Beloved Marriage in High Society

Chapter 18

Wang Feng looked at him from behind, and his eyes widened. He could guarantee that if it had not been in Meng's house, Yan Sui would have picked up the man and left.

And his carefully protected appearance, more and more confirmed his previous speculation, his boss turned into a beast.

When Lao Zhao, the driver, saw them from afar, he opened the door of the car. Yan Sui got on the car first and then pulled Meng Yi up.

Wang Feng also sat in the co driver's position, Zhao looked back, the car started.

Meng Yan sat quietly for a while, then he moved to Yan Sui's side, and then he was taken to his arms by Yan Sui.

"If you feel uncomfortable, lie on my lap and sleep for a while, and soon we'll be home."

"I don't feel bad, not at all." He felt that he was so energetic that he could run five or six kilometers without stopping. He looked at Yan Sui with wide eyes and felt that he could not see enough.

"I'm happy. I'm so happy," he said, holding Yan Sui's waist with his hands outstretched. Generally speaking, it takes a long time for him to be familiar with a person and adapt to an environment, but it seems that he is not like this to Yan Sui.

It must be because of the relationship they are about to get married, and they will be the most honest and intimate partners in the future, just a few days ahead of time.

Yan Sui embraces Meng Xuan. He doesn't know that Meng Xuan thinks so. He is worried. He is afraid that he and Yan's family are not as good as Meng Zhen thinks. At that time, he will not be happy. However, he will not regret their marriage, and Meng she will not regret it.

From the eastern suburb of Haicheng to the northern suburb of Haicheng, the distance is not short. Lao Zhao was familiar with the road conditions, and it took him more than an hour to arrive. Meanwhile, Meng Fu had already fallen asleep in Yan Sui's arms. Now, not only was his forehead hot, but his breath was also very hot.

The door opened, Yan Sui got out of the car, and then he took Meng Yan out of the car.

Xiao Bo, the housekeeper of Yan family, has been guarding the door for a long time.

"When Li Yi comes, bring him to my room."

"Yes," Xiao Bo is about 50 years old. He looks very ordinary, but Yan Sui's attitude towards him is closer to Wang Feng, Secretary of Wang. Most of the servants in this old house are old people who watch Yan Sui grow up, so is Xiao Bo.

More than half an hour ago, he received a call from Yan Sui, and then all the servants of the old house started.

The chief of their family brought his wife back. Of course, Xiao Bo did not forget Yan Sui's request for a private doctor. In about five or six minutes, Li Yi, the private doctor of Yan's family, should arrive.

Yan Sui holds Meng Bi all the way to the second floor. Wang Feng opens the door and continues to carry people to the bed in his room.

Then he got up and took off Meng's coat and shoes, which covered him with a quilt.

Xiao Bo's wife, Wang Ma, came in with hot water and a towel. She glanced at Meng Yi on the bed, and her happy face faded. "Oh, what's wrong with the child? I think it's quite serious. "

"You wipe it for him. I'll find the thermometer and urge Xiao Li. He's not so lazy."

Wang Ma went down indignantly. At her age, she couldn't see that she was ill. She was more anxious than Yan Sui.

Yan Sui unbuttoned the cuffs, pulled up a little, and then wrung out the towel, wiped Meng Yu's face, and untied several buttons on his collar, and wiped his neck and back.

Meng opened his eyes slightly and saw Yan Sui in the dim white light. He laughed and closed his eyes again. His eyelids were very heavy. He was not very sleepy, but he had no spirit.

"Yan Sui, I'm much better."

"Don't talk. You're not good. What you say doesn't count."

Yan Sui didn't worry about a person like this for several days in a row, but he didn't get bored. On the contrary, his feeling of heartache became more and more obvious.

Meng Yi opened his eyes to see people again. He was clean enough to shine on people.

"Good, after seeing the doctor."

Meng could not help rubbing his hair, and he could not help rubbing his hair.

Meng Yi nodded, and the hand stretched out in the quilt caught Yan Sui's hand that he was about to leave, and then he could not help rubbing against his cheek, "I'm good."

Seeing these two words in the text message, Yan Sui couldn't bear it, especially now. The heart of the 28 year old virgin was hit hard at this moment. He pursed his lips slightly, but he didn't know how to react well at this moment.

And Meng Yin said this, and slowly closed his eyes, but did not let go of his hand.

The palm of Yan Sui's hand is the tender skin of Meng Xuan's cheek, and there are several long and warped eyelashes in his index finger belly. Looking at Meng's face, he suddenly understood what is the amazing feeling. Once, no matter when he first saw the photo or after such a long time, he didn't feel much about his face. He only thought he was a good-looking boy.

But at this moment, he really felt the beauty that was enough to bewitch his mind, a fragile and soft beauty.

In short, Yan Sui was stunned. Xiao Bo and Li Yi, a private doctor who pushed the door in, saw the scene of Yan Sui's affectionate looking at people.Two people's feet a meal, just continue to come forward, and Yan Sui quickly convergence of that Leng God, looked at Li Yi, "you show him."

He got up to get out of the way, but went to the other side of the bed and sat down with a serious look on his face.

Li Yi holds a medicine box in her hand. Wang Ma looks for a thermometer. Seeing that Li Yi has come, she has no more words. She stands on Xiao Bo's side. Yan Sui does not conceal his special attitude towards Meng Yi, and makes them choose the same position as him.

Although we still don't know Meng Zhen's temperament, just because he is a "wife" recognized by Yan Sui, there is no room for them to object.

They are servants. Even though they have different feelings for a long time, they should not forget their duty. Besides, the two old owners who died and Yan Sui in front of them have never treated them unfairly. They should understand this tacit understanding.

After a basic examination, Li Yi looked at Yan Sui, "viral cold, first hang a bottle to reduce fever, I will prescribe some medicine, tomorrow the situation is not serious, there is no need to go to the hospital."

Seeing that Yan Sui had no objection, Li Yi went to prepare something to hang the bottle.

Yan Sui finds Meng's hand in the quilt, and then clenches it. His face and forehead are hot, but his fingertips are chilly. He also knows that Meng Zhen is not sleeping again.

"Be obedient."

"Well." Meng Ying replied in a low voice. He really couldn't sleep. It was a terrible thing for him to take medicine or hang a bottle. But he had promised Yan Sui to listen to him before. He didn't want to break his promise. Maybe after so many years, he has recovered.

Meng opened his eyes and looked at Yan Sui. He saw Xiao Bo and Wang ma not far behind him.

"This is Xiao Bo, and this is Wang Ma," Yan Sui looked at the two men again. "This is Meng Yi. Later, he treated him as well as I did."

"Yes," Xiao Bo and Wang Ma both bowed back.

If they answer, it means that both the male and female servants in the old house should.

They seldom stay in Yan Sui's room for a long time. At this time, they are introduced, and then they bow out of the door.

Meng's eyes left their back, and looked around the room, "is this our room?"

Yan Sui hesitated for a moment and said, "well," to see how they are getting along with each other. It is very likely that this will become their room. But before Meng asked this, Yan Sui didn't think about it. He picked people up and subconsciously came to his room.

According to Xiao Bo's comprehensiveness, he must have prepared a separate room for Meng Xuan. Yan Sui thinks about the problem of Meng's residence and chooses to put it aside temporarily.

"Are you tired? Would you like to come in and sleep with me Yan Sui's bed is very big. He can sleep for three or five people, and two people are even more indifferent. Seeing Yan Sui's hesitation, he added, "I sleep very well. I don't snore or talk in my sleep."

Even if he had a nightmare, he would not make any noise. At most, he would wake up from one side of his body. Generally speaking, he would not disturb people. Meng can be so clear, because the closure of the other seven people in his bedroom in high school, one month, no one found that he always had nightmares.

Before Yan Sui has answered, Li Yi and Xiao Bo come in again. When Meng Xuan sees what he has in his hand, his face turns pale in an instant, and he doesn't care about the matter of Yansui sleeping with him.

Yan Sui originally looked at Meng Yi, but also found that his face changed in this instant, frowned, and still did not stop Li Yi's next move.

Meng's hand was lifted out of the quilt, that Li Yi looked at Meng Yi, "relax."

A big boy should not be as afraid of pain as a little girl, but it is easy to see his nervousness.

Meng Yi did not speak. He said it accurately. He was too nervous to speak.

His eyes swept away from Li Yi and then moved back to Yan Sui. Once again, he closed his eyes.

Li Yi also inserted the needle into the blood vessel on the back of his hand. He continued his movement until he put the medicine bottle on the scaffold beside the bed. After a few moments, Yan Suijing found out that it was wrong. He half held Meng Bi up, and his voice was very serious.

"Open your eyes, listen, open your eyes, breathe!"

Feeling that something was pouring into his body and the dark emotions, Meng Xuan was somewhat uncontrollable. He slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were empty and frightening, and his face turned pale. He was so nervous that he felt difficult to breathe, as Yan Sui said.

Li Yi was also a little scared, but he found that it was wrong and immediately pulled out the needle tube, "is he fainting?"

It is only in modern times that human psychology has gradually become a science. However, human exploration of it is still very small. Many mental diseases are more difficult to cure than some incurable ones.

The fear of many people is usually the psychological shadow and trauma left when they were very young. Unless they have a very special experience, it is generally difficult to recover, such as needle syncope.

However, it is not only the method of injection and hanging bottle to cure the disease. When Meng Xuan faints, he can still take medicine. It is just that the curative effect is not as fast as hanging a bottle."I'll give him some medicine."

Li Yi is familiar with the affairs of the Yan family. Today, he has received an invitation to his wedding banquet with Meng Ying. He is quite surprised to see people here. However, with the quality of a private doctor, he will not ask more questions if he is curious.

"You wait in the living room. I'll come out to see you later."

"Good," Li Yi nodded, and then took a look. She shrunk in Yan Sui's arms. She could not see her face at all. She quietly withdrew from the room.

"Yan Sui, I'm useless."

Meng Yi has tried his best to control the tremor of his body, but this is not what he can bear with deliberate control.

"No, I'm not good." Meng told him that he was afraid, and he wanted him to change and try. It was because he was too eager and careless.

"We don't hang bottles, give injections or take medicine, but you should get well earlier," Yan Sui hugged Meng Yi with the quilt, touched his still hot cheek and forehead, and naturally kissed him on the brow.

"Good, I'll watch you."