Reborn Girl: Prince Charming's Hot Wife

Therefore, the door was closed and only Beiming Yubai and Pei Shangyu were left in the room.    

    

Beiming Yubai walked step by step to the front of the bed.    

    

The man on the bed frowned slightly and his eyes were tightly shut. He looked very quiet.    

    

Although she had seen him sleeping before, she felt that the current him had more of the steadiness and vicissitudes of life after the passage of time, and his facial features seemed to have become more and more profound.    

    

He must have lost weight. Compared to when they parted ways in the hospital, his chin lines were sharper and his skin was much darker.    

    

He was covered with a thin blanket, and his exposed hand was wide and his joints were clear. There were some scratches on it, but they had already formed scabs.    

    

Beiming Yubai only felt an aching pain in her heart.    

    

He was really an idiot. He clearly thought of her, so why didn't he tell her?    

    

In order to save her father and brother, he actually dared to become enemies with all the mercenaries in the world. Did he want to make her feel touched or scold him for being stupid?    

    

Beiming Yubai took a deep breath and tried to suppress the rolling emotions in her heart. She got up to get the cotton swab and water for Pei Shangyu's cracked lips. The petals were gently moisturizing.    

    

He was in a daze and did not wake up, but he seemed to have some consciousness. He reached out his hand that did not have any infusion and wanted to hold something.    

    

Beiming Yubai hurriedly put down the cup and passed one of her hands to him.    

    

Hence, he held her hand and slowly tightened it.    

    

She felt that his palm seemed to be calluses in his heart. It was dry and warm, but it carried the coarse feeling of a mature man. It made the feeling of sharpening go straight to her heart.    

    

Beiming Yubai slowly laid on the bed and looked at Pei Shangyu.    

    

After he held her hand, he finally seemed to have put down something and slept for a long and stable night.    

    

In the ward, there was only the sound of two people's breathing. It was very light.    

    

When Pei Shangyu woke up, it was already close to evening.    

    

He felt that he had a dream. In the dream, Beiming Yubai came to see him.    

    

He tried his best to wake up, but he was really too tired. He could only pull her and sleep together.    

    

His throat moved and made the sound of him waking up.    

    

Beiming Yubai, who was sleeping by the bed, heard the sound and quickly opened her eyes.    

    

At the same time, Pei Shangyu finally realized something was wrong.    

    

In his palm, there was a soft and small hand that was obediently lying down and being held tightly by him.    

    

In his breath, there seemed to be a familiar yet distant aura that gave people a feeling that it was engraved into their souls. It felt like a piece of cotton.    

    

He slowly turned his head, but it was right in front of Beiming Yubai's eyes.    

    

For a moment, their eyes met. Beiming Yubai felt her heart skip a beat and her face turned red again.    

    

It had clearly been so many years, but every time she saw him, her heart would still be like a little deer beating wildly.    

    

"With Bai." Pei Shangyu still held Beiming Yubai's hand. He felt the true softness of her hand and his heart felt warm and swollen. "I thought it was a dream."    

    

When Beiming Yubai heard him say this, she felt her throat tighten and her eyes became hot.    

    

She stood up. "Mr Shangyu," she said. Are you thirsty? Let me pour you some water?"    

    

Pei Shangyu nodded. "Alright."    

    

Beiming Yubai quickly pulled her hand back and got up to pour Pei Shangyu some water. She lifted his bed again.    

    

She fed the cup to his mouth and he held her hand. Perhaps because she was not used to it, some water spilled out from the corner of her mouth.    

    

Seeing this, Beiming Yubai quickly took a tissue to help Pei Shangyu wipe.    

    

These two days, Pei Shangyu had his brothers to take care of him.    

    

But his brothers were all rough men after all. How could they think of giving Pei Shangyu a shave?    

    

Hence, Beiming Yubai felt that there were thin and dense stubble on the man's lips. It did not stick to her hands, but instead, it was a little itchy.