My Killing President novel Chapter 560

When Annabelle looked at Song Jing’s eyes, she felt her heart tightened. The woman smiled at him, "I will help you to tidy up your room!"

When Song Jing heard that, he was stunned and he let go of Annabelle, "Okay!"

When Annabelle saw how nervous he was, she pretended to be cheerful and spoke to him, "You just took your medicine, get some rest!"

Song Jing wanted to tell her that he didn’t want to rest…

He was afraid that after he fell asleep, Annabelle would leave.

He would rather stay awake.

"Are you going to leave?" Song Jing looked at her and asked.

Annabelle was stunned, "I will tell you when I leave!"

She would still be leaving…

Song Jing nodded.

"All right, get some rest!"

After Annabelle said that, she got up and tidied the man’s room.

Song Jing lied in his bed and opened his eyes slightly. The man’s gaze was following Annabelle around wherever she goes.

After sometime, Annabelle walked towards him and stood by his bedside, "Give it to me!"

Song Jing was stunned, "What?"

"Thermometer!"

And Song Jing recalled, then he took out the thermometer for her.

Annabelle took it over and checked his temperature, "39.5 degrees. You could have hold it in for a few more days. But at that time I wouldn’t be visiting you here but in the hospital!"

Song Jing, "……"

"Get a good rest. I will go and make you something to eat!" After saying that, Annabelle walked away.

The moment he walked into the kitchen, his saw Annabelle’s bustling figure inside.

At that moment, his heart skipped a beat.

The man enjoyed whenever he saw Annabelle gets busy in the kitchen, especially so when she was doing it for him. Whenever she does that, he would feel joyous.

That was the feeling of home!

He would feel an unnamed security and peace.

Annabelle might have felt his gaze from behind and she turned around.

"You got up already?" She asked smilingly. That cheerful smile of hers looked as if she was looking at her dear friend.

Song Jing nodded. The man looked at Annabelle and he had a mixed feeling.

At that time, Annabelle walked over and touched his forehead. After feeling it for a few seconds, she nodded in approval, "Good, not so hot now!"

Song Jing stood there and stared intently at Annabelle. The man was suppressing his every impulse to hug her.