After rebirth, I kidnapped the sickly Dugong

Chapter 345 The Dugong in the Carriage Vomiting Blood

It was still the familiar person, the familiar tight hug with the smell of medicine and chill.

Wen Baizhi simply couldn't refuse Si Jiu like this.

Especially at this moment, she felt the violent trembling in his body.

Si Jiu at this moment was just like when she first saw him last year, inferior and insecure, just like a little animal that had lost its shelter.

Wen Baizhi touched his hair and played with it with her hands like she did every time before.

Si Jiu hadn't heard Wen Baizhi say a word since he got on the car.

He was extremely unconfident about himself now, and he once thought that he would never receive her favor again.

But when he felt Wen Baizhi performing familiar actions on him, a little warmth began to surge in his heart.

It was enough to gradually warm his frozen heart over the past two days.

"in vain……"

He couldn't pronounce the correct syllables, but this name was engraved in his heart long ago. They were two words he would never forget at any time or in any situation.

Even though his pronunciation was not so accurate at the moment, Wen Baizhi could tell that he was calling her name.

But Si Jiu felt that such a simple action was not enough.

He could even recall the scene in the escort agency just now, where he saw Wen Baizhi crying in front of Qi He and having Qi He wipe her tears.

How could he let outsiders see his whiteness like this?

No one can see it.

Baibai can only be his.

The more Si Jiu thought about it, the angrier he became, but he was angry at himself.

If he could come to pick up Wen Baizhi earlier, or even earlier, he would have apologized to her the first time when Wen Baizhi was angry with him, promised her that he would change in the future, and would know how to tell her about his pain and feelings.

Then maybe none of these things would happen now.

But he couldn't speak now, so even if he wanted to show weakness and act coquettishly in front of Wen Baizhi, he had no way.

So Wen Baizhi heard syllables that Si Jiu had never uttered before.

It's similar to the sound Si Jiu would make when the two of them were playing games and reached a climax.

Over and over again, the same sound kept coming out in her arms.

He is acting coquettishly.

After Wen Baizhi came to this conclusion in her mind, she couldn't help but laugh.

It seems that the ruthless medicine I used was indeed very powerful.

Si Jiu's treatment is effective very quickly.

She couldn't hold it in any longer and sighed softly, "Alright, alright, I can't talk anyway. If I continue, my throat will hurt."

The heartache in her tone was the same as before, which made Si Jiu feel relieved.

He then stopped making any sound and just continued to act coquettishly through his actions.

His hands were not idle either, he kept climbing up Wen Baizhi's back and groping.

His head rubbed from Wen Baizhi's chest to her neck, and then pressed against her cheek.

It was this cheek-to-cheek action that made Wen Baizhi feel his unusual body temperature.

She immediately pushed Si Jiu away, wanting to further confirm whether his temperature was too high.

It was her action of pushing him away that made Si Jiu, who had finally calmed down, feel as if he was in a devastating disaster again. He looked at Wen Baizhi with sadness.

He looked like his eyes were about to break, and tears suddenly filled up in his eye sockets and rolled down.

The time between them is only a few seconds.

It was just the consequence of Wen Baizhi's small action of pushing him away.

Wen Baizhi already knew him so well, so she naturally knew what he was thinking at the moment.

She first quickly touched his forehead with her palm: "You have a fever, Zijin."

Then she pecked him on the lips quickly: "I didn't mean to push you away, I just wanted to see if you had a fever. Now that I know the answer, you can continue to do what you want."

As she spoke, she seemed to notice that Si Jiu was stunned, so she pressed the back of Si Jiu's head and allowed him to lean on her shoulder.

"Why is this carriage so simple? There's not even a couch. Forget it, just lean on me and take a rest. I saw it just now. You have dark circles under your eyes. You must not have had a good sleep in the past two days."

Si Jiu answered silently in his heart: "I fell asleep, but without you, I would wake up again soon. It seems that I fainted from the pain more often."

"You still have a fever, and the situation outside Yunzhou is complicated. How can you walk around freely? I was planning to go back to you after I finished asking the questions I wanted to ask. But it's good that you have learned to come to me on your own. I am very happy."

Si Jiu: "If you are happy, I am happy too."

Leaning on Wen Baizhi's shoulder, as the carriage swayed, Si Jiu's heavy eyelids slowly closed, and he exhaled evenly, with each breath falling on Wen Baizhi's neck.

Si Jiu fell asleep.

In the past two days, he was tortured by all kinds of pains. In addition, Wen Baizhi was not by his side, so Si Jiu slept very few hours.

Now, even in a bumpy carriage, Si Jiu could sleep soundly as long as Wen Baizhi was by his side.

All people want is peace of mind.

Only.

When the carriage arrived outside the inn, Si Jiu was still sleeping soundly against Wen Baizhi.

Ping'an waited outside for a long time but didn't see the two masters in the car get out.

He was worried that something had happened inside. Although Wen Baizhi didn't call him, he had seen how weak Si Jiu had been in the past few days, so he still mustered up the courage to ask outside.

"Ma'am, aren't you getting out of the car yet?"

Wen Baizhi's calm voice came from inside: "Wait a little longer, Si Jiu is sleeping, let him sleep for a while."

Although it would be most comfortable to sleep on the bed in the room after getting off the carriage, Wen Baizhi still couldn't bear to disturb Si Jiu's peaceful sleep.

Let him sleep a little longer.

Wen Baizhi kissed Si Jiu's forehead, her eyes full of love.

Ping An felt relieved after hearing what Wen Baizhi said and knowing that nothing special had happened inside.

He sat back in the driving seat, silently guarding the safety of his two masters.

But Si Jiu in the carriage had a nightmare.

He dreamed that Wen Baizhi actually left him and went away with someone else.

He wanted to call her name and beg her not to leave, but he couldn't make a sound.

Si Jiu frowned in his sleep, and his expression became more and more confused.

Wen Baizhi noticed his abnormality immediately and held his cold hand: "Zijin, did you have a nightmare? Wake up, it's okay."

Her comfort did not work. After all, Si Jiu had had more nightmares in the previous two nights.

Si Jiu's brows were getting tighter and tighter. Wen Baizhi couldn't wake him up, so she could only shake his body gently.

"Zijin, wake up, wake up quickly."

Si Jiu's eyes suddenly opened at this moment.

Then he spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground.