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Chapter 43 The Unpredictable Things

When she didn't speak, Song Yan was so well-behaved that she was not decent. Her obvious pleasing and restrained, and she was so happy that she looked at her.

The small ball was just shrank there, maybe because it was a little hot, and Song Yan's face turned red.

It looks very nice.

"President."

He pushed the door and scared Bao Cleaner, shouting, Li Beiting glanced over, his eyes were calm, and he shook his head.

Cleaner nodded quickly and took the things out of the president's office.

He untied his coat, put it on the sofa, walked towards Song Yan, and squatted in front of him.

She is really something unpredictable.

You say she is cowardly. When Song Yan becomes fierce, she is not afraid of being able to fight several burly men alone.

You say she is amazing. When Song Yan got up, she was even more excited than the golden retriever at home to see him. Only his shadow could be seen in those eyes.

You said she had no temper, and Song Yan would bite people when she was anxious, and she would slam the door and leave.

When she said she was upright, she would tease the woman secretly in front of him.

No matter how you look at a man like this, he shouldn't be the type he likes, but he was damn moved.

I don’t know who said it, but I will lose everything if I get moved first.

He can't let this little guy control it tightly, and he has to train him well, otherwise wouldn't that be a big deal in the future?

Li Beiting's slender and beautiful fingers lifted up his chin and shook it: "Song Yan."

He didn't move.

"Song Yan?"

He increased his strength, and the shaking arc became much larger, but Song Yan still didn't move, his brows frowned, and his head subconsciously turned to the side, as if he wanted to avoid his harassment.

Li Beiting frowned and pinched her cheek with his other hand.

It's hot to buy!

"asshole!"

He lowered his curse.

Song Yan actually had a fever!!!

He walked through his legs neatly, picked up the person and walked into the lounge quickly.

"Call the doctor up, immediately, immediately!"

He twisted a towel with his own hands and put it on Song Yan's forehead. This fool was already unconscious. If he didn't come back, would she still be hard and stand up and not say it out?

Li Beiting's handsome face was so dark that when the doctor came, he was inexplicably shocked by the low air pressure in the lounge and shivered.

"Mr. Li."

The doctor quickly carried the medicine box and walked towards Li Beiting, but Li Beiting pointed to the bed.

"Song Yan has a fever."

The doctor paused and looked into the bed.

I found that Mr. Li's bodyguard was lying on the bed uneasy, obviously he was in a state of confusion even with a high fever and fell into a state of drowsiness.

"It's so serious, why don't you take a look earlier? A fever is not a trivial matter. If your brain is burned, it will be troublesome."

"Give injections and take medicine, and then physically cool down."

"I'll go pour water."

Li Beiting turned around and poured a glass of water, then took the medicine given to him by the doctor, leaned against the head of the bed and helped Song Yan up, held it in his arms, and stuffed the medicine into her mouth, but how could a sleeping person obediently swallow the medicine?

Song Yan's tongue tip just tasted a little bitterness, but it stopped drying. The tongue tip was pressed against the medicine and wanted to spit it out.

No cooperation at all.

Li Beiting covered his mouth with a quick movement, and even the doctor looked straight.

"As aware, take the medicine, otherwise the fever will not subside."

He lowered his head and said lightly in Song Yan's ear, but Song Yan couldn't hear it at all. He kept pressing the white pills, and the strong bitterness spread out, and he struggled.

Li Beiting's eyes were dark, he picked up the water cup at the head of the bed and raised his head and took a sip, pulled his hand, kissed him quickly, and opened her teeth...

The doctor's injection was stiff and he was on the spot.

What did he see.

He actually saw his young master bowing his head and kissing a man, and feeding him medicine with his own hands.

What a slutty operation!

Will he be killed and silenced???

"Look again, dig out your eyes."

Li Beiting slowly raised his head, licked the corner of his mouth that was still a little wet, and looked over coldly.

The doctor shivered, lowered his head and continued to get the injection. After that, he never straightened his back again and didn't know where to put his eyes.

Fortunately, Song Yan quickly calmed down and fell asleep, and the abnormal flush on her face also dissipated a lot.

Li Beiting touched his forehead and found that he had finally subsided.

"Go out, don't leave, be ready to come in at any time."

He waved his hand and asked the doctor to get out. The doctor immediately rolled out with the medicine box and took it sensible to bring it to the door of the lounge. He dared to breathe heavily when he got outside the door. He held his cell phone and didn't know what to do for a moment.

Just as he was hesitating, a low voice came from inside.

"Don't let me hear a word outside today."

The doctor's cell phone in his hand shivered and almost fell to the ground.

"Mr. Li, I will never talk too much, absolutely."

Through a door, he bent down and promised, regardless of whether the people inside saw it or not, and had a respectful attitude.

There was no response during a long time. He wiped his sweat and quietly withdrew from the president's office, waiting in the rest area next to him.

"Well……"

Song Yan was sleeping heavily, and she began to dream again, dreaming of her adoptive father. Her adoptive father looked at her with a smile, asked her if she was very tired, and asked her if she wanted to rest. She grinned and shook her head to deny it.

"Dad, I'm fine, I'm not tired at all."

"Silly kid, you don't have to force yourself like this. Song Cheng has grown up and he can protect his sister."

Song Yan had a firm attitude: "I am the sister. I want to protect him, and I will protect him."

She heard the adoptive father's sigh in her dream. Although she couldn't see her adoptive father's face clearly, she still felt distressed, her chest was twitching and her breathing was difficult.

"Dad, I will take good care of him, don't worry."

In the misty dream, Song Yan tried hard to look at the blurry shadow in front of her, smiling so hard that she couldn't even see her eyebrows.

"I'm fine..."

Before he finished speaking, the blurry shadow in front of him suddenly became clear.

He no longer looked like an adoptive father, but suddenly he became Li Beiting's fierce look.

He raised his eyebrows high, with a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, held his shoulder with one hand, and kissed him on his mouth. While kissing, he also fed him something to eat. No matter how Song Yan resisted, it would be useless.

"Obe obedient, be good."

His mouth was so bitter that it could bubble up. He patted her head and coaxed her like teasing a puppy, making her obedient.

"Can't you just stay calm for two minutes?"

Song Yan knew that this was in a dream, so she was very energetic and vented all the oppression she had received in Li Beiting on weekdays.

The man opposite looked at her coldly, his eyes dark and extremely dangerous.

"What did you say?"

"I said you can't be at peace for two minutes? I just dreamed of my dad!!!"
Chapter completed!
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