The dawn of the morning dispelled the darkness of the night, and a dazzling light shone into the room through the gap in the curtains.

There was no sleep all night, but Owen was awake more than ever.

He originally thought that it was his destiny to become an isolated island that no one was allowed to approach. But now, he has changed his mind, because he has people he cares about and things he wants to do.

"Owen. Ivy woke up and let out a soft call.

"I'm here. He quickly got up, came to her side, reached out and touched her forehead, "Great, the fever has subsided." ”

"Why are you still here?" she sat up, looking at him quizzically.

Owen smiled slyly, tilted his head, and said, "Because you need me." ”

This naked confession! Ivy lowered her eyes shyly, and suddenly realized that she was wearing pajamas.

She paused for a moment, then suddenly clasped her hands on her chest and glared at him embarrassedly, "You! What did you do?"

Owen supported his chin in one hand and bent down in front of her, "The wood is ready, the rice is cooked, what can you do with me?"

"Why are you so thick-skinned?" her cheeks flushed, and her pale face turned bloody.

"Alright, lie down, you're not well yet. ”

Ivy obediently retracted the quilt.

Owen helped her tuck the corners of the quilt and turned to walk outside.

"Where are you going?" Ivy sat up eagerly again, like a clingy child.

"I'm going to cook some porridge, you can't take medicine on an empty stomach. Owen turned back and pressed her back into the covers.

"A young master who comes to eat and opens his mouth can also cook porridge?" Ivy muttered disdainfully, but her heart was happy.

Owen pushed a few strands of messy hair from her forehead to the back of her head, and her eyes were as gentle as a pool of spring water, "You sleep for a while, I'll call you when the porridge is cooked." ”

It's been a long time since I've experienced the feeling of being photographed, so Ivy nodded obediently and responded, "Oh." ”

The door slammed shut.

Ivy sat up, grabbed the vanity mirror on the bedside table, and crooked her mouth into the mirror and screamed, "Oh!

After she fell ill, her lips were chapped, her nose was bursting, her forehead was acne, and her hair was oily on her scalp due to excessive sweat, in short, it was miserable.

"Why did you get out" Owen had just washed the rice when he saw Ivy staggering to the living room.

"Ah, I'm going to take a shower. Ivy subconsciously put her hand on her forehead, not wanting him to see her ugliness again.

"No!" Owen walked up to her in two steps and hugged a princess.

"Why?" Before Ivy could react, she was already lying in his arms.

Owen couldn't help but carry her back to the bed, "Don't toss, it's going to be windy." ”

"Please, I'm not in confinement. ”

"Obedient. ”

With Wu Wanting's character, when she receives this kind of shocking text message, she will definitely reply in seconds. Could it be that she is on the live stream? Ivy glanced at the alarm clock at the bedside, nine o'clock in the morning.

No, she only broadcasts prime-time news, is she helping her colleagues to replace her shifts?

Ai Wei sent another message to Fan Jingjing: [Whose broadcast class is this morning?]

A few minutes later, I received a reply: [Zhang Tong. 】

[What about Wu Wanting?, is there a class for her today?] Ivy asked again.

"She's on vacation.] Fan replied quietly.

Leave? Ai Wei simply called Fan Jingjing, "What kind of leave does she have? sick leave or personal leave...... When did she take leave, I never heard her take annual leave...... A temporary text message to Mr. Liu?"

Ai Wei frowned suspiciously, with her understanding of Wu Wanting, her purpose is to work more, make more money, and every job is full, and she never takes the initiative to take a vacation.

Tuk Tuk – There was a knock on the door.

Ivy quickly got under the covers and pretended to sleep.

Owen listened outside the door, and when he saw that she didn't respond, he was probably asleep, so he pushed the door in.

He made cabbage sum lean pork porridge, afraid that she would have no appetite, and squeezed a glass of fresh orange juice.

"Get up and have breakfast, don't delay taking your medicine. ”

"Well, I'll eat it. You, go back and rest, I can take care of myself. Ivy put her head over the covers and sulked.

Owen tugged at the corners of the quilt, "Okay, don't hide from me, get up and eat." ”

Ivy slowly showed her eyebrows, and said stiffly, "I, why am I hiding from you?"

"You're either pretending to be asleep or you're driving me away, aren't you annoying me if you're not hiding from me?" he stroked her head.

"I didn't!" Ivy sat up from the bed abruptly, frowning as if he had misunderstood.