The fire in her heart burned again.

She thought that after her slap and words in the physiotherapy hall, with Han Lie's self-esteem, he would definitely not come to her again, but it was only a few hours before he broke into her room at will.

Tong Qiangqiang didn't want to deal with him at all, turned around and walked back to the bedroom to lock the door, determined to move out of here tomorrow.

When she returned to bed to lie down and continue sleeping, she suddenly reacted abnormally.

Did he fall in the hallway?

After a pause, Tong Qiangqiang still chose to lie back on the bed. It doesn't matter if he's standing or upside down. It's none of her business.

A few seconds later, Tong Qiangqiang opened his eyes, sat up from the bed again, bit his lip, and chose to get out of bed.

Han Lie was still lying at the entrance, and it seemed that he hadn't even moved his position.

Tong Qiangqiang observed from a distance for a while before slowly walking over.

But seeing Han Lie lying on his back steadily, his body was full of wine, his face was flushed, and his brows were frowning, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't look very good.

Tong Qiangqiang couldn't figure out whether he was drunk or what, so he squatted down. Reaching out to probe his full forehead, this touch startled her, it was hot and hot, as if she could cook an egg on it at this moment.

"Han Lie, hey, Han Lie?" Tong Qiangqiang pushed him.

Han Lie's brows furrowed more and more, but the person didn't move much, as if he was already unconscious.

Tong Qiangqiang got up angrily and went to call the front desk on the landline: "Hello, I'm here in room 14, you Mr. Han is drunk, and now he is in my room, please find two male waiters to carry him away, thank you." ”

"Huh, room 14? Excuse me, I'll check it out. The front desk lady who answered the phone paused, then seemed to confirm something, and replied, "I'm sorry, Mr. Han told us that he has lived in room 14 for the past two days." We can't carry him away. ”

Tong Qiangqiang: ""

"Isn't this the room that your hotel arranged for me?" Tong Qiangqiang simply convinced Han Lie.

"Miss Liang, is it? I'm sorry, we can't help the arrangement of the superiors. ”

Tong Qiangqiang endured it and said, "Then please arrange another room for me now." I change rooms. ”

"I'm sorry Miss Liang, we can't call the shots about this. ”

Tong Qiangqiang's blood surged, and he hung up the phone in one go. After calming down, she called the front desk again: "You can always help send fever medicine, right?!"

Standing in front of Han Lie, Tong Qiang stared for a moment, and pulled one of his arms with both hands. Drag him all the way from the entrance to the sofa in the living room. Luckily, the floor was smooth, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to drag it. But she was still so tired that she was out of breath.

Looking at the height of the sofa, Tong Qiangqiang finally decided to give up and just leave him like this. There's a carpet underneath the place, anyway. It won't get cold to him.

After resting for two minutes, Tong Qiangqiang went into the bathroom to wring a towel, and when he came out again, he saw that Han Lie had kicked off a shoe at some point. The only shoe was still on his foot, and she simply helped him take off the one he was still wearing, and by the way, took off his socks, and then wiped his face with a towel wrung with cold water. Cool down physically.

Probably sensing her presence, Han Lie suddenly sat up from the ground, and soon his body was weak and he was about to fall down again, but his arm hugged Tong Qiangqiang, who was wiping his face. With his head buried in her shoulder socket, he sniffed her hair like a dog.

Tong Qiangqiang's shoulders lowered, and he easily shook him off, and it was at this time that he fell down again. She was able to match his strength.

When undoing his shirt, Tong Qiangqiang found a faint woman's lip print at his collar. She was a little surprised for a moment, glanced at Han Lie, whose eyes were closed, and pursed her lips. Wiped his chest like a table.

After twisting the towel several times, she wiped his chest, hands, and feet slightly red, and he finally felt less hot to the touch. Soon, the waiter also brought her fever-reducing medicine.

Tong Qiangqiang stuffed the pill into his mouth and poured him water to take it.

Because she didn't have the strength to hold him up, she simply let him lie flat like that, so much so that he was poured most of the water. Inevitably, they poured out and drenched his clothes. Tong Qiangqiang just didn't see it.

Finally, he grabbed a blanket and covered his stomach. Finally finished everything, Tong Qiangqiang was already sweating profusely, got up and prepared to go back to the room to sleep, but his wrist was grabbed by someone.

Tong Qiang sat back on the ground with a slurp, glaring at Han Lie.

However, Han Lie didn't seem to wake up.

Tong Qiangqiang grabbed his fingers and tried to break his shackles, but he buckled very firmly, and the more she tried to break it, the more firmly he became.

"Han Lie, let go, don't pretend to be asleep for me!" Tong Qiangqiang angrily pushed him hard with his other hand.

Han Lie's body shook, his eyebrows were tightly frowned, but the strength in his hand was still not loosened at all, and his dry lips moved gently, and he whispered, "Don't go." Qiangqiang"

Tong Qiangqiang was stunned for a moment, as if his whole mood had been smoothed out by something, he stared at Han Lie quietly, a mocking smile slightly flashed on his lips, and he muttered in a low voice.

"Han Lie has been entangled like this, is it really interesting?"

***

Han Lie woke up because the sunlight hit his eyelids, which was too exciting.

He was very annoyed, and after enduring it for a long time, he finally couldn't help but raise a hand to block it on his eyelids.

His throat was dry, and his temples ached suddenly.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Tong Qiangqiang at a glance.

She sat on the carpet beside him, sleeping soundly on the sofa with one hand on her pillow, her sleepy eyes calm, and the morning sun hit half of her face. Shine a clear picture of the fine hairs on the cheeks.

Her other hand was clasped tightly in his palm.

Han Lie instantly understood why she was in such a posture.

But he still didn't let go, and kept his lying position as well, quietly continuing to look at her at this angle.

However, it didn't take long. Music came from the bedroom.

Tong Qiangqiang's eyelashes trembled, he opened his eyes in a daze, and subconsciously touched something, but the direction of touching was the void. She froze. Reflecting the current situation, he rubbed his sleepy eyes and turned his head, unexpectedly meeting Han Lie's deep eyes.

"You're awake. Tong Qiangqiang yawned and reached out to Han Lie's forehead to probe. Then he said, "Well, I'm sure the fever is gone." ”

Her attitude was so good that Han Lie was a little incredulous.

In the bedroom, the music that presumably served as her alarm clock was still ringing.

Tong Qiangqiang shook the hand he was holding: "Can you let go? ”

Han Lie looked at her for a long time, hesitantly letting go of his hand. When I sat up from the ground, I found that all the buttons of my shirt had been unbuttoned, exposing my chest, and there were two suspected abrasions on my chest. And his light blue shirt was crumpled, and the two or three puddles of water stains were a little yellow, and a whole piece of clothing was scrapped.

Tong Qiangqiang had stretched his waist, stood up, and rubbed his sore neck. Go into the bedroom and turn off the alarm. When she came out again, she saw that Han Lie had already taken off her shirt and was wearing her upper body, as if she was calling someone to ask the other party to send clothes.

When he turned around, he hooked a faint smile and walked up to Tong Qiangqiang: "I worked hard for you last night." ”

His voice was still a little hoarse, faintly nasal.

"You're welcome. I can't help it. Tong Qiangqiang stood a step away, clasping his arms with his hands, "The front desk is reluctant to send someone to carry you away, I can't let you have a fever and burn your head, right?" ”

Han Lie was originally quite happy, but the more he listened to her words, the more wrong he became, and by the last sentence, his smile had completely subsided.

Tong Qiangqiang didn't seem to notice his displeasure, and reminded: "I suggest you go to the hospital to have a look and prescribe some medicine to eat, this kind of weather is easy to get cold." Also, drink less bars. ”

At first glance, there is no lack of concern for him, but the tone is vaguely closer to that of an ordinary friend.

Han Lie's face was completely cold, and there was an itch in his throat, and he covered his mouth and coughed several times.

Tong Qiangqiang helped pour a glass of water and handed it to him.

Han Lie took two or three sips, feeling a lot more comfortable in his throat, and then listened to Tong Qiangqiang say: "My inspection plan ended early, and I will move out in a while, and I will stay in other hotels." Thank you for your hospitality in the past two days, and I will write a report carefully and truthfully. ”

Han Lie's hand holding the water cup froze, his eyes were like dyed ink, layer by layer black, black and cold, staring at Tong Qiangqiang.

On his desk, his phone rang.

Han Lie picked up the phone expressionlessly, his eyes still fixed on Tong Qiangqiang's face motionlessly, and then picked up the phone.

Zhong Ruzhen's voice came from the other end of the earpiece: "The old man is dead." ”