continued to sleep drowsily.

When it was almost one o'clock in the morning, her cell phone rang once.

Her mobile phone has recently set special music for Luo Yibei's calls, very soothing light music, which is different from others.

Leng Qihan's eyes were slightly sideways, and he glanced calmly on the screen of her mobile phone.

Looking at the words of Luo Yibei that kept flashing on it, his eyes were very deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

Fang Chixia didn't fall asleep at first. She groped her hand on the bed, groped for her phone, and wanted to pick it up. She was also confused at this time. She didn't know what key she touched with her fingertips. .

Luo Yibei's eyes and Leng Qihan's eyes collided across the video. The eyes of the two men exchanged briefly, and it was only across the phone. In the air, lightning and flint suddenly appeared.

Fang Chixia didn't know what was going on. He wanted to bring the phone to his side, but before he could touch his ear, the phone was suddenly taken by one hand.

"She's resting, it's getting late, call next time." Leng Qihan answered the phone on her behalf, his voice was very light and straightforward, and he hung up the phone with a single sentence.

Luo Yibei was sitting on the sofa at home, his hand holding the phone, his fingers tightened, his face was as cold as frost...

Fang Chixia slept drowsily all night, and when he woke up the next morning, his fever had subsided a lot.

Leng Qihan is still in her room, pouring water for her.

He probably hadn't slept last night, but he was still in good spirits.

"Drink it first." Handing her a cup of hot water, he handed her a few more antipyretics.

Fang Chi Xia San took it, staring at him calmly, "You were here last night?"

"Well." Leng Qihan replied lightly to her.

"Thank you..." Fang Chixia just wanted to say something, but Leng Qihan looked sideways, and lightly blocked her words, "If you want to thank me, take care of me for one night next time."

"Are you cursing yourself to be sick?" Fang Chixia was speechless at his words.

"It's okay to get sick occasionally." Leng Qihan's lips were slightly pulled.

Outside the door, there was a knock on the door.

"Room service, breakfast!" was the mellow French, the waiter's voice.

Leng Qihan walked over a few steps, opened the door, and the waiter walked in with a small cart for breakfast.