Chapter 2951 Extra Chapter (If 21)

She blushed and looked away subconsciously, dodging.

The man stared at her, and slowly moved his hand down to rest on her waist.

With a strong effort, he picked her up.

"Be good and coax me well."

He croaked and carried her into the bathroom.

The door closed immediately.

"Well - I'm your sister -"

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Lin Xiaosheng opened his eyes.

In front of my eyes, the blurry scene gradually became clear.

Strange yet familiar, once in a trance.

When he woke up from his sleep, he remained motionless and stared straight ahead.

Light blue ceiling, exquisite and radiant crystal chandelier.

He was lying on the bed, covered with a quilt.

The brain that used to be clear and bright was now in chaos, like a rusty machine that couldn't move for a long time.

He stared at the lamp on the ceiling as if in a daze.

In a trance, it's like you haven't woken up from a dream.

It's like a dream but not a dream. Dreams and reality blend together.

It's too real, like the world in a kaleidoscope, it's really hard to distinguish.

He looked pale and coughed a few times.

The dark, misty eyes turned slightly and subconsciously looked to the side.

I habitually stretch out my hand to explore——

Unfortunately, there is no one.

There was nothing around him except the cold quilt and pillow.

There is no one who is intimate with him in the dream.

In the dream...

He was slightly startled.

……Dream?

Just a dream?

He was about to hold up his weak and weak body in an instant.

"Are you awake?"

In the unusually quiet room, a familiar and pleasant voice suddenly sounded.

Soft, gentle and clear.

The haunting voice in his dream appeared in the direction of the door, causing him to look over immediately.

I just looked at the beautiful woman in pajamas, with fair and glowing skin, wearing slippers and holding a water glass in her hand, walking over.

He walked to the bed, sat down, put down the water glass, and reached out to touch him.

Touch his forehead.

She touched it, then touched her own, and compared it, it felt almost the same, and she was visibly relieved.

"The fever is finally gone."

The fever lasted for two days and she was in a coma. She was so worried that he was going to burn her to death.

"Are you thirsty? Do you want some water?"

She touched his pale and bloodless face, held it with both hands, and said in a coaxing tone, "I cooked some porridge, can you get a bowl for you? You haven't eaten much in the past two days, you must be very - —”

Before she finished speaking, she was suddenly hugged.

The man, who had been having a fever for a long time and whose fever had just subsided, found the strength to hug her extra hard.

Holding her tightly, her breathing was heavy and rapid, and she was a little unsteady for a while.

"Si Si..."

His throat was burned dry and hoarse.

He kept rubbing her face, smelling her breath, and hugging her with extreme insecurity like a poor person who was forced to lose and finally regain.

Holding her warm body, the breath of real existence.

It seemed like this was the only way to confirm her.

Only then can we confirm that this is reality, not...

Dream.

"……What's the matter?"

She was a little confused when she was suddenly hugged.

"Having a nightmare?"

She didn't struggle even when she was hugged.

After thinking about it, I hugged him back and patted him gently.

"What did you dream about?" she asked gently.

The man holding her tightly said nothing.

Just rub against her, keep rubbing against her.

He wanted to kiss her, but when he was about to kiss her, he suddenly thought that he was sick.

Colds are contagious.

You can't kiss her, you can't infect her.