Chapter 27

Apart from Zhu Biran's fur coat on the sofa, there are no other clothes to wear.

"I don't have anything else to change and wash, I'm afraid I'll wrong you first—his—"

Holding the fur coat, she stepped into the room, but when she saw the scene in front of her, she swallowed the words she hadn't spoken yet, and her face turned red.

I saw that Pei Yijing was sitting on the sofa. He had already taken off his sweater and coat, revealing his strong and strong chest. He also took off his trousers, and he was only wearing a gray underwear all over his body.

Hearing the sound from the door, he pulled aside the curtain to cover it, and twitched the corner of his mouth: "Sorry!"

"It's okay." She handed the fur coat to Pei Yijing: "What, I can only wrong you first!"

"thanks!"

When Mo Wan turned around again, Pei Yijing had already put on a fur coat. His tall body was paired with a fur coat. No matter how you looked at it, he felt unworthy. It was a bit funny, but the sexiness revealed in it could not be concealed.

Pei Yijing stretched out his hand and tugged at the jacket, with a faint smile on his lips, a little embarrassed: "Isn't it very inappropriate?"

"Very suitable, very suitable!" Handing him the hot water at the side, Mo Wan took a look at his expression: "Apart from fever, do you have any other discomfort?"

"Gastroenteritis." He drank the hot water in his hand, and the abdominal cramps did not ease in the slightest.

"No wonder your face is so pale! We can't stay here anymore, we have to go out! I'll help you wring out the water on your clothes first, and put on what you can. We'll figure out a way after we get out!"

When gastroenteritis flares up, it's almost so painful that you can't stand up, it hurts like hell!

Pei Yijing smiled slightly: "Okay!"

When I got into the taxi, it was already dark and it started to rain heavily.

Sitting in the car, Mo Wan kept looking out the window, when suddenly her eyes lit up, causing the driver to stop the car and rushing into the heavy rain.

Pei Yijing was still a little puzzled, but the pain from his abdomen forced him to close his eyes and lean back on the seat.

After a while, the car door opened, and Mo Wan, who was covered in rain, sat up panting, stretched out her hand to wipe off the rain on her cheeks, and passed the milk tea over: "Drink some milk tea to warm your stomach first, and then drink medicine .”

Pei Yijing was slightly taken aback, then took the milk tea, glanced at Mo Wan who was extremely embarrassed but smiled at Mimi, and asked, "Do you want some drink?"

"No need! You are the one who is sick, not me. The milk tea is still hot right now. Hurry up and drink some!"

His eyes fell on the half cup of milk tea, a gleam flashed in Pei Yijing's eyes, he put the milk tea aside, he looked at her: "Come on!"

"What?" Mo Wan frowned in confusion.

"Where did you get hurt?"

Hearing this, Mo Wan couldn't help but exclaimed: "How do you know I was hurt!"

"There's only half a cup of milk tea, and you've been gasping for air." He glanced at her and explained the facts.

"Wow! You couldn't be a detective in your previous life, right?" She blinked her eyes and smiled at Mimi: "I really don't mind, you drink the medicine first!"

"I've always been more persistent. Come on, where are you scratched?" His voice was gentle yet undeniable.

Mo Wan bit her lip, and had no choice but to spread her palm in front of his eyes, a deep bloodstain appeared on her palm.

When she was running back with the milk tea just now, she didn't pay attention, her foot slipped, and she hurriedly supported her body with her hands, but she didn't expect that there would be shattered glass on the ground, and it just slipped across the palm of her hand.

Fortunately, the taxi driver had a spare medicine box. Pei Yijing took out the disinfectant from the medicine box and gently disinfected Mo Wan's wound.

As soon as the cotton swab touched the wound, Mo Wan couldn't help biting his lips tightly due to the pain like a needle prick, and his face turned pale!

"Don't bite your own lips, and don't hold back!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he took advantage of Mo Wan not paying attention, and pressed the cotton swab on Mo Wan's wound!

"Ah—" Immediately, she was sweating profusely from the pain, and she even writhed in pain, "It hurts to death! I won't take the medicine! I really won't take the medicine! If you take it again, you will be killed soon." coming!"

Smiling lightly, he glanced at Mo Wan, then stretched out his hand to lightly hold her little hand clenched into a fist because of the pain.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she was a little stunned by his actions.

Pei Yijing picked up a new cotton swab, moved it on her bruised palm, and reminded: "Hold on!"

When the cotton swab fell on the wound again, she gasped in pain and wanted to retract her hand naturally.

But he tightened his palm, holding her hand, refusing to relax!

"It hurts! It really hurts! Can I stop taking the medicine!" She couldn't help twisting her body in pain again!

Pei Yijing looked at her gently, still holding her hand tightly: "Don't make trouble, it will be fine soon!"

She glanced up at him.

His eyes are light and gentle.

The pain seemed to be much lighter in an instant, and the hand involuntarily softened gently in his palm.

"What's your name?" she asked curiously.

He was still smearing the wound, without looking up: "Pei Yijing!"

"Pei Yijing?" She murmured softly, then frowned, and immediately thought of Pei Yihuan, Pei Yifeng and Pei Yishuang.

The names of several people are so similar, so is he also from the Pei family? She was full of curiosity, but she wanted to ask but felt it was very abrupt.

Do you want to ask, are you from the Pei family?

Or, what's your dad's name?

Obviously, there is no way to ask for an exit!

Without further entanglement, she handed him the milk tea that was set aside and said, "I'm really fine. You should drink the medicine while it's hot."

After the wound was bandaged, Pei Yijing took the milk tea: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"You really don't have to be so polite, my name is Mo Wan." She smiled, blinking her eyes.

"It's a nice name!" Pei Yijing smiled lightly, and took a sip of the milk tea, which was a little too sweet. Although he didn't like it, he still finished half a cup of milk tea.

"Well! That's the name my grandma gave me! She can't read, she can't even write her own name, but she can write mine!"

Speaking of grandma, the look on her cheeks is colorful, the eyes are shining, and she has deep nostalgia.

Pei Yijing continued to listen with a smile: "You love your grandma very much..."

"Well! Grandma is the one I love the most in the world!" She replied without hesitation. Without grandma, she would not have a happy childhood!

"Although she is no longer here, she can still hear your words!"

Looking at Pei Yijing in disbelief, she smiled and blinked: "Are you sure your previous life was not a detective?"

(end of this chapter)