in love with abusive writer

After a while without receiving a reply, Cheng Xiaoxiao was suddenly amused by herself. At this point, even in Tibet, it must be twelve o'clock, so Nuan Nuan went to bed early.

Resting on her arms and watching TV for a while, Cheng Xiaoxiao began to feel drowsy, her head was facing the air vent of the central air conditioner, her body was chilly, Cheng Xiaoxiao pulled the thin quilt to wrap herself tightly, changed the channel, and a cartoon bear was playing. Haunted, Cheng Xiaoxiao's eyelids became heavier and he kept probing on the verge of falling asleep.

"Boom..." Hearing a loud noise from the bedroom, Cheng Xiaoxiao immediately opened her eyes, and sat up vigilantly in conditioned reflex. What was the sound just now?

It seemed to be coming from the room.

With worry and responsibility, Cheng Xiaoxiao decided to go and have a look.

Gently pushed open the door, didn't see anyone on the bed at a glance, looked down and found Han Yifei on the floor, it turned out that she fell off the bed, she had a false alarm, and made Cheng Xiaoxiao squeeze cold sweat thinking that there was someone in the room thief.

With a sigh of relief, Cheng Xiaoxiao stepped forward and helped Han Yifei up. After overcoming all difficulties, she finally put her on the bed.

but……

Cheng Xiaoxiao looked at the face on the bed, her face was flushed red, her brows were slightly wrinkled, it seemed that something was wrong, and when she touched her skin when she was carrying it, she felt hot.

Thinking of this, Cheng Xiaoxiao stretched out his hand and landed on Han Yifei's forehead, then his eyes widened, he was startled a little, and actually had a fever.

This is the first time she encountered such a situation, Cheng Xiaoxiao was a little at a loss, and was so anxious that she turned around in a hurry. If this woman got sick outside, would she, Cheng Xiaoxiao, also have inescapable responsibility?

Thinking of this, she had no choice but to search online for ways to reduce the fever, but she found some physical ways to reduce the fever, Cheng Xiaoxiao didn't care so much, so let her try first.

I went to the bathroom to get a clean towel. Cheng Xiaoxiao bought it at a supermarket near her home last night. Before she could use it, she wet it with warm water and wrung it dry.

Facing Han Yifei who was lying on the bed unconsciously, Cheng Xiaoxiao suddenly felt worried, where is the best place to start...

Without thinking too much, Cheng Xiaoxiao brushed off the hair on Han Yifei's neck, and began to wipe gently with a towel, repeatedly wiping the neck, armpits, limbs, palms...

After about an hour of wiping, Cheng Xiaoxiao's hands were really sore. Han Yifei seemed to be waking up, and stretched out his hand to hold Cheng Xiaoxiao.

"I'll get you some water to drink." Cheng Xiaoxiao broke away from her and got up to pour water again.

After feeding Han Yifei a big glass of water, she lay down again. Cheng Xiaoxiao held the glass in one hand while the other froze in the air. You can forget about sleeping, why are you hugging me...

Han Yifei hugged Cheng Xiaoxiao's waist tightly with both hands, with an ambiguous posture.

Well, since you are a patient, I don't care about you, Cheng Xiaoxiao put the cup on the bedside table, and took a deep breath.

The hands of the wall clock on the wall moved step by step, and it was already past three o'clock in the morning. She leaned against the head of the bed and yawned one after another, with teary eyes, but Han Yifei slept soundly, breathing calmly and regularly.

Cheng Xiaoxiao couldn't help but looked down at her. This woman only looked at the pollution-free woman when she was asleep, and she didn't seem so annoying.

At the same moment, looking at her face, Cheng Xiaoxiao's mind flashed many images of the Eighteen Eighteen Bans, including the first time the two had sex after drinking, and the second meeting to play in the toilet.

Silently, she blushed, feeling a little complicated.

"Cheng Xiaoxiao..." Han Yifei suddenly called her name out of nowhere.

"What, what are you doing?" Cheng Xiaoxiao was frightened to death, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

After waiting for a while without a response, it turned out that Han Yifei was just talking in his sleep.

Cheng Xiaoxiao curled her lips as she was calling herself in the dream.

Leaning against the head of the bed, she fell asleep unknowingly. When she woke up, Han Yifei was no longer there. Cheng Xiaoxiao rubbed her eyes and got out of bed in a daze. There was no one in the living room. Could it be that she had already left?

She yawned several times in a row, washed her face and brushed her teeth, and looked at herself in the mirror with dark circles under her eyes.

After cleaning up briefly, she received a call from Han Yifei.

"Are you awake?"

"Yeah." Cheng Xiaoxiao nodded.

"Then pack it up, and I'll talk to Boss Qin about the contract later," Han Yifei said again.

"That... the contract has been signed." Cheng Xiaoxiao said.

Han Yifei on the phone was obviously stunned, "When did you sign it?"

"Just last night when you were drinking with Boss Qin, I took it out, and Boss Qin signed it very readily."

"...All right." Cheng Xiaoxiao paused and said, "Since the work is done, check out and go back."

"Okay, I'll pack my bags now."

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Xiaoxiao suddenly felt very regretful. Why was she in such a hurry to sign the contract? She only enjoyed one day of vacation, and she still slept against the head of the bed at night. She didn't sleep well at all. She was in a hurry this morning It's really not worth it to go back.

At 08:30, I had a simple breakfast in the hotel restaurant. Apart from reporting work, Cheng Xiaoxiao hardly talked to Han Yifei about other topics.

After checking out and coming out of the hotel, Cheng Xiaoxiao dragged her suitcase and silently followed Han Yifei. In broad daylight, the light was bright, and she saw what happened to the hot pink Maserati at a glance, and she began to feel guilty.

Sure enough, Han Yifei also found out, and couldn't help but start to wonder, "Did I hit the car when I came back last night?"

In desperation, Cheng Xiaoxiao had no choice but to answer along, "Yes, when you came back yesterday, you drank too much and insisted on driving by yourself, but it clicked on the guardrail as soon as you started it."

Hearing Cheng Xiaoxiao's vivid description, Han Yifei seemed to believe it, and stopped asking. After putting the suitcase away, he started to return.

Cheng Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief.

"Did I drink a lot last night?" Han Yifei who was driving the car suddenly asked.

Cheng Xiaoxiao, who was in a daze, reacted a little too late, "Ah, yes, you and Boss Qin are both drunk."

"Oh……"

After another meeting, Han Yifei asked again, "Then did I...say or do..."

"Huh?" Cheng Xiaoxiao didn't quite understand.

"Things you shouldn't do." Han Yifei gritted his teeth and blurted out.

Cheng Xiaoxiao immediately understood, blushing and hesitatingly replied, "No, no."

"That's good." Han Yifei looked forward and continued to focus on driving.

She still remembered that when she just woke up in the morning, her body felt stiff and her limbs were numb, while Cheng Xiaoxiao was hugging her tightly with both arms, all kinds of messy pictures flashed in Han Yifei's head.

In order not to wake her up, Han Yifei managed to get out of her shackles, picked up her bag on the table, and walked around the open suitcases piled up randomly on the floor of the living room, where the bears were still playing on the TV.

It wasn't until after going out of the room that Han Yifei realized that she didn't have a room card in her bag, so she had to go downstairs to the front desk to confirm her identity and ask someone to open the door.

As for what happened, she didn't remember at all, she was completely drunk.

The car was already on the high speed, surrounded by green plants passing by quickly, and the air conditioner was turned on in the car. Han Yifei glanced in the rearview mirror and saw that Cheng Xiaoxiao was sleeping soundly by the window, and silently raised her hand to raise the temperature.