Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart novel Chapter 198

Moira's heart tensed up, she was quietly not moving at all, and she could hear her own breathing, which was slightly hurried.

To be honest, sleeping on the same bed with him had caused her to be unable to calm down.

"Why are you sleeping like that? Aren't you afraid of falling?" In the darkness, the man's grumbling voice sounded.

In the next second, a large palm grabbed her arm and pulled her to the middle of the bed. Moira's slender body was pulled by him just like that, and she moved half a meter.

Moira tensed, and immediately held her breath. Her body felt like it was being pressed on a acupoint, and she didn't dare to move recklessly.

The man's body that had just bathed emitted a faint scent of body wash milk. The scent was cool and pleasant to the nose. Even the smell of alcohol was gone.

Suddenly, the man seemed dissatisfied with the way that she was sleeping with her back to him, and he put his big hand on her shoulder and turned it over.

Just like that, Moira laid face to face with him. Her side profile was pressed tightly against the man's chest.

"Don't hold me, I can't sleep like this." Moira wanted to find an excuse to struggle free from his embrace.

"Can't sleep? Why?" In the darkness, the man's low, sexy laughter rang out.

"I don't like being carried to sleep." Moira stiffly explained.

"I like it." Sage tyrannically whispered, but he still did not let go.

Moira really didn't like it, so she couldn't help but squirm in his embrace, intending to break free from his embrace and sleep alone at the side.

However, Moira did not understand men. To struggle in such a self-righteous manner, to men, it was undoubtedly a feeling similar to teasing.

His breathing suddenly became heavier. In the darkness, his handsome face tightened as he looked at the woman who was still twisting.

"Don't move." There was a danger of warning in his low warning voice.

Moira immediately froze, she could feel his dangerous aura.

"Sage, what are you doing?" Moira asked angrily.

"This is all your fault, do you still blame me?" A man appeared to be extremely innocent.

Moira immediately wanted to retreat. In the face of such a dangerous situation, she didn't dare to stay by his side.

"Try moving it again." Sage gasped, as though he was trying his best to endure something.

Moira didn't dare to move again. She stiffened her body, unwilling to let go just like that.

"Can you ..." Moira blushed.

"No." Sage replied her in frustration.

"Then can we sleep separately tonight?" Moira blushed and pleaded again.

"No way!" Sage was unwilling to let go of her.

"Then... Let's split up a bit! I can't sleep if you do this."

Sage couldn't help but snort lightly, "You're really selfish, to be able to make me into such a state, so you still want to sleep?"

"Then... Then what do you want?" Moira really did not know what the consequences would be.

She took a deep breath and was about to push him away when she realized that the heat was coming from his body.

Even the breath he exhaled was scorching hot.

Moira reached out and touched his forehead almost instinctively, but the moment she touched his forehead, she was shocked.

He was feverish.

Moira quickly got off the bed. She found a medicine box from the storage room, and took out a temperature detector. She measured his forehead, and it was 39 degrees.

Why did this man suddenly have a high fever? From the medicine, Moira found pills that could help adults get rid of fever. She poured a cup of warm water from downstairs and poured it onto the table.

At this time, before the sun rose, she couldn't leave her son behind, so she could only give him medicine first and go to the hospital at dawn.

"Sage, wake up. You're having a fever." Moira lightly patted his shoulder.

Sage's narrowed his long and narrow eyes, but even the light in his eyes became a little hazy. He sat up, and leaned wearily on the bedside. "What's wrong with me?"

"You're having a fever, hurry up and eat the medicine!" After Moira finished speaking, she handed the medicine over.

Sage actually believed in the medicine she gave him. He picked it up, swallowed it all in one go, and took a gulp of water.

"Quickly lie down, I'll wipe your body clean to quench the fever." Moira said.

Sage's handsome face slightly blushed, his hair was a little messy,and his two thin lips seemed to have been smeared with rouge, releasing a man's flirtatiousness for no reason. He smiled, "Can you wipe my entire body?"

Moira rolled her eyes at him, "You're still in the mood to joke at a time like this."