Chapter 269 That's like it
Charlee Ford shook and looked at William Bryan in disbelief, even forgetting that he was pressing himself on her now and making her breathless.
"What did you just call me? You call me again." Charlee Ford's voice trembled, holding William Bryan's face in both hands and looking at him firmly.
William Bryan, however, was not as good as he wanted. He frowned slightly, breathed and hit Charlee Ford in the face, resting his head on her neck and motionless.
A little sense of loss rose in Charlee Ford's heart. She thought he thought of her...
She rolled over carefully and wrapped William Bryan tightly again. This time he didn't move restlessly, but seemed to be asleep. She stared at his handsome face for a while and sighed helplessly.
Maybe it was just her delusion.
Or he is dreaming, dreaming of himself in his sleep, so he will subconsciously shout out her name.
Charlee Ford kept watch over William Bryan until after midnight, during which time he never said a word of dreaming again, and fell asleep very quietly.
At four o'clock in the morning, Charlee Ford dozed off by the bed and suddenly woke up with a sudden start. She yawned and subconsciously raised her hand and touched William Bryan's wrist.
She was not yet awake, but she felt his pulse, the fever had subsided, and her body seemed to have recovered a lot.
Charlee Ford was finally relieved and relieved. She couldn't care about the difference between men and women. She fell asleep on the bed when she was sleepy.
I don't know how long I slept. In a daze, Charlee Ford was awakened by an itch on her face. She muttered and raised her hand and touched her face.
Hmm? What started with was not the smooth touch of her skin, but some … furry?
With difficulty, Charlee Ford opened her eyes and saw a large face close at hand, rubbing against her cheek and pecking at her lips.
It was William Bryan who started it!
She winked and aligned her eyes with William Bryan's slightly red eyes. "What are you doing, um..."
Charlee Ford just opened his mouth, and all the words behind him were swallowed into his stomach. Early in the morning, both of them were angry. For a time, the hormone breath in the narrow room soared.
I don't know how long after, Charlee Ford pushed William Bryan away in a dizzy way and asked him, "Aren't you poisoned? The poison has not been solved yet."
"Well," snorted William Bryan in a sticky voice. "That's why I need you."
Charlee Ford gave him an angry look, his face a little red. Since the man made it clear to her, he seemed to be a different person, and he could not stick to her every day. Seeing this trend, it seems that he is more and more fond of touching her.
"What?" William Bryan held his head in one hand and looked at her sideways with a faint smile on his face. "Don't you like it?"
Charlee Ford's face turned red. She pulled the quilt with both hands, revealing a pair of beautiful black almond eyes. She blinked and said embarrassedly, "Not really..."
"Oh, that's like it." William Bryan rubbed her lips with her other hand, and her eyes dimmed. Seeing this trend, she looked like she was going to kiss again.
Charlee Ford quickly covered his head with a quilt and said, "Wait, I have something to ask you."
William Bryan chuckled, and his voice overflowed from his throat, which was particularly charming. "What is it?"
Charlee Ford leaned out his head, his eyes flashed, and he weighed the words. "You had a fever last night, and you kept talking nonsense. Do you remember what you said?"
"Really," chuckled William Bryan, his eyes and tone sluggish. "You said something you said when you had a fever. I don't remember."
As he spoke, he tried to hang down his head and kiss him again.
As a result, the door of the room was knocked from the outside again. "Charlee, are you awake? Where is the man named Mu? Is he dead?"
William Bryan: "…"
Charlee Ford looked at him with his face covered, and a narrow smile flashed in his eyes.
William Bryan, after grinding his teeth, secretly vowed that he would install a door with good sound insulation effect in the future, otherwise he would always be disturbed. He was very upset.
William Bryan rolled over and lay in bed, closed his eyes and said impatiently, "Thanks to you, he didn't die."
The sound of knocking at the door paused, and then, the voice that often smiles and smiles sounded again: "It's really thanks to me. No uncle has risked his life to collect medicine for you. It is estimated that your life will be explained here."
Charlee Ford smiled and got up to open the door. The door opened, and Chang Sheng stood there with... a bowl of steaming porridge in his hand.
She raised her eyebrows. "What is this?"
"This is the porridge made by my uncle. You certainly didn't rest well when you took care of your surname Mu yesterday. My uncle specially made it for you!" Chang Sheng stood up and looked very proud.
Charlee Ford was silent for a moment. "You did it?"
"Otherwise? This is what my uncle made after consulting the proprietress. Only you can do it. Don't be wishful thinking if you surname Mu." Chang Sheng handed the porridge to Charlee Ford like a baby. "Try it quickly."
Charlee Ford took it with a strange face and glanced at it.
Porridge is very soft and rotten, and the white rice grains are sticky. It can be seen that it has been boiled for a long time.
But... Chang Sheng actually cooks porridge for her? ! This young master is a man who has reached the extreme of himself!
"Leng what? Try it quickly!" Chang Sheng looked at her expectantly.
So Charlee Ford tasted it gently in his eyes. Well, it was quite good.
"How is it?"
"Delicious." Charlee Ford gave him an approving look.
Changsheng smiled proudly: "That is, don't look at who boiled it out. There is nothing that Uncle Ben can't do well in this world. Since it tastes good, you can drink it all!"
Charlee Ford nodded, just as she didn't eat last night and is now a little hungry.
Who knows, she was about to continue eating when the bowl in her hand was robbed. Charlee Ford looked down the sinful hand and saw William Bryan carrying the porridge in the bowl and drinking it clean in a few mouthfuls!
"Lying in the trough, what are you doing?" Often angry jump feet, from his hand to grab the bowl, grab a look at actually not a drop!
"You are too hungry and thirsty a man. Won't you cook it yourself if you want to eat it?" Chang Sheng stared at William Bryan.
William Bryan held his chest, and his face was somewhat complacent. He hooked his lips: "You cooked delicious."
Chang Sheng: "…"
"Shameless!"
"Hehe."
Seeing that the two were about to be anxious, Charlee Ford quickly came out to be a peacemaker: "Well, since everyone didn't eat breakfast, I'll make it for you."
"Really?" Chang Sheng's eyes brightened: "Good."