The Domineering Boss is Addicted to the Convict novel Chapter 15

"I'm keeping you company. I'll be sleeping on the floor beside the bed. You can see me when you tilt your head to the side," Ling Yiran said.

"This bed can hold two people. Sister, can you lie on the bed to keep me company?" Yi Jinli muttered. Even he was unaware of the longing look on his face.

Ling Yiran bit her lips and hesitated for a while before nodding her head, saying, "All right." She lifted up the quilt on the floor and lay down beside him.

She was astonished that she had agreed to sleep beside a man. He must have looked like a fragile glass doll that would break at any time, which was why she wanted to protect him.

After she lay on the bed, she switched off the light, his left hand holding her right hand.

"Jin, if you feel terrible, call out for me," Ling Yiran said.

"I will," Yi Jinli replied. "Is it due to the medication?" He felt better; better than he did in any of his previous attacks.

"Could it be... her? Her hand is warm."

"Sister, will you stay with me forever?" Yi Jinli asked softly

"Of course! We could continue to keep each other company. In the future, when you get married and have a family, I'll still keep you company." She would continue to keep him company as a family member even though they were not related in any way.

Yi Jinli slowly shut his eyes. He felt assured by her voice and the pain gradually lessened.

"Get married...?" Ever since the death of his fiancee, Yi Jinli had never thought of getting married. However, Ling Yiran was already thinking about that.

"Sister, do you mean what you said?"

"Yes," Ling Yiran replied.

Finally, Yi Jingli allowed himself to fall asleep.

After Ling Yiran had tucked in the corner of Yi Jinli's quilt, she fell asleep.

Early in the morning, when Ling Yiran awoke, Yi Jinli was still sleeping. She lifted her hand to touch his face and forehead and saw that he was no longer sweating. He looked peaceful, and Ling Yiran believed that he was no longer in pain.

When her hand left his face, Yi Jinli opened his eyes. His beautiful amorous eyes, like limpid autumn water, shone brightly as he said, "Sister..."

"Sorry, I woke you up," Ling Yiran said. "It's still early. Sleep a while longer." As Ling Yiran spoke, she hurried off to wash up and get changed. "There's porridge in the rice cooker. Take some porridge after you're up. You had gastric pain last night so it's better if you eat something bland. Porridge is good for the stomach. Don't forget to take your medicine. You have to take it three times a day. Take it with you when you go out."

After Ling Yiran had given the instructions, she left hastily.

Once again, Yi Jinli was left alone in the small rental apartment.

He glanced at the rice cooker on the small round table and buried his face in the spot where she had lain.

He could still smell her, and her body temperature was lingering on the quilt.

Yi Jinli started to covet certain things...

...

Gao Congming saw his boss holding a cheap mobile phone. It was an old model, and it wasn't to his boss's usual taste. However, his boss instructed him, saying, "Go and get a SIM card. I want to use it."