Chapter 822: Chapter 822



Jasmine had taken off all her clothes, and had no clothes on her body at all.

She snuggled naughtily in Boyce’s arms, and blinking her eyes, she asked, “To what point of happiness? Show me.”

Boyce looked at her, and his pupils darkened. He was overwhelmed by some emotions, but he controlled his feelings, “You just got wet in the rain. Stop doing this.”

When he returned to B-town the last time, Jasmine asked him to sleep on the couch, and the two of them did not sleep together. She flirted with him at that time, and he couldn’t stand it.

Suddenly, Jasmine thought of something and opened her eyes: what should she do?

I lost my phone and wallet with the bank card you gave me. The password to the card is very simple. It will be…

“It’s all right. Tomorrow I will go to the bank to report the loss of the bank card and I will also go to buy you a new phone,” Boyce’s tone was serious, “I’m glad to see you, but don’t be like this next time. You must let me know in advance. Otherwise, it’s too dangerous for you to come here alone.”

“You’re worried about me?” Jasmine raised her head.

Boyce looked down and rubbed her cheek with his fingertips. He felt her body still slightly chilled. “Of course, you’re my wife.”

Jasmine looked up at him with her dove eyes and gently lifted the corner of her lips. She wrapped her arms around his neck and brought her lips to his.

They kissed. Boyce hesitated and looked at her cheek with his dove eyes. His heart trembled a little. In the dim light, Jasmine had a feminine look that he was not used to seeing. Boyce looked down at Jasmine in his grasp.

He couldn’t help but respond to her kiss.

The two embraced passionately.

The quilt covering Jasmine slowly slid off and revealed her soft white skin with a bit of coolness.

She pressed her body against Boyce’s to be warmer.

Boyce’s breathing was quickening and he called her name in a husky voice.

Jasmine replied gently, “I miss you…” she sneezed intemperately after his words and spat in Boyce’s face.

She instantly blushed and hurried to wipe his face, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to…”

Her sneeze had ruined such a good atmosphere.

She felt regretful.

Boyce grabbed her by the wrist with which she was frantically wiping her face and said with a smile, “It’s okay.”

He put the quilt back on Jasmine and helped her lie down. “You take a nap and I’ll go out for a while.”

“I’m fine, Ahchoo!” Jasmine sneezed again before she finished her words.

Boyce touched her forehead, but he wasn’t sure if she had a fever. So he put his forehead against hers to check her body temperature, then frowned slightly, “You might have a fever.”

Jasmine also reached out to feel his temperature, “I don’t think so.” She felt no heat.

Boyce stood up, “You can’t feel it.”

He pulled the comforter back over Jasmine, “I’ll go out and get some medicine for you. You rest in bed.”

Jasmine said, “No need to…. Ahchoo…”

It seemed that her body was not feeling well.

Boyce leaned over to her and gently kissed her forehead, “Be good. I’ll be back soon.”

Jasmine nodded and said, “Come home soon.”

Jasmine felt unsafe in that strange place when Boyce wasn’t around.

“Okay, I’ll be back soon,” after saying that, Boyce took his car keys out of the car and walked out of the house. Jasmine looked at him, “Don’t forget to take the umbrella.”

Boyce replied with a “h’m”, took the umbrella and left the house.

Jasmine began to feel uncomfortable after Boyce left for a while. She still felt cold under the comforter, so she snuggled into it.

She walked around the house and thought, “This is the place where Boyce lives.”

There were a few clothes hanging in the closet, and on the table was a thermos and a cup of tea. The house was simple.

Jasmine was feeling weaker and weaker, so she lazily lay down and waited for Boyce to come home.

It took Boyce over an hour to get home. It was the middle of the night and almost all the stores were closed.

He was only able to buy the medicine after going to a lot of places.

By the time he got home, Jasmine had fallen asleep.

Boyce poured himself a glass of hot water and put the medicine on the table before waking Jasmine.

Jasmine opened her eyes with difficulty. Boyce lifted her up and checked that her body was warm. He pressed his lips against her forehead, and it was obvious that she became warmer when he touched her forehead. He whispered to her, “I bought the medicine. Come take the medicine before you sleep.”

“I want to sleep,” Jasmine snuggled as Boyce coaxed, “Be obedient to take the medicine.”

He held the medicine to Jasmine’s lips, who opened her mouth and took it. She immediately frowned, “It’s bitter.”

“Drink some water to take the bitterness out, and it will be fine,” Boyce held the glass of water up to her lips. Jasmine took a drink of water to wash down the pill. The bitterness in her mouth was much lighter.

Boyce handed her two more pills, “Two more pills.”

Jasmine pouted in his arms, “Can I refuse to take them?”.

Boyce said, “No, you’re sick now.”

“I want you to feed me,” Jasmine feared he didn’t understand her and said, “I want you to feed me with your mouth.”

The pill melted instantly in her mouth. Boyce said, “That will be more bitter.”

“I want to share the bitterness with you, don’t you?” Jasmine said coquettishly.

Boyce was speechless.

Jasmine took the pill from his hand and put it between his lips, then brought her lips close to his, “So it won’t melt.”

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