Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet

Ji Xubai slowly opened his eyes in the dark, and through the faint light, he saw the familiar figure who was buried in his hand and fell asleep. It was so quiet and close at hand, as if he could still smell the familiar figure that belonged to him. The breath on her body.

Ji Xubai knew that he was in pain, the pain was so painful that even his breathing felt like it would be torn apart at any time.

He wanted to touch her, but he couldn't lift his hand at all. He only exerted a little effort, and gasped in pain. Even though he clenched his teeth, he still couldn't restrain the pain and hummed softly, wheezing.

Wen Zhigu heard his movements, and thought he was having a nightmare, after all, these past few days, every night, Ji Xubai would have nightmares, always groaning in pain while muttering her name...

But this time, when she raised her head, she saw Ji Xubai squinting his eyes and moaning in pain, obviously in extreme pain, but that hand was trying to push her hand away.

Wen Zhigu frowned, and pressed his hand, "Don't move, the imperial doctor said you can't move now."

Ji Xubai squinted his eyes, staring at Wen Zhigu darkly and painfully, with a trace of impatient irritability in his eyes, panting in pain, he spoke hoarsely and gloomyly, his whole voice was unbearably hoarse, like It hurts like being blocked by charcoal fire, but I still have to say, "Go...go..."

Wen Zhigu looked at him indifferently as he struggled with her hand: "What?"

Ji Xubai opened his pale lips slightly, in extreme pain, but still wanted to chase her away with such a vicious tone: "Get out...you...go out...go..."

Wen Zhigu lowered his eyes and was silent for a while, pressed his hand slightly, and said word by word: "Ji Xubai, I'm not someone who comes when you call and goes when you call."

When he gets better, she will naturally leave by herself, and there is no need for him to chase her away.

Although Wen Zhigu's strength is not great, Ji Xubai still twitched a few times when he was pressed by her hand, so painful that his breathing followed. Wen Zhigu could clearly feel that Ji Xubai's hand was pressed slightly by her Shaking, I don't know how much it hurts...

She pursed her lower lip, but finally let go of his hand.

As a result, Ji Xubai became even more presumptuous, hoarse, and desperately pulled out a word from his painful throat, "Get lost..."

He told her to go away.

His eyes were full of sternness and coldness, coupled with his bruised body, he looked like a rotten demon.

Wen Zhigu stared at him steadfastly, her eyes were cold, without the slightest emotion, after a long time, she stood up and walked out without looking back.

He slammed the door shut again.

Wen Zhigu didn't leave.

Standing outside the door, with the cold wind blowing in her face, she heard the people inside the room coughing violently, and the coughing became hoarse.

There was no ups and downs on Wen Zhigu's face.

She even stared at the distance for a long time without moving, and the people in the room were still coughing.

Wen Zhigu didn't want to wake others up in the middle of the night, so he went to boil a pot of hot water by himself. When he came back, the man was still coughing, but the coughing sound became very low, probably because he coughed silently and lost strength. .

This time Wen Zhigu lit the lamp, put it on the table beside the bed, and then went to pour water, during the whole process, Ji Xubai lay on the bed and watched her movements weakly and coldly, but now I don't even have the strength to open my mouth to drive people away.

Wen Zhigu knew that Ji Xubai couldn't drink water by himself now, so he put on a clean wet handkerchief.