Song Ran drank a large cup of brown sugar ginger tea, and then retracted into the quilt, Gu Jingxing stared at her nervously: "Does it still hurt?

Song Ran's eyes darkened: "Is this an elixir, will it have such a quick effect?"

Gu Jingxing touched his nose: "Do you want to have another drink?"

Song Ran shook his head: "If you drink it again, you're going to vomit." ”

Gu Jingxing put the cup aside, then took a quick handkerchief over and wiped her sweat: "I'm sweating, isn't it too hot?"

Song Ran looked pained: "It's hot in other places, but my stomach still hurts, and my back is still icy." ”

Because there is a hot water bottle to cover it, my stomach is a little better, but my back and legs are really cold, and it is almost fatal.

Gu Jingxing's hand reached into the quilt, as if he had entered the Flame Mountain, it was so hot, how could this girl stand it?

Song Ran said in a hoarse voice, "What are you doing?"

The man didn't speak, the dry and warm palm was attached to her back, Song Ran felt a warm current behind her, the temperature of his palm made her feel very comfortable, so comfortable that she had an attachment, and couldn't help but want to stuff her whole body into his palm.

Gu Jingxing sat on the edge of the bed, his palm gently ironing her back, and his voice was incredibly gentle: "In this way, is it better?"

Song Ran said in a nasal voice: "Well, there is." ”

Gu Jingxing's palm kept sticking to her back, and Song Ran's pain slowly disappeared, once the pain disappeared, her whole body became extremely tired, and she fell asleep groggily.

Gu Jingxing saw that she was finally asleep, her eyebrows were stretched, her expression didn't seem to be so painful, Gu Jingxing's hand touched inch by inch, her body seemed to be warm, and touched her stomach again, the hot water bottle was not as hot as her stomach, so she pulled out the hot water bottle.

When she pulled it out, she found that she was really sweating a lot, so Gu Jingxing got up and went to fetch a basin of hot water to come over and intend to wipe her a little.

As soon as the quilt was lifted, I found that the nightdress that this girl was wearing had reached her stomach at this time, revealing a white and tender belly and two slender and straight legs.

After several exhalations to regain his composure, he gently pulled down her nightdress, and then wiped the beads of sweat from her neck and chest with trembling hands.

Song Ran muttered in a daze: "Jing Xing, what are you doing?"

Gu Jingxing suddenly became a thief and said, "I didn't do anything, I didn't do anything." He was so nervous that his palms were sweating.

Song Ran didn't say anything, closed his eyes, and fell asleep again, Gu Jingxing breathed a sigh of relief, and the sweat really flowed a lot.

After wiping her body, Gu Jingxing hurriedly walked out of the room with the basin of water, and as soon as he entered the bathroom, he felt that it was hot under his nose, and Gu Jingxing hurriedly reached out to touch it.

Good guys, nosebleeds.

Fortunately, Song Ran's girl fell asleep, otherwise she would have made fun of him for this.

He quickly washed his face with a weak heart, and the cold water poured on his face, and the wild, restless heart gradually calmed down.

On this night in early summer, Gu Jingxing went into the bathroom to take a cold shower, and finally wore short-sleeved shorts and entered the room again.

He moved a stool, sat on the edge of the bed against the wall, and just watched her quietly, just guarded her quietly.