Quick Travel: Vicious Female Supporting Role Playing Project

This is definitely the fastest Jiang Xinlian has ever moved in her life.

She was so shocked that she immediately rushed over and knocked the tea cup out of Allen's hand with a wave of her hand.

The tea cup smashed and the tea soaked into the carpet.

Allen kept raising it to his mouth, a little confused: "Ginger, ginger?"

Jiang Xinlian clutched her chest and gasped, all her original negative emotions burned away by the rising anger.

This fool!

She stood up on tiptoes and grabbed Allen's ears, twisting them until he whined and begged for mercy, and said harshly: "Are you an idiot! Who allowed you to drink water randomly! Is this for you to drink!"

Allen screamed when he was twisted: "I'm sorry, I know I was wrong, Jiang Jiang, it hurts so much, please stop grabbing me."

"Did you know just now!" She stopped speaking halfway and swallowed the rest of her words.

Do you know that you almost died just now?

She let go in frustration and glared at him: "You disappear from my room right now! I don't want to see you anymore."

"Jiang Jiang..."

Allen wanted to say something more, but was kicked and pushed out by Jiang Xinlian. He stood pitifully at the door, dejected when he saw that Jiang Jiang never paid attention to him.

Just when he was thinking about whether to settle down at Jiang Jiang's doorstep, his father's angry voice came from behind.

"Alan! Why did you come to Jiang Jiang's door if you didn't take a good rest in the middle of the night to recuperate?"

Duke William was about to fall asleep when he vaguely heard some movement outside, so he put on his clothes and came out to take a look. Sure enough, that boy Allen went to harass Jiang Jiang again!

Facing his father's glare, Allen stiffly smiled: "Father, I, I, actually."

Fatal question, Allen wouldn't lie, and he couldn't make up a suitable reason after stammering for a long time.

"You, now, lie down back to your own room immediately!"

Duke William was tired.

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Allen's illness was surprisingly serious this time. He had recurring fevers.

For several days, Jiang Xinlian didn't see Allen downstairs. After asking, he found out that the idiot was lying in bed in a daze all day long.

Her expression was a little solemn, and she began to wonder, did she not move fast enough that day, or did Allen drink poison?

Could it be that Allen's current condition is not because of illness, but because of poisoning? But the doctor failed to see it, so why does this happen again and again?

This, if it was really because of drinking poison, we can't blame her, right?

The poison that night was not prepared for him at all.

That was the relief she gave herself.

But who would have thought of that idiot Allen!

The more Jiang Xinlian thought about it, the more anxious she became, and finally she felt that she wanted to see Allen in person.

See if he is simply sick, or if he is poisoned.

At night, the doctor checked Allen's condition and judged: "Master Allen is fine. His fever has not gone away, and it is also because he is not sweating."

The weather is cold now, and Allen usually never uses the fireplace in his room. Now it is lit to help him sweat and reduce fever, but for some reason it never works.

Therefore, Master Allen is a person who is neither afraid of cold nor heat, and the doctor admires him very much.

Hearing that his son was fine, Duke William was relieved. He was getting older. In the past few days, because Allen had been worried and relaxed, he looked tired, and he couldn't hold on any longer. The housekeeper quickly helped him go back to rest.

Allen has never needed servants to be close to him. Now he is asleep. If someone stays in the room, he will frown all the time in his sleep, making him restless.

The doctor and the servant knew Master Allen's temper, so they also packed their things and left quietly.

When the entire manor fell into silence, Allen's door made a slight "click" and Jiang Xinlian crept in.

This was the first time she had entered Allen's room in the past six years. She was extremely unfamiliar with the furnishings in the room. The dim light could not help her. She almost tripped after taking a few steps and fumbled for a while before she found the edge of the bed. , holding the edge of the bed and moving to the head of the bed.

In the quiet environment, you could only hear Allen's slightly heavy breathing, which was obviously uncomfortable.

Jiang Xinlian's night vision was not good, and because Allen was lying in the middle of the big bed, she could only see a vague human figure, let alone see his face.

She carefully took off her shoes, lifted up her skirt and spread it on the bed. She raised her knees and pressed onto the bed. She gently moved to Allen's side in a kneeling position, leaned over and held her breath to look at his face.

Her face was slightly red because of the fever, and her eyelids were trembling because of the restless sleep. With their current distance, she could even feel the burning heat coming from Allen's body.

The color of his lips...

Jiang Xinlian reached out and touched it lightly. It was a little dry and cracked because of the fever, but it was not purple. She looked healthy except for the fever.

No poisoning.

She was relieved, and just when she was about to take her hand away, Allen opened his lips slightly and gently took her finger in his mouth, very gently, like an unconscious behavior in a dream.

She was stunned for a moment, then raised her head to meet Allen's blue eyes. In the dimness, the watery blue eyes seemed to be shining brightly.

"Jiang Jiang..."

He called her softly, so softly that it seemed to disappear in the air the next moment, but the attachment was still flowing slowly.

Jiang Xinlian was a little embarrassed, at a loss, and a little panicked. She immediately retracted her hand, holding up the hem of her skirt to leave.

Allen reached out and grasped her wrist, and the hot temperature spread from the joint, making her shudder.

"Let me go quickly." She scolded in a low voice, twisting her wrist to try to break free, but even in her illness, Allen's hand was surprisingly strong and there was no room to break free.

Jiang Xinlian was furious: "Are you dizzy? You still won't let go."

"I'm not dizzy."

With a gentle tug from Allen, the girl's body fell on him uncontrollably. She tried to stand up, but was pushed back by strong arms around her waist.

"Ginger ginger."

He hugged the girl tightly, and his somewhat sluggish brain thought that Jiang Jiang might catch a cold due to the cold weather, so he hugged her and turned over, pressing her under him, and explained in a confused voice: "I will use it as a quilt for you. It’s not cold anymore.”

Has this idiot been burned out of his mind?

Jiang Xinlian was so pressed that she could hardly breathe. She pushed him hard, but she couldn't push him. His strong and tall body covered her above her. She couldn't even see the ceiling. This small space was filled with the entangled breath of the two people.

Unable to escape or push away, Jiang Xinlian was so tired that she simply stopped struggling and allowed Allen to come closer, kissing her soft face with his hot lips.

"Jiang Jiang, Jiang Jiang..."

Allen lay in her ear and kept whispering, and the breath he sprayed became hotter and hotter. The obstructive clothes blocked his downward movement, and he, who was usually mild-tempered, became unusually irritable.

He straightened up. Just as Jiang Xinlian took a breath of fresh air, she saw him frowning and grabbing the collar of her pajamas, violently tearing her to both sides.

"Tear--"

My chest felt cold, and soon it was pressed against the man's strong chest muscles, and he kissed her like a sticky dog.

"Ginger, so fragrant"

"You, you bastard, get out of here!"

Jiang Xinlian grabbed his hair to hold back crying, completely unable to resist his tendency to go crazy.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Jiang Jiang."

Allen apologized profusely and kept moving.

Bastard! Wait for tomorrow, wait for tomorrow! She must kill him!

Jiang Xinlian thought in confusion.