You actually slapped him in front of him?!

"What, that's stupid?"

Tong Ran glanced at him coldly, her tone and look were the same as the usual Mo Nanjue, she took advantage of his stunned efforts to push him to the bed, pulled the quilt and wrapped him directly, and tucked it on her shoulder, "If you don't want to be slapped again, lie down, if I find out that you get out of bed, I will let you never touch a woman for the rest of your life, understand?"

“……”

"I'll call Chen An, and then go downstairs to make something to eat, if you feel uncomfortable, call the maids, they are at the door," Tong Ran took out a thermometer from the bedside, ripped off the collar of his nightgown and asked him to clip it, "The maid will come in and get it later, you don't have to get up, understand?"

“……”

Tong Ran's fair little face sank, and he reached out to pat his handsome face, "Don't you understand?"

The man lay down obediently, stunned when he heard the words, and nodded his head.

"It's good to get it, let's sleep for a while. ”

Tong Ran patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction, and when he straightened up, Mo Nanjue still reached out and grabbed her wrist.

She glared back, "What are you doing again?"

“……”

Mo Nanjue was very unhappy in his heart, when did he need to listen to a woman?

After thinking about it, the man still asked a little unnaturally, "You, when are you coming up?"

When asked, he regretted it again.

Isn't it his business to ask her to come up?

"When you wake up from sleep, I'll come up," Tong Ran was helpless, so he held his hand like coaxing a child, "You sleep first, okay?"

“…… Well, you go down. ”

The man coughed lightly and didn't look over, he pretended to close his eyes calmly, because of the fever, so the blush on Jun's face couldn't be seen, Tong Ran put his hand back on the quilt, and then opened the door and went out.

After the door was closed, Mo Nanjue opened his eyes, and he raised his right hand in front of him, as if there were traces of Tong Ran touching it a second ago.

On the pillow, there is also her faint sweet aroma.

The man didn't know what was wrong with him, so he put the back of his hand to his thin lips and kissed it gently.

At this moment, the door of the room was knocked open and pushed open, and the servant stood at the door, looking at the scene in front of him in amazement: "Young master, you ......"

Kissing the back of your own hand?!

"Get out, who told you to come in?!" Mo Nanjue sat up, the thermometer under his arm fell, he suddenly remembered what Tong Ran had explained, and actually lay down again, "Take it and get out of the room!"

"Yes, yes......"

The servant took the thermometer tremblingly and retreated, it seems that the young master is really sick this time......

***

When Chen An came, Mo Nanjue was already asleep, he simply checked, high fever was just a phenomenon of detoxification, it was not serious, and he left a few bottles of medicine and left.

Tong Ran came up from cooking some porridge, Mo Nanjue was still asleep, and she looked at the time and pushed him awake.

The man was also obedient, and after taking the medicine, he leaned against the head of the bed and asked her to feed the porridge and drink it one bite at a time.

Tong Ran scooped up a spoonful and blew it, "I put some sugar, it tastes good, right?"

"Okay," Mo Nanjue looked at her without squinting, "Tong Ran, if I hadn't been sick, would you feed me porridge?"

"You have your own hands and feet, what do you need me to feed?"

"Women also have hands and feet, don't you need a man to have a baby?"

“……”