Pei Tingyuan firmly hugged the restless man, his arm hurt faintly, he frowned uncomfortably, and held back without saying a word.

The little man in his arms sighed, his head rested comfortably on Pei Tingyuan's shoulder, and a little normal blood finally returned to his cheeks.

After soaking in hot water for about ten minutes, Pei Tingyuan scooped the person up from the bathtub and carefully dried the water on his body with a towel.

Pei Tingyuan couldn't help but think of the time spent together, she was always like an angry little hedgehog, erecting thorns all over her body, and if anyone wanted to get closer, she would stab anyone hard.

He smiled helplessly, put his arm around her shoulders, picked her up horizontally, strode to the window, and gently placed him on the soft bed.

He didn't bother to go to the guest room to get Qiao Xihe's clothes, so he took a white shirt directly from his cloakroom and put it on for her.

His hand covered her forehead, tested the temperature, it seemed that it was not so hot, and then noticed that Qiao Xihe's hair was still wet, so he took a hair dryer from the bathroom and blew her hair.

The wet hair was tangled together, and he scratched it with his fingers at first, but it seemed to be a dead knot in the back. He turned off the hair dryer, took a comb, and carefully brushed her hair, dividing the knots.

His movements were very gentle, as if he were dealing with a peerless treasure, afraid that he would break something.

The person on the bed did not feel the slightest pain, hugged the quilt, and fell asleep deeply.

However, Pei Tingyuan was not as comfortable as she was at this time.

A woman's long hair is a real nuisance...... He slandered, and despised himself for working hard for this heartless woman now, obviously he was also fighting with his eyelids, and he felt very sleepy, but he still had to cheer up twenty points of spirit, and blow dry Qiao Xihe's hair first.

He knew that if he was lazy tonight, Qiao Xihe's illness would definitely worsen tomorrow.

It took him an hour to completely dry Qiao Xihe's hair, and there seemed to be another layer of sweat on his body, and it was so hot that he took a bath just now.

He had to grab clean clothes again, go to the bathroom and take a quick shower.

At this moment, it was already twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, he measured Qiao Xihe's temperature again, then fed medicine and drank water, took a towel, washed it with cold water, and covered her forehead.

Qiao Xihe was still obedient and let him toss.

"It would be nice if you were so obedient all the time. Pei Tingyuan sat on the edge of the bed, his fingers caressed Qiao Xihe's cheek, and sighed with emotion.

The man in the bed could not give him the slightest response.

Pei Tingyuan laughed self-deprecatingly, stared at the good-looking and well-behaved sleeping face, and stretched out his hand from time to time to probe the temperature of his forehead, or wash the towel again and cover her again.

The night was deeper, and he felt that Qiao Xihe's breathing was shallow and even, and his physical problems had stabilized, Pei Tingyuan felt very tired, so he simply lay down beside Qiao Xihe.

He looked at his empty palm, turned sideways, grabbed Qiao Xihe's shoulder, and brought the person into his arms, before closing his eyes and sleeping peacefully.

In the early morning of the next day, Qiao Xihe opened his eyes in a daze, looked at the white ceiling a little blankly, and came back to his senses after a while, remembering that this was the Pei family.

She was about to stand up, but she felt a resistance, looked down, and was startled.

"Pei Tingyuan!" Qiao Xihe shouted, lifting the arm around his waist.

Pei Tingyuan was awakened and opened his eyes to look over.

"You ......" Qiao Xihe's words just reached the tip of his tongue, and when he saw Pei Tingyuan's face clearly, he stopped.

I didn't see him for a day and a night, what did Pei Tingyuan go through? The bloodshot in his eyes, the faint bruises under his eyes, showed that he didn't sleep well last night.

Thinking of this, Qiao Xihe shook his head vigorously.

Did Pei Tingyuan sleep well, what did it matter to her?

"Take your dirty hands away," Qiao Xihe scolded: "You said you wouldn't force me, why did you run to my bed again?

Pei Tingyuan propped up his head with his hands, looked at the person in front of the bed unhurriedly, and suddenly realized that her current appearance was full of temptation.

The long curly hair is casually draped down, from the loose neckline, you can see the delicate collarbone and snow-white skin, the legs under the shirt, slender and straight, the sun falls on this white shirt, and some spring light is even fainter.

He felt his throat tight, and after coughing a few times, he said expressionlessly, "You can see whose room this is first." ”

"Huh?" Qiao Xihe looked left and right, the huge room, the minimalist decoration and layout, and a single photo on the bedside table, on which the man in the suit and leather shoes was cold and elegant, and the instrument was extraordinary.

How could she possibly put a picture of this beast on the bedside table!

Pei Tingyuan saw the surprise in her eyes clearly, and asked with a smile, "Do you see it?"

Qiao Xihe immediately jumped up from the bed, scratched his hair indiscriminately, and finally remembered that he and Lu Yang met at Xiaotao Lake yesterday, and then they were drenched in the rain, and then they ......

She couldn't remember anything about what had happened.

She scratched her chest in discomfort and noticed the clothes on her body.

The white shirt hung softly on her body, the excessively long sleeves could completely cover her hands, and the length, almost to the middle of the thighs, was obviously extremely inappropriate for her figure, and judging from the style, it was a men's shirt.

Thinking back to what she had just done, she clearly realized that she was wearing nothing in her shirt.

She crossed her hands over her chest in fright, "We ......"

Last night...... What the hell happened? Could it be that when he was unconscious, he ...... with Pei Tingyuan

"Rest assured, nothing happened last night. A hint of loss flashed in Pei Tingyuan's eyes, "It's just that you have a fever, so in order to prevent you from getting sicker today, I took a shower and changed your clothes for you." ”

Took a shower and changed clothes...... Qiao Xihe's face turned red uncontrollably.

However, Pei Tingyuan's expression when she spoke revealed a very serious look, as if she was doing business, which made her helpless and embarrassed to dwell on this issue.

Qiao Xihe bit her lip and turned around to go back to her room.

Standing in front of Pei Tingyuan, who was like a torch in his eyes, this made her feel like a man on her back, and she was uncomfortable all over, and she just wanted to leave quickly and change back into her clothes.

"Wait. Pei Tingyuan's voice sounded behind him.

Qiao Xihe paused, "What's wrong?"

Pei Tingyuan said: "I bothered to take care of you last night, and you don't thank you at all?"

Qiao Xihe turned around, "What do you want to thank?"

Pei Tingyuan raised his eyebrows, "Isn't this a question for you to think about?"