As he was talking, a figure came in at the door, Lan Weiwan glanced at it, and was stunned in his heart, he really said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived, for some reason, she seemed to be a little unsure of how to face him, so she simply lowered her head to eat.

"If you lower your head, you will fall into the bowl. In his ears, a cold voice suddenly sounded, followed by the sound of a chair pulling, and Lan Weiwan clearly felt that there was another person beside him.

She was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly stuffed a few mouthfuls of rice into her mouth, then raised her eyes to look at An Huaijue, and said softly, "You're back." ”

Hearing this, a smile flashed in An Huaijue's eyes, and he raised his eyes to look at Lan Weiwan, and his eyes suddenly sank, this stupid woman, just had a serious illness, she wore so little to come out, did she want to get sick again?

His face was cold, he put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand and got up and went upstairs.

Lan Weiwan's face was inexplicable, could it be that she said the wrong thing?

However, she obviously didn't say anything.

She frowned, and couldn't figure out what An Huaijue had just done after thinking about it, until he saw An Huaijue coming over with a blanket.

Lan Weiwan was so shocked that she forgot all her movements, and just watched An Huaijue come over in a daze, and then draped the blanket over her body.

"If you wear so little, you are not afraid of fever again. He snorted coldly, and the accusatory words blurted out, with a hint of concern.

Lan Weiwan's body suddenly warmed, and there seemed to be a warm current surging in her heart, and even spread to her whole body, and she felt that her face seemed to be hot and hot.

Lan Weiwan subconsciously patted his cheek with his hand, hoping that the temperature would cool down a little.

"What's wrong?" An Huaijue frowned slightly, and immediately asked.

Hearing this, Lan Weiwan hurriedly shook her head, today's An Huaijue is surprisingly warm, but she is very uneasy.

"It's okay, I'm full, I'll go up first. With that, Lan Weiwan had already gotten up, pulled the blanket on her body, and walked upstairs, she quickly entered the room and closed the door. My heart is beating fast.

Only then did the whole person calm down.

Where did that nervousness and uneasiness come from? Lan Weitai didn't know, she only knew that An Huaijue had changed too much, and she couldn't grasp his emotional changes at all, so it was better to stay away.

After lying on the bed for a while, Lan Weiwan went into the bathroom, he had a high fever and sweating last night, and he hadn't washed it until now, and his whole body seemed to be a little sticky. Put hot water.

When An Huaijue returned to the bedroom, he didn't find Lan Weiwan's figure left and right, and his brows couldn't help frowning, where did this woman go?

He cursed in a low voice, and was about to go out to find someone, when he turned around and glanced at the closed bathroom door, he involuntarily walked over, and through the frosted door, he could faintly see a figure inside.

An Huaijue breathed a sigh of relief, raised his eyebrows slightly, and was about to turn around to leave, when he heard a scream from the bathroom.

His heart lifted instantly, his pupils furrowed, and he quickly pushed open the bathroom door and rushed in.

In the bathroom, Lan Weiwan's smooth body was unreservedly exposed to the light, without a trace of covering.

The moment she saw An Huaijue come in, she was stunned, and she threw the towel in her hand over regardless of the thirty-seven twenty-one, and scolded angrily: "An Huaijue, you rascal! Who let you in!" Lan Weiwan was ashamed and angry, eager to find a crack in the ground to get into.

"I ......" An Huaijue was also a little at a loss all of a sudden, his eyes narrowed slightly, deep in his heart, there seemed to be a ball of ** burning, and his eyes were a little reluctant to leave.

But Lan Weiwan smashed the towel, still let him catch it quickly, and then turned around.

This damn woman, who usually doesn't look like much, is quite interesting now. An Huaijue felt that his nose was a little itchy.

"You, who let you in!" Lan Weiwan asked while wrapping her bathrobe, regretting ten thousand times in her heart, she didn't lock the door, so that An Huaijue had a chance.

"I heard your screams and thought something had happened to you. An Huaijue's eyes sank, he could hear clearly just now, but she came in and was fine.

Call?

Lan Weiwan frowned, thought about it for a while, and suddenly showed a touch of helplessness in her eyes, that was when she came out of the bathtub, she accidentally slipped a little, but there was no big problem.

She also stood firm in time, and she didn't think that An Huaijue would come in because of this.

She bit her lip, even though she was dressed, she didn't know how to face him, seeing that he was still facing away from her, Lan Weiwan's brain was hot, so she simply planned to run out quickly.

She took a deep breath and ran forward in three steps and two steps, thinking that she could smoothly pass through An Huaijue and go straight to the bedroom, but she never thought that when she was close to him, her feet would slip!

Unsteady under her feet, Lan Weiwan fell down, her eyes were closed, and she was ready to fall.

The imaginary pain did not come, but there was a feeling of just falling.

Lan Weiwan mustered up the courage to open his eyes, and met An Huaijue's deep eyes, one of his hands was pulling her bathrobe, and the spring light on his chest was unobstructed.

This...... What is the pose?

Lan Weiwan can't wait to dig a hole and get into it at this moment.

Through the clothes, An Huaijue seemed to be able to feel Lan Weiwan's nervousness, he wanted to catch her just now, but he didn't expect her to fall down too quickly, he could only grab the clothes.

"It turns out that you are in such a hurry to give yourself a hug. With a slight force in his hand, he pulled the person up, chuckled lightly, and teased.

What the?

Lan Weiwan looked at An Huaijue with an incredulous expression, he was afraid that he was not sick in the brain.

"Are you paranoid, who threw your arms on you!" she snorted coldly, straightened her clothes, pushed An Huaijue away, and walked out.

She quickly walked into the bedroom and buried herself under the covers.

As soon as An Huaijue came out, he saw a bulging lump on the bed, which was so cute that he couldn't help but step forward, and a pair of big hands fell on the bulging lump and rubbed it.

"Get up, your hair is wet. ”

In the quilt, Lan Weiwan only felt that there was a big hand on her back gently rubbing, there was a hint of wonder, and she couldn't help frowning. What a situation this is!

Seeing that Lan Weiwan didn't move, An Huaijue pulled the quilt and leaked out Lan Weiwan's head.

There was still a trace of water droplets on his hair, which wet the quilt.

His face suddenly sank, "Lan Weiwan, you get up for me!"

As he spoke, he pulled the man off the bed and pressed him to the chair beside him, "Sit, don't move!" he said with a frown.

Lan Weiwan complained silently in his heart, he really sat and didn't move, but through the mirror, he saw An Huaijue walking over with a hair dryer, and a trace of emotion flashed in his eyes.