Don't. Don't what?
Ling Jing moved a little closer. Su Peizhen was in a daze. Her voice was very soft and couldn't be heard clearly.
He narrowed his eyes and stared at her face, moving closer to her lips.
Because of her fever, her breath was hot. He was waiting for her to speak, but she didn't.
When he got up and was about to leave, Su Peizhen began to talk in her sleep again.
"Don't –"
"Dad. Don't – "
"Mom."
"Why? Why? "
…
She finally heard the last few sentences more clearly, but Ling Jing was startled. He stared at Su Peizhen's face and thought about the information he had found.
"Mom. Why? "
He stood up straight and stared straight at Su Peizhen's face.
After Su Peizhen went to prison, she dreamed of her past almost every night.
When she was the daughter of the Su Family, when she was Li Qianxue's daughter. She still remembered how she was held in Li Qianxue's arms and listened to her fairy tales.
She also remembered how Li Qianxue carefully cultivated her, from music, chess, calligraphy and painting to business and economics.
She still remembered how Li Qianxue thought about her and arranged a marriage with Qiu Yanbo for her. She thought it was the best marriage.
She also remembered how Li Qianxue and Su Chenghui stayed by her bed when she was sick, afraid that she would feel uncomfortable.
Those memories were so deep that unless Su Peizhen lost her memory, she couldn't get rid of the first twenty years of her life.
But later, she served her sentence in prison day after day. She waited day after day, but other than Xiang Caiping, Li Qianxue didn't come. She understood.
She couldn't go back. She could never go back.
She couldn't get back what she had lost.
Everything she once had became someone else's. It had nothing to do with her anymore.
…
She still remembered when she celebrated her first birthday in prison. Other than Xiang Caiping who came to see her in the morning, no one else said a word of blessing to her.
Her birthday in the first year would be the grandest and the grandest event in Lin City.
She would receive countless expensive gifts, and countless people who wanted to establish connections with the Su Family and the Li Family would come to congratulate her.
Most importantly, she would have her parents, grandfather, and brother, Su Yuxin, at her birthday party.
Those were her most cherished family members.
However, when she celebrated her birthday, none of those people appeared again.
She kept waiting until midnight. When the flame went out, she finally understood that she couldn't go back. She couldn't go back to the past.
Ever since that day, he had never dreamed of her past or her past.
But today, she didn't know what was going on. Once again, he fell into that nightmare.
She dreamed that Li Qianxue broke up with Su Chenghui and that Li Qianxue looked at her. Her tearful eyes seemed to be filled with helplessness. "You are not my daughter. Wrong, everything is wrong. "
Su Chenghui smiled bitterly at her in the dream. "I'm sorry, Peizhen. I've done this to you."
"Peizhen, forgive me."
"Peizhen, I'm sorry."
Su Chenghui's voice was like a curse to Su Peizhen. Over and over again, it was just to remind her that she was not Li Qianxue's child.
So what if she was not a child of the Li Family?
Could the feelings of more than 20 years be gone just like that?
She really didn't understand. In the end, she didn't want to understand either.
But maybe it was because of the illness, or maybe it was because of her deepest desire. Su Peizhen lay there powerlessly. The softest and most secret part of her body was exposed in front of others at this time.
She thought that no one would know, but she didn't know that Ling Jing, who was beside her, had been standing by the bed, staring at Su Peizhen's face.
Watching her sleep, watching her talk in her sleep, watching her cry in her sleep.
Ling Jing subconsciously reached out his hand. Just as he was about to touch Su Peizhen's cheek, he suddenly withdrew his hand.
He took a step back and stared at Su Peizhen's face with an unreadable expression.
… …
Su Peizhen slept for a long time. When she opened her eyes, it was dark outside.
She had a bad headache. She blinked and couldn't tell where she was for a moment.
The room was lit up, and the sudden light made her narrow her eyes.
Her body was helped up, and there was a warm touch on her lips. Warm water entered her throat, and she swallowed instinctively.
It was also at this time that she saw clearly who the person in front of her was.
Ling Jing was holding a cup and carefully feeding her water. His eyes were gentle, and at that moment, his devilish face actually seemed to have a hint of gentleness.
She was stunned for a moment and didn't respond further.
"You're awake, so take the medicine," Ling Jing said. He put the cup in his hand on the bedside table, poured out the medicine, and put it into Su Peizhen's mouth.
It was bitter. The pill was very bitter. Su Peizhen frowned. Ling Jing fed her water again.
She was sick, and she took the medicine, so her mouth became more and more bitter. Her delicate eyebrows were knitted so tightly that a mosquito could be squeezed to death.
"What's wrong?" Ling Jing looked at her with concern. Su Peizhen looked at the gentleness in his eyes. For some reason, she blurted out the word bitter.
"Bitter?" Ling Jing looked at her, then at the medicine on the side. Suddenly, he leaned over and kissed her lips.
She was still sick, and she didn't have any strength in her body. Her mouth was also extremely bitter. However, the man still didn't dislike it at all. He directly gave her a deep kiss.
She couldn't react at all, and the fever made her reason slower than usual. All her body could feel was the man's aura, the man's taste.
She snuggled weakly in his arms, letting him kiss her wantonly. Until he finally let her go.
He gently caressed her lips, his eyes as gentle as water.
"It won't be bitter like this, right?"
As he spoke, he took a pillow from the side and placed it behind her.
"I asked Xiao Zhao to come over and cook some porridge. You're sick, so you can only eat something light."
Su Peizhen didn't say anything. She watched Ling Jing get up and bring her porridge. Before she could reach out to take it, the man had already begun to feed her.
It could be seen that Ling Jing had no experience doing this at all. His movements were very clumsy.
He didn't even put the spoon in her mouth, but placed it on her lips. The slightly hot temperature made her avoid it. "It's hot."
"Hot?" Ling Jing glanced at the spoon, blew on it, and handed it to her again.
This time, it wasn't hot. Su Peizhen opened her mouth. The porridge was very bland. She had no taste in her mouth now, so it was actually the same no matter what she ate.
Just looking at Ling Jing, she suddenly had a strange feeling.
His relationship with her was based on money. It was normal for Ling Jing to please her, but he didn't need to do this.
Su Peizhen kept looking at Ling Jing as the porridge entered her stomach. He was also looking at her. His eyes were focused, and it actually made his usual devilish appearance a lot gentler.
At this moment, Su Peizhen's usually calm heart had a very imperceptible fluctuation.
After finishing the porridge, Ling Jing put the bowl aside.
"How do you feel? Do you still want to sleep? "
Su Peizhen shook her head. "Give me my phone."
Phone? Ling Jing thought of the phone ringing just now. He originally wanted to answer Su Peizhen's call. In the end, he didn't answer it.
A lack of forbearance in small matters would spoil great plans. He was patient and could endure.
Holding her phone, Su Peizhen looked at Ling Jing with a bit of inquisitiveness in her eyes.
There were a total of ten missed calls on her phone, from Xiang Caiping, Su Chenghui, and Lin Feixing.
After drinking the porridge, she felt much better and called Xiang Caiping first.
"Peizhen, Feixing said he couldn't find you, so he came to our house. Where are you?"
"Mom, I'm fine. I just put my phone on silent mode and didn't receive any calls."
"Why is your voice so hoarse?"
"I'm fine. I just have a little cold."
"You're sick?" Xiang Caiping suddenly became nervous. "Where are you? Are you in Rong Garden? I'll come to see you now. "
"Mom, it's okay. I've taken the medicine, and it's almost done. I'll be fine after a nap. "
"Are you really fine?"
"I'm really fine. Mom, don't worry. It's just a little cold. I'll be fine after a nap. "
How could Su Peizhen dare to let Xiang Caiping come? If she really came, how would she explain when she met Ling Jing?
"Then have a good rest. By the way, call Feixing back later. He's very worried about you. "
"I know, I will."
After hanging up, Su Peizhen called Su Chenghui. He was in Lin City. Lin Feixing called Su Peizhen, but she didn't answer, so he tried to contact Su Chenghui.
Su Chenghui heard Su Peizhen's voice and knew that she had a cold, so he told her to have a good rest.
"I'll come to see you in two days."
"Okay."
After hanging up, Su Peizhen felt a headache. However, she did remember that she had agreed to go on a business trip with Lin Feixing today.
"Sorry." As soon as the call was connected, Su Peizhen apologized first. "I have a cold. I'm not feeling well, so I haven't gone to the airport since I slept. "
"You're sick?" Lin Feixing's tone suddenly changed. "Where are you? I came to see you. I went to your house to look for you, but your mom said you weren't home. "
"I'm in my apartment near my company. You don't have to come. I'll be fine after a nap. I'm really sorry that I didn't meet you today. I might have to trouble you to explain it to me later. "
"It's okay. You're sick, so have a good rest. I'll go on my own this time. Take care of yourself. "
"Okay." Su Peizhen really felt sorry. "Sorry to trouble you. I'm really sorry this time. "
"I'm sorry. I didn't know you were sick. "
After hanging up, Ling Jing happened to come in from outside. When she called Xiang Caiping earlier, he had already gone out.
Such a thoughtful gesture made Su Peizhen look at him in a new light.
This man was really annoying when he was clingy, but sometimes he was very gentlemanly.
He was obviously a hooligan, but he had such a gentlemanly temperament. It was amazing.
Ling Jing came in and saw Su Peizhen holding the phone and looking at him. He took a few steps forward, took the phone out of her palm, and put it aside.
"You're not well yet. Rest more."
As he spoke, he put her hand in his palm and held it tightly.
"Business can never be finished. When the body collapses, there will be nothing left. "
Su Peizhen was silent. It felt very strange to hear such words from a person like Ling Jing.
"Do you want to sleep for a while more?"
"No." Su Peizhen shook her head. "I feel very uncomfortable. I want to take a shower."
"Let me help you take a shower."
Ling Jing volunteered, but Su Peizhen instinctively refused. "No."
If it weren't for him yesterday, she wouldn't have been sick or caught a cold.
Ling Jing circled her body as she was about to get up and stared at her face. "Don't worry, I'm not so perverted as to bully a patient."
Su Peizhen didn't believe him, but Ling Jing had already got up and went in the direction of the bathroom.
When he came out after filling the hot water for Su Peizhen, he saw that Su Peizhen was really going to get out of bed. He quickly went forward and picked her up.
"Ling Jing, put me down."
"I said, I'll help you."
Ling Jing's eyes were gentle, and he fixed his gaze on Su Peizhen. Su Peizhen couldn't refuse him anymore.
Her clothes were taken off. Su Peizhen looked at Ling Jing's movements, and for the first time, she felt a little shy.
Soon, her body was put into the bathtub. The water temperature was very suitable, and her body was surrounded by water.
If Ling Jing hadn't messed around with her in this bathtub yesterday, she wouldn't have caught a cold. At first, she looked at Ling Jing with some defense.
Later, she realized that when he said he would help her take a bath, he really did help her take a bath.
She watched as Ling Jing washed her body. At that moment, she suddenly returned to her childhood.
There were servants at home, but Li Qianxue and Su Chenghui really doted on her.
Most of the time, they would rather do it themselves.
Li Qianxue bathed her, and Su Chenghui gently dried her hair.
His palm touched that extremely secret place, and Su Peizhen actually felt that her face was burning for a moment.
For Ling Jing, this bath was also extremely difficult.
The beauty in the bathtub had lost her usual fierce aura because of her illness, because of the beauty's illness, and instead, she was a little more delicate.
That different appearance brought a brand new excitement.
He couldn't wait to directly do this damned woman here and now.
He resisted the impulse in his heart, and suppressed the almost uncontrollable excitement in his lower body.
He calmly bathed her, then picked her up and wiped her.
From beginning to end, his movements were extremely gentle. Su Peizhen was carried in his arms and returned to the room.
He carefully dried the water for her and put her on the bed.
"Have a good rest."
Su Peizhen was still sick and weak. She closed her eyes and allowed herself to fall asleep.
It was just that she had slept too much during the day. Although she was sleepy, she couldn't fall asleep so quickly.
Ling Jing followed her to the bed, lay down beside her, and reached out to encircle her in his arms.
"Sleep."
She looked up at him. He smiled at her and leaned over to kiss her on the lips.
"I'll sleep with you. You'll be fine after a good sleep. "
Preposterous reasoning. She had never heard of anyone who could be cured after a good sleep. Su Peizhen wanted to refute, but after her body was encircled by his arms, she really relaxed.
Closing her eyes and feeling Ling Jing's hot chest in front of her, she finally indulged herself and fell into a deep sleep.
Her body subconsciously snuggled in Ling Jing's direction, tightly pressed against his chest.
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