Chapter 483 – This is a kind of self-mutilation.

Book:The Selfish CEO Published:2024-6-2

Lan Yu Feng was originally worried that it would be difficult for her to wear her wet clothes, but now that he touched her hand, his movements stopped and he held her palm in turn, “How come it’s so hot?”
Big palm, probing her forehead. The alarmingly high temperature made him curse lowly, and instead of tugging her inside her clothes, he just put the car in motion and immediately headed downtown.
The car, as it drove along, got harder and harder on her, and her headache felt like it was going to crack. Finally, just like that, she closed her eyes in a muddle and fell asleep.
Lan Yu Feng looked at her continuously, and finally simply drove the car directly into a six-star hotel under the QU Group, pulling out the car keys while calling Su Chen.
“Calling so late again?” Su Chen yawned lazily.
“Come to the Cootes Hotel, I’ll send you the room number later. Be quick! Bring medicine for fever and cold.”
“Just a fever and a cold? Hello! Are you in such a hurry? Say it off, who has a fever.” Su Chen started to put on his clothes without haste.
“Your last ah ten minutes away.” Lan Yu Feng did not reply, just put down a warning.
Upon hearing that, Su Chen froze for a moment. A cold is so urgent, who is so honorable? Little Douzi? It shouldn’t be! Why was Little Douzi at the hotel?
Su Chen could not figure out how, but at this moment did not dare to slack off, looked at the time, cursed, took the car keys and hurried out the door.
The hotel staff, every time to see the president is to inspect the time, never seen him with any woman appeared, so, see him holding a woman appeared immediately caused an uproar. The employees helped to get the woman into the room on the sofa, the line of sight several times are curious to the woman’s face.
Turns out the president’s favorite woman is this one. Room times are seen.
“What are you looking at?” Lan Yu Feng reprimanded and waved his hand, “Go out and have someone send up a clean set of clothes.”
“Yes, president.” The other party didn’t dare to slack off and hurriedly brought the door to exit.
Zige collapsed on the sofa, weak and feeble, her eyelids so heavy that she couldn’t hold them open. Her body was all wet, and the cold clothes were stuck to her body, she was so uncomfortable that she wanted to take them off, but she couldn’t exert any strength. Just want to simply like this to pass out, never wake up in this life …
Seeing her movements, Lan Yu Feng slapped her hands away. In one fell swoop, he ripped the blouse off of her.
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The bottom of Lan Yu Feng’s deep eyes deepened a few points. His long, slender fingers, fell on her shirt buttons, and she pursed her lips, “Meng Zige, if you’re so self-abusive, you better have a good reason!”
Zige’s dry lips moved, but no sound came out.
He glanced at her and simply stripped her clean all over her body. Zi Ge was in a daze, only feeling surprisingly cold all over her body, and when she opened her eyes and saw Lan Yu Feng, she reached out and hugged him to her, burrowing into his arms, “Cold …”
Damn it!
This woman was simply a seductive siren! Five years ago, she had used the same trick to make him lose control.
Lan Yu Feng’s body was tense and his breathing was much rougher. He narrowed his brows and smoothly picked her up, heading for the bedroom. Throwing her on the bed, he pulled clean robes from the cupboard again to wrap her up and down securely.
His movements weren’t exactly gentle, wrapping her up like a dumpling. This almost made Zi Ge breathless, she frowned and struggled to put her arms out. Lan Yu Feng pushed her hand in again, and issued a warning in an ungraceful voice, “Now you’d better behave, don’t keep provoking me!”
voice, dark and alarming.
God knew how much self-control he needed right now to hold back from swallowing her soporific and eating her!
Su Chen really didn’t dare to be slow. Biking all the way over, it wasn’t even ten minutes before he arrived outside the door of the room. Lan Yufeng threw the clothes that his staff had sent up on the sofa, Su Chen flipped it out to take a look and whistled, “Which woman made you so attached?”
Lan Yu Feng didn’t bother with him, just went straight into the room. Su Chen threw down his clothes and followed through the door. When he saw the woman curled up in a ball on the bed, her face dyed a peach color, Su Chen didn’t know how to react for a moment.
Surprised? It seemed justified again. The women around Kaede were few and far between.
Yet, saying it was taken for granted seemed forced. On the phone, he had gotten a little out of control with that kind of care.
“Why are you still frozen?” Seeing Su Chen not moving, Lan Yu Feng prodded.
Su Chen walked in carrying the box. First, he probed the thermometer into Zige’s mouth before glancing at Lan Yu Feng, “Seriously?”
Lan Yu Feng froze.
Su Chen’s words were clueless, yet, he understood them.
Lips, hooked, smile a little cold, “What am I doing that isn’t serious?”
“Don’t beat a dead horse, you know what I mean.” Su Chen shrugged his shoulders, while skillfully flipping Zi Ge’s eyelids to check, while carelessly saying, “If you really like this girl, why don’t you just take her in, and cut down on those bad intestines of yours. Otherwise, you’ll regret it later.”
Lan Yu Feng’s grip on his cane couldn’t help but tighten a bit, his joints turning a bit white.
“You just watch what ails you.” Coolly dropping his words, he pulled open the door to the room’s terrace and stepped out alone.
Looking at that preoccupied back, Su Chen sighed and had no more words. There are some words that he doesn’t love to hear, being a brother is no clearer.
Outside the window it rained again, through the curtain, Lan Yu Feng watched the rain fly. Hands, resting on the railing, loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened.
Meng Zige …
In his mind, constantly spinning were these three words, making him inexplicably feel upset and angry. Thinking about Su Chen’s words just now made him frown even more.
“Hey!” Su Chen knocked on the glass door of the terrace. Lan Yu Feng turned back to him, at this moment, the annoyance that he had just felt had long been hidden in the deepest part of his mind, and what was exposed was always only that calmness and composure, “How’s the situation?”
“Fever of 38° ½. An injection, cover with a blanket for a while, and the fever will go down before long.”
Lan Yu Feng nodded, propped up his cane and returned to the room, muttering faintly, “No more farewells.”
Su Chen did not care much about spreading his hands, and gave him another look before carrying the box and walking out. When he walked to the door, he took another step backwards and looked back at him with a bad smile, “A friendly reminder: you don’t have to hold back at night, intense bed exercises will help her metabolism, and the fever will go down faster.”
Lan Yu Feng smiled skinlessly, “Thanks for the reminder, no farewell!”
She lay on the bed, very unsettled. The robe was wrapped around her, and she was covered with a large comforter, and the warm air was still whistling, and within a few moments her body began to heat up, and she started to get restless, trying to rip the covers off of herself.
Lan Yu Feng frowned and sat on the edge of the bed, “Don’t move!”
“Uncomfortable …” She didn’t care, waving her hand around wildly.
Lan Yu Feng took hold of her hand and tucked it back under the covers. When she rolled uneasily, he simply lay down beside her and held her together in his arms under the covers.
That warm embrace and strong arm made Zi Ge suddenly didn’t hold back her wailing and crying. Her small face was buried in his arms, her hands tugging tightly on his sleeves, and her aggrieved cries, like the whimpers of a small beast, were pitiful.
Lan Yu Feng tensed his body and looked at her with downcast eyes.
“Meng Zige …” he called out tentatively. Zige cried even more mournfully, unable to put it back. Tears, wetting his shirt, seeped up his chest, incredibly cool.
He frowned and stepped back slightly, lifting her small face up.
She was crying so hard that her tears hung over her long eyelashes, and she looked pitiful.
“What the hell?” He asked again.
“The family … fell apart …” she drawled, her shoulders shrugging.
Lan Yu Feng froze for a moment, staring at her. She reached out and sadly hugged his neck, her soaked cheeks buried between his neck, her hot breath scattering on his side face, “… Mom and Dad are divorced … Why is this happening?”
She cried that hard, and with each stroke, it vibrated against his chest.
The large palm, after hesitating, finally wrapped her tightly around him, letting the slender her, prostrate on his chest. Pulled over the quilt again, holding the two together.
There was no longer any barrier between the two.
Her arms were bare and she was hugging him. The moment the robe wrapped haphazardly around her body fell halfway down and half of her body was pressed against his, he began to regret it.
It’s, like, kind of self-abuse.
“You said … you said they wouldn’t get divorced … but, today they really did …” Ziggy was in his neck Broken murmur between.
Slipping his long fingers between her hair, Lan Yu Feng cradled the back of her head and pulled her away from him a bit.
“This is a matter for the elders, you should ease your mind.” His tone was flat, but his eyes were deep.
“But I … here, it’s so hard …” She looked at him, her hand trembling as she pressed it to her left breast, her eyelashes fluttering.
Lan Yu Feng bent his head to look over, his eyes suddenly tightened, and he let out a low gasp with difficulty.
The nightgown slid down and half of her breasts were exposed to the air, the pink color crashing into his eyes and going straight to his brain, stirring every nerve.
“You’re sick now, you’d better behave and sleep!” His voice, all dark and hoarse with a touch of impatience, “Say anything tomorrow!”
Saying that, he lifted the covers to get out of bed, but under the sheet, Zi Ge suddenly grabbed his hand.
Looking at her flashing eyes, Lan Yu Feng turned back, couldn’t help but hold her face, and suddenly kissed her without any regard. The hot air came to her face, and Zi Ge, who was not quite sober, became more and more drowsy all of a sudden. Just by instinct, she opened her arms and hugged his waist, bringing herself closer to him.
Lan Yu Feng forcefully pressed her down onto the bed, ripping off the quilt covering her and instead covering her firmly with his own body.
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The two, as if they had lost their minds, intertwined madly.
“Menzie Ge, open your eyes!”
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“Look closely and realize who I am?” He asked with a rough crunch as he held her waist.
For five years she never remembered him ….