Ni Jiu (Intoxicated) - Chap 28

Shen Ting did not get what he wanted to eat at the restaurant next to the city hall that looked very distinctive-he had noticed it when he first came here. I thought that my performance was not obvious, but I never thought that I was seen through by Lian Jue.
Because of the difference in eating habits, the taste is not as appetizing as imagined, but fortunately it is light, and Shen Tingwei still eats happily. He just put down the cutlery after taking a few bites, which made him feel a little embarrassed.
The god of heaven is not beautiful, and it rained just as he had guessed when he came out of the restaurant. Lian Jue made two calls before the other party answered, and said with a smile on the phone that he would be back soon without professional ethics.
Shen Tingwei guessed that Lian Jue had probably been used to being pampered since childhood, and had never been treated like this before. He was very dissatisfied with the unprofessional behavior of the driver arranged by Lin Chen. Because Lian Jue looked very serious after hanging up the phone, making Shen Tingwei in a bad mood as if he had done something wrong.
After about 0 minutes, the rain started to pick up.
The two stood at the door of the restaurant and did not speak. Shen Tingwei looked at the tiny crystals that were caught in the rain and fell on his sleeves and melted at the touch. on his sleeve.
Shen Tingwei just raised his head, thinking if he wanted to say something, the driver came back.
The driver had a smile on his face, but he actually explained insincerely that parking was not allowed here, so he put the car away. Lian Jue did not expose his lies, and stopped talking since he got in the car.
Not long after returning to the hotel, someone brought a laptop. Lian Jue took the computer and went back to the room, probably because he was busy with work.
Shen Tingwei’s nose was a little stuffed, and he didn’t know if he had a cold. He rubbed the tip of his nose, and returned to the room, taking off the ring that he had been carefully carrying all the way. He didn’t have the habit of wearing anything on his hands, and the ring that didn’t fit the size was too big and uncomfortable to wear. He wrapped the ring in a flannel and put it in his coat pocket hanging on the hanger.
The sleet completely turned into snow in the evening, and Shen Tingwei sat on the floor-to-ceiling window with a cup of steaming white water and looked out.
The snow white and soft velvet floating in the air fell to the ground, and it seemed that it would not stop for a while.
The bedroom door was left open, and Lian Jue was answering the phone again. He replied with a very short syllable. After a while, he hung up the phone, walked out, and said to Shen Tingwei, “It’s snowing, and the flight at night has been cancelled. , let’s wait for the snow to stop and go back.”
Shen Ting didn’t guess it and said “OK”.
Lian Jue sat down on the sofa, took out the iPad from the coffee table and looked at the catering page provided in the hotel service: “What would you like to eat at night?”
Shen Tingwei has lost interest in tasting local delicacies: “Everything is fine.”
Lian Jue seemed to have a hunch about his answer. Before he could finish speaking, he chose the dishes and called the room service staff to deliver the meal.
Shen Ting didn’t hear him emphasize “less oil” and “lightness” to the other end of the phone, and the heat flowed into his fingertips continuously. He took a sip of the warm water in his hand and let go of his brain. Look out the window.

After dinner, the two of them went back to their rooms, Shen Tingwei went to bed early in the evening.
The unexpected situation was not only the heavy snow that had not stopped early the next morning, but also the low-grade fever that Shen Ting had not yet swept over.

Shen Tingwei is not particularly prone to getting sick, but the frequency of getting sick has been ridiculously high since he came here. I don’t know if it is because of the weakened resistance after pregnancy, or because he simply cannot adapt to this world that lacks pheromones. Like acclimatization.
This time is not as unbearable as the last estrus, and it feels cold.
There seemed to be a burning coal fire in his throat, and his eyelids were heavy. He closed his eyes for a while and then sat up from the bed.
As soon as he cleared his throat, the door was pushed open from the outside.
Even Jue seemed to have just woken up, still wearing the nightgown provided by the hotel, came over, put the water glass in his hand, and handed over the dismantled capsule.
Shen Tingwei has been very cautious about taking medicine since he became pregnant. He took it and looked at it for a while as if he was studying it in his hand. Lian Jue said on the side that he had consulted a doctor and that there was no problem in controlling the dose, so he swallowed the medicine with confidence.
“Have I slept for a long time?” Shen Tingwei was worried that the flight would be delayed.
Lian Jue said “it’s okay” and asked him if he wanted to have breakfast, but Shen Ting did not shake his head and said he had no appetite.
Lian Jue went to the window, closed the loose curtains, and turned up the air conditioner temperature in the room a few degrees: “If you feel uncomfortable, go to sleep, the snow hasn’t stopped.”
Shen Tingwei gave a “hmm”, drank the warm water under Lian Jue’s silent urging, handed the empty glass back to Lian Jue’s hand, and looked up at him again: “Thank you.”
“Go to sleep.” Lian Jue closed the door as he left.
The antipyretic medicine contains sleeping ingredients, and Shen Ting fell into a deep sleep not long after taking the medicine. But this sleep was not very comfortable, the glands in the back of the neck swelled faintly, and there seemed to be steam in the body, which made his mouth dry and felt dizzy.
I don’t know how long it took, a very faint aroma penetrated into his nose, someone seemed to say something in his ear, he was not very conscious, and he only had time to feel the breath and body temperature of the other party’s close proximity.
The rushing breath seemed to have some kind of wonderful ability, soothing the pheromones that had become disordered due to the fever. But it doesn’t seem to stop.
When the breath that made him feel comfortable gradually pulled away from him, he stretched out his hand blankly, instinctively trying to keep it, but he really held something between his fingers.
Lian Jue lowered his eyes and looked at Shen Ting’s hand that didn’t grab the sleeve of his shirt.
He just walked through the hidden door just now, when he heard Shen Tingwei’s rapid breathing, he came in and took a look, but he didn’t expect to be leaned on by Shen Tingwei in this way.
The lights were not turned on in the room, and Lian Jue couldn’t see his face, so he couldn’t tell if he was pretending to be asleep.
His tone was not too indifferent, he just said to him in an expository tone: “Shen Tingwei, take your hand away.”
The thin white hand was originally just pinching the fabric on his cuff, but after he said this, he gripped his wrist very hard, as if he was deliberately opposing him, causing Lian Jue to frown. Called his name again.
Shen Tingwei said something very lowly.
Didn’t even hear it.
Shen Ting didn’t open his mouth, licked his dry lips, and Lian Jue mercifully leaned over to him slightly.
“Don’t go.” Lian Jue heard Shen Tingwei say in a hoarse voice, with a tone like coquettish, “It’s so uncomfortable.”
When Shen Ting didn’t wake up again, he felt a light hit his eyelids first, and before he opened his eyes, he heard the soft and rhythmic keyboard tapping in his ears.
There was a dim, warm light in the room.
Lian Jue sat on the single sofa by the window at the end of the bed, wearing the pair of thin gold-rimmed glasses that Shen Ting had never seen in the villa before. On the screen, he obviously didn’t notice that Shen Tingwei had woken up.
Shen Ting was stunned for a moment when he woke up and saw him in his room.
Before his hysteria came over, Lian Jue’s hand tapping on the keyboard suddenly stopped.
Shen Ting was not busy with a guilty conscience and quickly closed his eyes, trying to pretend that he hadn’t woken up, but he didn’t know that when he woke up, the tiny movements under the quilt had long been seen through.
The keyboard sounded again, and at the same time there was a very soft voice: “Take out the thermometer.”
Shen Ting, who was found sleeping pretending to be asleep, opened his eyes in embarrassment, and took out the thermometer that had been warmed by his body temperature from his armpit.
The light was too dim, probably because Shen Tingwei was still dizzy, he couldn’t see the mercury scale on it after looking at it for a long time.
“How many degrees?” Lian Jue asked.
Before Shen Ting opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was so hoarse, and after speaking twice, he made a very weak voice: “…I can’t see clearly.”
Lian Jue raised his eyes and glanced over. Shen Ting sat up half propped up on the bed, holding the thermometer in his hand and struggling to identify the numbers on it.
Lian Jue’s hands kept moving, and it took about half a minute before he stopped his work and came over, took the thermometer from Shen Tingwei’s hand, and raised his hand to turn on the lamp on the bedside.
The clear sight made Shen Tingwei blush a little, thinking that he might really have a bad mind, why didn’t he think of turning on the light.
Lian Jue glanced at the thermometer and put it on the bedside table: “It’s better.”
At noon, Lian Jue sent someone to bring lunch, but Shen Tingwei still had no appetite, and he was full after eating a little.

After lunch, Lian Jue still stayed in Shen Tingwei’s room. Seeing that he did not intend to leave, Shen Tingwei called him as a reminder, “Mr. Lian?”
Lian Jue raised his eyes from the computer and looked over: “What’s the matter.”
Shen Ting didn’t open his mouth and shook his head: “It’s okay.”
Lian Jue seemed to have something very important to deal with, so Shen Ting didn’t want to interrupt him again, so he had to leave him in the room to do what he was doing.
Lying on the bed for too long, the cervical spine was a little sore, but Shen Tingwei still felt tired and didn’t want to get out of bed.
He had nothing to do, leaned on the head of the bed, found a video on the Ipad, put on the headphones and started watching.
At first, I just found something to do to pass the time, but I was attracted by the plot and became fascinated by it.
Before the movie was over, someone took off one of the earphones, Shen Ting didn’t raise his head, Lian Jue was standing beside the bed.
“…What’s wrong?” Shen Tingwei looked at Lian Jue.
Lian Jue put down a very thick stack of contracts: “Just confirm, you can sign it if there are no problems.”
“What is this?” Shen Tingwei paused the film and picked up the contract.
“Post-nuptial property distribution agreement.” Lian Jue briefly summed it up, “Real estate, stocks, money.”
Shen Ting didn’t hesitate when he was about to read, and instinctively refused: “Mr. Lian, I don’t need…”
Lian Jue looked at Shen Tingwei with a strange look, and after a while, he picked up an excuse that Shen Tingwei had a hard time rejecting.
“For children.”
Shen Tingwei was stunned for a moment, and said hesitantly: “It’s still too early, or else later…”
Lian Jue’s patience was visibly exhausted, and in an almost imperative tone, he said, “It’s signed.”
Shen Tingwei looked at his frown, thinking that Lian Jue might really think he was the kind of person who loves money very much.
He looked down at the agreement that seemed to weigh thousands of pounds on his leg. He didn’t read much, signed it under Lian Jue’s extremely oppressive gaze, and handed it back to Lian Jue as quickly as a hot potato.