41 This Porridge Was Made by Tang Wei! (I)

The big hand could not help but hold her back and press her tighter into his arms. At this moment, the heart that had been empty for a long time seemed to be temporarily filled.

She was like a painkiller. Just by getting close to her, listening to her breathing and smelling her scent, the suppressed pain in the chest disappeared instantly.

He tilted his head slightly, and his thin lips greedily pressed against her snow-white earlobe and rubbed it gently. After a long time, he asked softly: "If I leave, do you want to go with me?"

Shang Shiyu climbed on Tang Wei like an octopus, nodded repeatedly, and murmured.

Tang Wei curved his lips, and asked worriedly: "You are afraid of heights. We have to take a helicopter to leave here."

"... It doesn't matter." Shang Shiyu tightened his arms and hugged him. As long as he was there, she was not afraid of anything.

Tang Wei was relieved and touched her forehead, "Then you lie down and have a good rest for a while, I'll go out and have someone prepare it."

Shang Shiyu heard that he was going to leave, and she hummed, refusing to let go. Tang Wei had no choice but to sigh lovingly and let her hold him like this. He also put his arm around her back and raised his voice slightly: "Yu Sheng, come in."

After the voice fell, Yu Sheng pushed the door open and walked in.

Seeing the scene inside, after a little surprise, he curled his lips with relief. When the fourth master looked at Miss Shang, he was always more tender than ever. Moreover, he would change his usual melancholy and become much brighter.

Yu Sheng even thought that it would be better to let the two of them live here quietly and live a life with only the two of them.

"Fourth Master." He couldn't bear to break their warmth, but he still had to speak.

"Let the helicopter that stayed behind prepare, and I'll take Shang Shang back."

"Okay. I'll go right away." With a promise, he closed the door and went out.

Shang Shiyu fell asleep on Tang Wei's shoulder. She felt so comfortable. Tang Wei looked at her abnormally red face from the fever and was worried.

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Shang Shiyu was carried on the plane by Tang Wei. Halfway through, Yu Sheng was a little worried and asked him to come, but Tang Wei naturally ignored such a proposal.

The sound of the propeller 'buzzing' woke her up. With her eyelashes trembling, Shang Shiyu slowly opened her eyes.

Tang Wei's face was so close that she smiled softly. Tang Wei sighed, "You can still laugh. You are all confused by the fever."

He took a blanket and wrapped her up. They sat in the back seat, and Yu Sheng and the captain sat in the front seat.

Tang Wei took the headphones in front of her, "I'll put them on for you."

Shang Shiyu didn't respond, but just let him fiddle with her obediently. After the two put on their headphones, Tang Wei sat down beside her. She tilted her heavy head slightly and leaned on his shoulder. She felt much more comfortable and sighed with satisfaction.

Yu Sheng turned his head and said, "Fourth Master, we are about to take off."

Tang Wei nodded. He lowered his eyes to look at the girl on his shoulder, said nothing, and held her with his long arms. He gently covered her eyes with his other hand, "Sleep for a while, and you will have landed when you wake up."

Shang Shiyu enjoyed the feeling of being cared for by him like this. Everything was so beautiful that it seemed like a dream. How could she bear to fall asleep like this? She just grabbed his hand covering her eyes and leaned her soft body on his chest.

The helicopter began to rise slowly. Tang Wei looked at her eyes that were always open, "Are you not afraid?"

"Afraid." She glanced at the ground. At a height of only a few meters, her little face was already panicked. Tang Wei hugged her tighter, and Shang Shiyu buried her face in his chest. Wearing headphones, she couldn't hear his heartbeat, but she could feel the ups and downs of his heartbeat, which made her know that all this was real.

Her soft hand, shrunk up, pressed on his chest through his shirt.

Tang Wei whispered, "What's wrong?"

"... I want to be sick like this all the time, and feel uncomfortable like this all the time." She murmured, her voice hoarse.

Tang Wei frowned, "Don't say stupid things. When we get to Youcheng, I will find the best doctor for you."

"When we get to Youcheng, you won't be by my side..." The best doctor is not as good as him!

Her words startled Tang Wei, his throat was tight and he couldn't speak.

He didn't refute.

Shang Shiyu suddenly felt uncomfortable. She wished that time could go slower, and she wished that they were not on a plane, but a car - a car that would take more than ten hours.

Her cold little hand groped on his chest, and suddenly got in through the seam of his shirt. Tang Wei was shocked and held her hand, "Shang Shang, what do you want to do?"

What doesn't she want to do?

Nothing.

Just want to be closer to him, to feel his warmth without any hindrance.

"Let me go." Shang Shang asked him hoarsely. Tang Wei looked at her eyes, which were misty and not very clear, but revealing sadness, and his heart softened. When he let go of her hand, her hand went into his shirt and pressed on his chest greedily.

With the other hand, she hugged his neck and kissed him.

Tang Wei warned himself that he should refuse. She was the one who was sick and unconscious, not himself. He should keep his mind. However, between their lips, they tasted bitterness.

Her tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, down her face, and slid to each other's lips. Tang Wei panted heavily, raised his big hand, clasped the back of her head, and pressed her closer to him. His thin lips sucked her lips tightly and hard.

She was ecstatic and lingered with him more passionately. Even though everything she was experiencing now was just a flash in the pan, she was still obsessed with it and unable to extricate herself.

The kiss between the two was like being on a cliff, as if the next moment would be the end of the world. They kissed so passionately that they had already forgotten where they were at the moment.

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The helicopter landed at the airport, and the three of them transferred to return to Youcheng.

When they arrived in Youcheng, Shang Shiyu's body finally couldn't stand it anymore, and was pushed into the ward by the nurse. Tang Wei asked Tang Song to check it personally. After carefully completing all the examinations of his body, it was confirmed that there was no major problem. Tang Wei was still completely relieved, "Are you sure there is no internal injury?"

"Even if you don't believe me, you have to believe the test results." Tang Song handed him a bunch of result sheets.

Tang Wei read through the pages carefully before nodding, "Why does she have a high fever?"

"The wound is somewhat infected, so she has repeated fevers. But these are minor problems." Tang Song looked at him with pity, "But you look much worse than her now. I heard Yu Sheng say that you fainted on the way there."

"I just fainted for a while."

Tang Song sighed, "You should go back to the ward and have a good rest. She is asleep now, so it's useless for you to stay here. I promise you that when you wake up after sleeping, she will be safe and sound."