Recollections of the stars

Chapter 21 Ye Xinchen, I Have a Fever
The quiet night enveloped the Ye family villa.

Ye Xinchen hurried back home, and the servant opened the living room door for him.

Stepping into it, the huge living room was a bit empty. He took off his suit jacket and handed it to Mama Liu beside him.

"Mother Liu, what did you do for Miss Cheng for dinner?" Ye Xinchen asked, and then changed her shoes.

"Sir, Ms. Cheng said she was not feeling well. She wanted to sleep, but she didn't eat." Mama Liu went to the hanger beside her and hung up her suit, with a playful smile on her lips. She guessed that she must be tired from tossing with Mr. .

Ye Xinchen felt faintly worried, she was not feeling well, maybe it was because she had been tossing her for too long during the day.

Sadness immediately formed between brows, Ye Xinchen ignored Liu Ma, turned around and went upstairs.

Hurrying to the door and opening the door, there was darkness in front of my eyes, and I could only judge that Cheng Zhiyi was still here through intermittent breathing.

Ye Xinchen turned on the light, and the dazzling light came on. Zhiyi, who was huddled under the quilt, trembled, and then frowned tightly.

The light stung her eyelids, and the weakness of her body made her feel even more blurred.

Ye Xinchen walked over and sat beside her. He looked down at her and found that her face had lost all color, like a piece of pale paper.

"Xiao Yi, what's wrong with you?" He stretched out his hand to caress her hair, and seeing her sickly face made him very sad.

Zhiyi struggled to open her eyes, her consciousness was a little hazy, she looked at Ye Xinchen in front of her, as if two shadows were constantly swaying in front of her eyes.

Her dry lips were already peeling, she opened her mouth and said with difficulty, "Ye Xinchen, I seem to have a fever."

A few simple words seemed to have exhausted all the strength in his body. Ye Xinchen put his hand on her forehead and found that her forehead was scorchingly hot, like a soldering iron.

How can you be so sick? Isn't it fine during the day?
Ye Xinchen felt bad, wishing to bear the ravages of illness for her.

She closed her eyes, her body was heavy and she had no strength at all.

Ye Xinchen had no doubts about him, at such a moment, he should hurry up and invite the doctor over.

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and called the Ye family's personal doctor, urging him to come quickly.

His tone was urgent, full of concern and concern for her.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Xinchen took out an ice silk nightgown for women from the closet. He bought it for her specially, but he didn't have time to give it to her.

Then, he came to the bed and lifted the thin quilt.

Lying on the bed naked, her delicate figure was even more charming under the light.

The quilt was lifted, and a chill spread all over his body. Zhiyi closed his eyes tightly and asked him weakly, "What do you want to do?"

She was really scared. At such a moment, he would still have bad thoughts about her.

"I'll change your clothes for you. The doctor will come later. Do you want to see people like this?" Ye Xinchen's eyes were reddish, showing distress and strong restraint of desire.

This is the first time I have a woman, I really want to be entangled with her all the time, I want her crazily.

However, he ignored her feelings, forgot about her, and couldn't bear those tossing.

No matter how tough a woman is, she is also fragile when she is sick, so Zhiyi silently agreed.

Ye Xinchen sat beside her, picked up the nightgown and helped her put it on clumsily, but she was like an obedient child, motionless, letting him make every move.

(End of this chapter)