Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart novel Chapter 199

With regards to the reason why he had a high fever, Sage knew in his heart why he had poured cold water three times in a row. Furthermore, the water used in this area was the source from the underground water under a mountain.

Even if it was an iron body, it wouldn't be enough for him.

"Lie still!" Moira ordered him.

Sage immediately laid down obediently and naturally opened his arms, as if he was waiting for this woman's favor.

After Moira finished adding the water, she took a towel and started to wipe the man's body. She sat on the edge of the bed and started to wipe the man's forehead bit by bit.

Moira raised the center of his brows and glanced at him, but continued to carefully wipe his forehead. The contours of his forehead were beautiful and revealed some angles, causing his ink-like eyebrows to fly straight.

The facial features of this man's entire face were like the works of God, all of them perfect in proportion.

At this moment, the corner of his mouth was suffused with a roguish smile. Under the lights, his deep eyes under his sword-like brows were rippling with gentleness and passion.

Anyone who looked at it would want to take another look.

Moira really wanted to reach out and cover her eyes that made her heart beat even faster. This man's eyes seemed to have some sort of magic within them, causing her to flinch as she looked at him.

"Close your eyes." Moira could only ask for it.

"I'm not closing my eyes." Sage was disobedient, acting like a child.

"What's so good about it?" Moira's voice carried embarrassment and anger.

"It just looks good!" Sage smiled.

After Moira finished wiping his forehead, she turned back to his ear, and his neck, only to see that the man's throat had become very obvious, his entire neck extending to his collarbone, a beautiful curve, and suddenly, Sage sat up, and he took off his shirt right in front of her.

Her strong and sturdy chest was reflected in her eyes just like that.

"Wipe it on my body." After Sage finished speaking, he laid back down again. The chest muscles of his chest were as smooth as bricks, and contained a hidden explosive power. In the quiet room, the sound of Moira swallowing saliva clearly resounded.

"Gulu."

Moira was about to say something involuntarily, which made her blush all the way to her ears.

When Sage heard it, the smile on his face became deeper. This woman still liked his figure!

Moira started to wipe his body. Thinking that he was having a high fever, she gave up all hope and focused on wiping his body, wiping away the sweat on her forehead. Seeing that her two long strands of hair were going to fall down at any moment, Sage's eyes flashed with pain.

As she did not have much to do, her two slender arms were not suitable for manual labor, so Moira decided to rub it on his shoulder once, when Sage suddenly held her hand, "Don't rub it, I will rest a while."

Moira panted slightly as she looked at him, "Let me help you wipe your feet a bit more! Heat dissipation is fast."

"I'll get you a cup of warm water. Lie still." After Moira finished speaking, she took the cup and went to the hall to pour him some warm water.

In order to make him sweat, she even poured some warm water on top of the water.

Sage was sitting on the bed, leaning on the back of the bed.

Moira brought the water over and gave it to him. Sage took it and drank a mouthful of it, then he immediately frowned: "So hot."

Moira immediately took it, and tasted it with her red lips, "It's not very hot, you can drink it."

Sage looked at her, and then took it. He endured the burning water and drank a cup, and after drinking, he became a little sleepy and said to the lady beside him: "Come, let me hug you to sleep."

Moira hesitated for a moment. Seeing that he was sick, she did not bother about him anymore. She laid down on the other side, and Sage immediately stuck her hand into her neck, letting her sleep on his arm.

Moira felt stiffly, but because Sage had taken the pill and was sweating profusely, he was really tired now, so he hugged Moira and fell asleep.

Now that it was Moira's turn to be sleepless, she turned to face him. She reached out to touch his body, and his temperature dropped.

She couldn't sleep, so she faced the man's face again. Other than looking at his face, there really didn't seem to be anything else she could do.

If you looked closely, this man was perfect to the point where you couldn't be on guard against him. Even if you looked closely, this man didn't have any flaws.