"Your hands are pooping, what does it smell like, it's smoking me to death, cough cough!"

Originally, Yang Yimo was still cursing Er Fat in her heart, saying that it was not good, but she had to say that she couldn't do it......

This is a state of imminent death, Yang Yimo really wants to pretend, and has been trying to find a feeling.

But the moment Wang Hao put his finger in front of his nose, she choked and coughed.

I really couldn't help but curse.

"Are you alright?"

Wang Hao was frightened, it's good that people don't die, if they die, they really don't know how to deal with Mr. Yang.

Erfat brought the thermometer and measured the foam. ”

Oh, good. ”

The second fat fart ran to the drawer and took out a boxed thermometer.

"What are you doing?"

Suddenly, Wang Hao put his eyelids over, Yang Yimo and Wang Hao's nose touched lightly, and there was a feeling as if they were going to kiss for a moment, and Yang Yimo was immediately shy.

A person's eyelids can test whether you have a fever or not, I just pasted your head, the body temperature is cold, you don't have a fever. ”

Wang Hao sent Yang Yimo's head and patiently explained.

I guess I just took antipyretics. ”

Yang Yimo explained awkwardly.

"Oh, why is your face so red, how does your body feel, is it cold?"

Yang Yimo thought to herself, nonsense, the opposite sex is so close to him just now, everyone will be short of breath and feel shy, okay?!

It's not cold, it's much better, it's just that I'm a little hungry. ”

The shrewd Yang Yimo said pitifully.

Wait, I'll do it for you. ”

Seeing that Yang Yimo didn't seem to be as lively as before, Wang Hao didn't doubt it, thinking that she might be really sick, it would be nothing more than a fever that had just subsided, and he got up and went to the kitchen to get busy, and he wasn't angry with her.

After a while, Wang Hao brought out a bowl of boiled pear soup and pinched his ears: "It's so hot." ”

What is it?"

Whatever you have a fever, come, get up and drink. ”

"Oops..."

Yang Yimo pretended to have no strength in his body, and he couldn't get up.

The second fat watched from the side and secretly admired, Sister Momo, you must have graduated from the acting department, this patient acted too realistically, if he didn't know the truth, he would have believed it.

Wang Hao helped her up, put a pillow behind her waist, and said, "Drink the soup first." ”

Yang Yimo pouted: "Hot." ”

This is the princess's illness, and she has to be fed?

Wang Hao understands!

So he silently gave her a spoonful, blew it, brought it to her mouth, and made a sound like coaxing a child: "Come, drink, it's not hot." ”

Your saliva seems to have just gotten into a spoon. Yang Yimo pouted and said.

"Do you want to drink??" Wang Hao suddenly lost his patience, this is really not a good job to serve the eldest lady.

So what are you doing, I know that it was my fault to tease you yesterday, and it's not okay to apologize to you. Yang Yimo said aggrievedly.

A girl learns to be soft, and she is destined to be pampered by men in her life.

Wang Hao didn't think so, and took the spoon to Yang Yimo's mouth again: "Miss, this time you blow it yourself!"

"Whew!"

A fragrance rushed into Wang Hao's nasal cavity, and it smelled good.

Wang Hao subconsciously glanced at Yang Yimo's small lips, and for some reason suddenly wanted to bite into it.

At the same time, Yang Yimo also looked up at Wang Hao, and the two of them looked at each other, and both of them were stunned for a while.

"How do I smell a sour smell in the air? I went to the kitchen to see if the vinegar was spilled..."

The second fat went to the kitchen and closed the door by the way.

At this time, there were only two people left in the house, Wang Hao and Yang Yimo.

"What do you want to do?"

I clearly saw Wang Hao's throat moving, it was the action of swallowing saliva.

I ..... Want to taste your lipstick. ”

Yang Yimo's voice was soft, which made Wang Hao blurt out all of a sudden.

Wang Hao is an adult who is caused by the moon, so he just wants to be with her forever in an instant.

"What?"

Yang Yimo was stunned, and then laughed with a snort: "What did you say?"

"Nope..."

Wang Hao hurriedly ran to the bathroom, washed his face, and unexpectedly... was a little tempted by Yang Yimo at that moment just now, this is not!

Obviously what she likes is Jiang Yun, how can she be tempted by Yang Yimo, she is not her favorite type at all!

"Hey. ”

Yang Yimo suddenly slammed into the door and called him.

"Huh?"

"Here you go. ”

Yang Yimo took out a tube of pink lipstick, which seemed to have a small embellishment like a little star: "You pay it off." ”

"I just said nonsense. ”

Wang Hao's face flushed, and then he looked at Yang Yimo: "You have a fever yourself, don't wander around in your pajamas, hurry up and go to the bed." ”

"Oh, forgot. ”

Yang Yimo returned to the quilt and said with a smile: "The inner porridge is a little undelicious, I want to eat something delicious, are you cooking something else for me?"

"If you are sick and cold, you can't eat greasy things, you can only eat porridge, okay, I'll see later, if you don't have a fever, go to sleep, if you have a fever, I'll take you to the hospital, and the injection will be done quickly." ”

"I don't give injections. ”

Everyone is afraid of injections, and Yang Yimo is naturally no exception, originally pretending to be sick, but after hearing this, he immediately trembled with fright, and his eyes unconsciously frightened.

Wang Hao smiled slightly: "Then go to bed early." ”

With that, he walked away.

Listening to the sound of the door of the room, Yang Yimo showed the shy posture of a little woman, it feels good to be taken care of, Wang Hao is really good.

Where did Yang Yimo have a fever, originally to trick Wang Hao into coming back to cook, this is good, she didn't say anything about the meal, she ate two mouthfuls of porridge, which made her hungry and couldn't sleep.

In the blink of an eye, it was past eleven o'clock in the night.

Yang Yimo stepped on pink fluffy slippers, walked out of the room, looked around the kitchen, and saw nothing.

Do you order takeout?

Since living with Wang Hao for a long time, her mouth has become more and more picky, and takeout is no longer enough to satisfy her appetite.

How can I get Wang Hao to cook for himself, and he still cooks at this point, without being in a hurry.

The door of Wang Hao's bedroom suddenly opened, and I thought it was Wang Hao who came out, and I was startled.

At first glance, it turned out to be the second fat, so he asked in a low voice, "Why did you come out?"

The second fat is even worse than Yang Yimo, at least Yang Yimo drank a bowl of porridge, and the second fat didn't eat anything.

"Sister Momo, I'm hungry. The second fat face was bitter, touched his belly and said, "Hungry cooing." ”

"Why don't you let Brother Hao cook for you, just say you're hungry, beg him?" Yang Yimo said with a witty little look: "I just happen to be able to follow along." ”