Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

  Chapter 2794 The Mischievous General's Beautiful Concubine (40)

   Next door was the sound of the girl's shallow breathing, and his body was stiff.

  It feels like lying on the stomach in the cold snow, waiting for the enemy to come.

  Test his endurance and physical strength.

  Although physical strength is not needed here, but... for some reason, it seems that endurance is more tested.

  Why aren't you sleeping yet?

   She seemed to roll over impatiently.

  The small body curled up.

  The quilt also moved.

  Lu Xinglan remained silent and continued to wait.

  She fell asleep, and she was able to tear off the blinding quilt in the middle.

  Besides, she doesn't sleep honestly and sleeps deeply, she will automatically roll over.

  When the time comes, it won't be...his fault that he touches her.

  Lu Xinglan waited hard, waited...

   She turned carefully, seemingly holding her breath.

  As if afraid of waking him up.

   Lu Xinglan stared blankly at the top of the bed, why... still not asleep?

  He held his breath without saying a word, then carefully glanced sideways to see what was wrong with her.

   As a result, she turned her eyes, only to see Bai Weiwei's eyes were open, the end of her eyes were flushed, and her face was full of moisture, resembling her cheeks with peach blossoms.

   Lu Xinglan frowned, and immediately got up and reached out to touch her face.

   It was terribly hot.

   Wait, those supplements should affect men more.

  She has a cold body, why is she reacting so badly?

  Bai Weiwei seemed a little puzzled, "Master, young master? Did it disturb you?"

  In the dim light, the man's expression was terribly serious. He stared at her for a long while before he said helplessly, "I won't be able to suffer like this from now on."

   After finishing speaking, he got out of bed to find an ice basin.

   There is a big piece of whole ice in the ice basin.

  Lu Xinglan crushed it with his palm expressionlessly, then took a cotton napkin and wrapped it in crushed ice.

   Then stretched out his fingers, brushed aside the broken hair on her forehead, and placed the crushed ice on her forehead.

  She has a fever.

   He cools her down.

  Bai Weiwei stared, her eyes soft and blurred.

  Like an ignorant child, hiding his discomfort, thinking that no one will find out.

  The condemnation that Lu Xinglan was about to utter suddenly stopped.

  He covered her with ice for a while, making sure that the flush at the end of her eyes had subsided a little, and then removed the ice that had started to melt into water.

  The weather is so hot.

   I also ate big supplements, which are harmful but not beneficial.

  He ordered coldly to the outside: "Warm water, towels, and bitter medicine for reducing fire."

  Bitter under fire.

  Especially in this kind of summer, among the medicines that can cause internal heat, the bitter taste must be the first.

  Something is brought.

  Lu Xinglan slowly fed Bai Weiwei water.

  The medicine is still boiling.

  In the deep night, the air is filled with a bitter medicinal fragrance.

  Bai Weiwei struggled to open her eyes, she was lying softly, and her pale complexion began to recover, with a kind of fragile beauty.

   Lu Xinglan still frowned, sitting on the edge of the bed, his gloomy eyes were a little worried.

  Bai Weiwei stared at him blankly for a while.

   before reaching out and gently hooking his fingertips.

   "Master..."

  Her voice trembled, but with an unbearable affection.

   "You're such a nice guy."

   You're really... a nice guy.

   This is a sentence that Lu Xinglan is no stranger to.

   Many ordinary people have said this sincerely to him who won the battle.

  The result was not as shocking as her fragile eyes and a weak compliment.

   Lu Xinglan looked at her for a long time, and finally stretched out his hand to gently stroke the end of her beautiful eyes as if sighing, his voice was low and soft.

   "Sleep, I'm here."

  The night was getting dark, and the man turned his back to the candlelight.

  In the darkness, his eyes seemed to be filled with broken stars.

  He slightly bent his fingers, put her fingertips into his palm, and tightened them little by little.

  【Ding, the hero's favorability is thirty-five. 】

   The last one is done, good night.

   I went to write a new article, I am a hardworking bee, buzzing away.

  (end of this chapter)