Who would have thought that when he intended to stop Summer from landing on Li Chengyuan, it would go full circle and end with Xia Xingchi throwing himself on top of him, instantly doubling the lethality.
Li Chengyuan was hit hard and immediately let out a grunt.
Xia Xingchi didn't react. He just felt that the temperature against him was quite high, as if there was a hard, scalding stove under his body — it was a cold day, and apart from being a little uncomfortable, this was quite warm.
But after a moment of being dazed, he realized what he had done and was so frightened that he wanted to get off of Li Chengyuan immediately.
As a result, he couldn't see clearly in the dark and stretched out his hand on the bed, pressing it on his chest. Xia Xingchi had to let go in a panic. Not daring to move anymore, he leaned back down on him again.
Summer blinked its big eyes that were unobstructed by the darkness and tilted its head to look dubiously at the two overlapping figures on the bed. Fortunately, it was just a cat and didn't know how indecent this posture was.
It tilted its head to observe for a while, then leaped lightly right onto Xia Xingchi's back and imitated his posture, spreading its four paws to lie down.
Xia Xingchi: ......
Li Chengyuan was hit so hard by him that he almost couldn't breathe, and he lost consciousness for a moment. This situation was similar to the pounce in the bathtub that night, as if a certain person was born to defeat him.
Xia Xingchi had always thought that Li Chengyuan was unconscious at the moment he transmigrated, but in fact, when he was not seriously ill, he just couldn't move — in other words, he was aware of Xia Xingchi's unscientific appearance out of thin air that night.
Over the years, he often had hallucinations of someone that he had dreamed of suddenly appearing beside him, so even though he had desperately clutched Xia Xingchi's hand and begged him not to leave, Li Chengyuan only thought it was another absurd dream.
The next day, when he opened his eyes and saw the little liar who had thrown himself into the trap obediently hugging his waist and leaning into his arms, warm and real, he was so ecstatic that he lost his mind.
"You have a fever?" Xia Xingchi felt Li Chengyuan's forehead with one hand. "Holy shit, why is it so hot!"
Li Chengyuan waited for a long moment before speaking in a very low voice: "Cough cough......you......"
He probably wanted to say "Get out," so Xia Xingchi didn't wait for him to finish. He turned over and rolled off him, quickly organizing his words to justify the trouble he had caused.
In the end, Li Chengyuan whispered with a helpless sigh: "We haven't received the certificate yet......"
Haven't you always only liked money, and now you're rushing to murder your fiancé before you get married and become the legal heir of the estate?
"Huh? What did you say?" Xia Xingchi leaned closer, wanting to hear the continuation of this drop-off sentence, but Li Chengyuan was only sober for a short time and soon lost consciousness again. Maybe it was the fever making him talk nonsense.
Now that there was such a commotion and the patient had woken up, Xia Xingchi simply reached out and turned on the bedside lamp, then finally caught that little bastard summer.
It may have also realized the trouble it had caused, because it finally calmed down and was thrown out of the room obediently.
The small problem had been solved, but the big one still needed attention. Under the light, Li Chengyuan's face was still bloodlessly pale even in the midst of a high fever, without any trace of red.
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Marriage of a Sickly Villain and a Fortune Hunter
Romance**Not Mine, For Offline Purposes** Xia Xingchi was very poor, until he died and transmigrated into a book to become a young master who was adopted back into a wealthy family, becoming rich in an instant! It was a pity that the book's moral values we...
