Love Burns Out: Mr. Li Loves Me

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It was only ten minutes before a knock on the door interrupted their conversation.

Wen Rong had just hidden the medicine in the mezzanine near her bedside when Li Zhengting pushed the door open and walked in.

Looking at the intimate posture of the two on the bed, Li Zhengting's eyes flashed with displeasure.

"Feng Jue is waiting for you downstairs."

It was obvious from his words that he wanted to send the guest away, so Qi Ran couldn't stay any longer.

Watching Qi Ran's leaving back, the spirit in Wen Rong's eyes slowly dissipated, but this was not what Li Zhengting wanted to see.

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Illness comes like a mountain down, sickness goes like a thread.

Perhaps it was because her emotions fluctuated so much when she saw Qi Ran that day that her whole body started to burn again in the evening.

But this time she didn't lie down in bed quietly like she did the night before, waiting for the IV.

When Wen Rong heard that Li Zhengting had called Dr. Lin personally, she didn't know where she got the strength from and threw herself into the man's arms!

Li Zhengting held up her soft little body, trying to make a phone call while holding back his strength for fear of hurting her by using too much force.

"Doctor Lin, I'll have the driver pick you up in an hour...hiss, stop it!"

Wen Rong showed no mercy and bit down slowly on his neck!

The man's arms were full of blue veins, but the little thing in his arms continued to tease him without knowing whether to live or die.

Wen Rong wrapped her delicate arms around his shoulders, almost hanging them in front of his chest. She tilted her little neck and looked at him aggrievedly with her watery fox eyes.

Doctor Lin on the other end of the phone was still asking: "Mr. Li, is Miss Wen also suffering from a fever this time? Are there any other symptoms..."

Li Zhengting no longer had the heart to listen to what was said on the other end of the phone.

The person in his arms had already sat up from his knees on the bed, with his arms resting on his shoulders. His delicate fingers were inserted into his hair, moving continuously along the hard black hair.

After Wen Rong had a fever, her voice became hoarse, so she could only speak in a whisper, biting the man's ear and breathing: "...I don't want to get another injection, okay?"

"The needle is thick and hard, it hurts..."

With a click, the phone fell onto the carpet. Li Zhengting took a deep breath, trying to calm his uncontrollable restlessness.

But Wen Rong seemed to be seeking death!

The long and straight legs were wrapped around the strong waist, hanging on Li Zhengting like a koala.

"I'll be fine after a good sleep... No need to bother the doctor."

After saying that, she immediately loosened her strength, her legs and arms went limp, and she collapsed in Li Zhengting's arms like a dodder, allowing him to hold her.

I don't know when the call was hung up, and Dr. Lin recalled the last voice coming from the other end of the phone.

I always feel it's weird. Are you working out in the middle of the night?

Panting like that?

As expected, she didn’t understand the capitalists’ hobbies.

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Li Zhengting looked down at Wen Rong who was sleeping soundly with a cup in her arms, and then he grinned at the tent erected beneath him.

No one had ever dared to treat him like this, which made him very angry, but she slept soundly.

But just as he turned to leave, his palm was grabbed by someone!

The soft fingers shook gently, "I'm afraid of the dark... Don't go."

Wen Rong did not lie, she was indeed afraid of the dark. She had to keep a night light on in her room when she went to bed at night, only then would she feel safe.

Li Zhengting leaned over without any hesitation and kissed her sweaty forehead, sighing helplessly: "No, I'm going to get the antipyretic medicine prescribed by Doctor Lin, be good..."

The medicine was on the coffee table in the living room on the first floor. Wen Rong watched Li Zhengting walk out and disappear, without a trace of confusion in her eyes.

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Li Zhengting took care of Wen Rong all night without closing his eyes.

Only when her high fever finally subsided did he feel completely relieved.

Wen Rong was sleeping soundly. He went to the bathroom to take a shower, then he lifted the quilt and lay down in it.

Looking at the beautiful sleeping face in his arms, his heart seemed to be filled with sweet and sour gummy bears.

As long as there is a warm place, there is no room for anything else in his eyes.

The sudden chill made Wen Rong shiver subconsciously, and she instinctively moved towards the heat source.

Li Zhengting was naturally happy about this.

His palm touched her soft belly. In the previous times of lovemaking, he did not take any precautions.

Li Zhengting couldn't help but think that maybe his child was already here.

Thinking of this, his heart warmed up and his eyes were fixed on her peaceful and beautiful face.

Ever since she came to the villa in the woods, she had been in a depressed mood, with the sadness between her brows so thick that it could not be dispelled. He even moved. If she continued to be so gloomy, he would not mind tying Ying Huainian up and forcing her to let go of those bad memories.

He wanted to make her laugh, just like he used to.

Every day when I go home, I can see her eager and admiring eyes.

At night, they would lie down under him obediently and allow him to do whatever he wanted.

Every morning, she would tie his tie herself and shyly ask for a farewell kiss when he left the house.

They will have a lovely child, and raise her into a talented person who will become the next heir of the Li family. When the time comes, he will take her wherever she wants to go.

Maybe he had done something wrong before. Such a soft-hearted and kind-hearted girl like Wen Rong should be pampered, cared for, loved and spoiled so that she can live in a honey pot all her life.

This is also the destination she was supposed to have. As long as she is willing, he can give her everything.

Only now did Li Zhengting realize that he wanted to love Wen Rong.

Even if he doesn't believe in love, if the other person is Wen Rong, then he can indulge her.

All her love and affection should be given by him, as for others...

There was a flash of disdain in Li Zhengting's eyes. He was not worthy.

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When Wen Rong woke up again, the stickiness on her body caused by sweating had been washed away, but she was not wearing a nightgown, and her fair skin was wrapped in satin.

She was alone in the room.

The tempting smell of food came from downstairs. Wen Rong was indeed hungry. For so many days, she couldn't eat or sleep at night. She made herself sick and it was not enough to do anything else.

After a whole night's rest, she had recovered most of her energy. She opened the closet and was about to put on her nightgown, but when her eyes swept across the row of shirts next to her, she paused.

A few seconds later, Wen Rong took a white shirt and put it on. Her hair was casually scattered, giving her a kind of unrestrained natural beauty.