###Chapter 133 The Fury Of Jordan

I opened my mouth to ask if he was hurt, but on the edge of my mouth, I saw his black eyes looking at me motionless.

I got a little freaked out.

"What are you doing back here?" He frowned with a strong eyebrow, and the chill remained on his face.

I bowed my head, after all, I was in a hurry and didn't deal with it properly. I paused and said, "Jordan, I'm sorry. I can't leave him alone. If you're still angry, you can beat me and scold me."

He laughed, chilly, "What? Hit you and scold you?"

Looking at him, I nodded very seriously, "Yes, if you are angry, you can hit me!"

"Hit you?" He laughed angrily, "Ivelle, when did you learn to beat a candy all your life? You have become more and more smooth over the years at the Astley's."

"Why don't you drink the soup first and warm your stomach? After all, if you don't eat, your stomach won't feel good." Now, I can only be so soft if the attitude needs too. I can be tough if I am afraid.

At the moment his face was extremely gloomy, as if it were cloudy and empty before the storm was about to come.

"Aren't you going to explain what happened to Liam?"

I twisted my eyebrow and mentioned it, and I couldn't help but be irritated. These are things of the past. I have to talk about them in detail. I extremely do not want others to know about the past.

Looking at his cold face, I could not help pinching my eyebrows and said faintly, "Liam, like me, is adopted by my grandmother. He is a few years older than me. We grew up together. Later, after some changes, he left me and my grandmother. After a long time It wasn't until this now that he showed up."

I don't want to go into too much detail. I don't want to dig into the sadness in depth.

He squinted, "Childhood brother and sister, or both?"

I frowned and looked at him a little angrily. "He is my brother, and he can only be my brother!"

"Oh!" He sneered. "This brother is very special to his sister, both in the building and in his arms. Since he is an elder brother, why didn't he make it clear to me in the first place?"

"It's not necessary." I opened my mouth, a little warm and angry. "It's getting late. I have to rest early. After you're done with the soup, I'll go back to my bedroom and have a rest."

I don't want to argue with him, and I don't think it's necessary to argue. Most of the time I can't control my emotions, so I just have to leave.

After entering the bedroom, I couldn't sleep for a while. I simply went to the hanging chair on the balcony and looked out in a daze at the night.

Jordan came in and fixed his eyes on me for a moment. I knew he was suppressing his anger and didn't want to quarrel with me.

When I saw him in the bathroom, I couldn't help sighing. Pregnant women sometimes get angry so easily so I can't control it myself.

Jordan took a bath quickly and came out with only a bath towel on his lower body. The transparent water droplets rolled down the sexy texture of his chest and abdomen.

He wiped his hair and I noticed that his back was black and blue, which I had struck with a shovel. I got up and went out of the bedroom and looked for a medicine kit in the hall.

When I returned to the bedroom, Jordan was already reading in bed. When he saw that I was carrying a medicine box in my hand, he raised his eyebrow and said, "What's the matter?"

"I'll put some medicine on you." When I went to him, I found the medicine for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis in the medicine box. I looked at him and said, "Your back is blue and purple. I'll rub you with some medicine."

He glanced at the medicine, then sat up straight and leaned his back against me.

I applied the medicine in the palm of my hand and pressed gently on his back. I was afraid of his pain. I didn't rub it very hard. It had a distinct taste and it smelled extremely bad.

For a moment, he looked sideways at me. His black eyes were extremely deep, "You can rub harder."

I was stupefied and blurted out, "Aren't you afraid it might hurt?"

He lowered his eyebrows and reined in his chill. "When you hit me, didn't you think that I will be hurt, too?"

The movements in my hands froze. I lowered my eyes and didn't know how to answer him. I rubbed him in silence.

After a long time, I put away the medicine box and washed my hands.

After a simple wash, he also went to bed. He seemed to like to sleep naked recently, and when he moved over, I accidentally ran into his high-spirited maleness.

I was stupefied. I couldn't help looking at him. I didn't react when I saw him. He just read quietly.

Relieved, I lay down to prepare to rest.

The next day, I woke up earlier.

Jordan was not yet awake. Even in a deep sleep, his posture was also very regular, black short hair, clean clear facial features, very deep.

This is the first time I have looked at his face so carefully.

His eyelashes were long. His lips were slightly pursed, and the corners of his lips were slightly sunken.

This was a sleeping position that was said to be always on alert.

It is said that people with this rest posture were very strong and their mind is made up in what to do. They can't be rejected.

Indeed, Jordan was like this.

He has a thick chest, wide shoulders and narrow waist. The texture of his legs were symmetrical and slender.

Even if he's at rest, the level of alertness was extremely high.

He suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were dark, there was no obscurity after sleep, and his eyes stared closely at me.

With my eyes facing his, I was just stupefied, and then calmed down.

For a while, his taut body relaxed, narrowed his eyes and stretched out his hand, "Come here."

I looked back, without the embarrassment and shyness of peeking and being caught, "You go to sleep, I'll go downstairs for a walk."

Waking up early, Mrs. Yeardly should have gone out to buy vegetables. The fruit sent by Liam was still in the yard. The box was so big that I couldn't move it.

I Just took some of the fruit in a plate back inside. Liam was right. It was all the fruit in the Primrose yard. The tomato was not very big, but the taste was good.

The Green awn was also good. When I was a child, I always like to eat it with chili peppers. The taste was very good.

He sent a lot. Maisie Rogers always said she wanted to eat this. I washed some, packed it, looked at the time, and sent a message to Maisie.

She was still in the hospital and will be send some to her later.

When I heard the noise at the entrance of the stairs, I looked sideways. It was Jordan. He was wearing gray pajamas. His slender figure in his pajamas looked good.

"Why don't you get some more sleep?" It's still early, and it's okay not to get up.

"I can't sleep." Jordan's eyes seemed cold, but he could clearly feel a compelling aura. Sure enough, he looked at me for a long time and said faintly. "I'm awake."

I was stupefied, threw my phone aside and said faintly, "I'm going to go to the hospital to see Maisie later."

"Ivelle." He hugged me from behind, and his voice was a little hoarse. "Cats are easy to be grumpy and mad when they are uncomfortable, and so are people. I haven't seen them for a long time."

His voice was suppressed. "Shall we go to the bathroom?"

Sure enough, then unsmiling, well-dressed men, at a certain time, will also become local ruffians and hooligans and dissolute children when needed.