He had to knock on Yi Qianmei's door. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Your sister has a fever!"

"Fever, isn't it you? Can you just help her get rid of the fever?" Yi Qianmei didn't open the door, and a muffled sentence floated over.

Dongfang Zijin raised his eyebrows, this, are you sure that her sister said it?

He suspects that he has met a fake sister!

Dongfang Zi walked back with a dark and calm face.

looked coldly at Yi Qianyan, who was already asleep in a ball on the sofa, and frowned.

"Well deserved!"

The cold words spat out from the lips of the cool book, and after that, he crossed back to his bunk, and fell asleep.

Dongfang Zijin lay on the ground and turned over several times in a row, and he didn't feel sleepy for some reason at this time.

He opened his eyes to the bright incandescent light on the ceiling, and heard Yi Qianyan's incoherent murmur from the other side of the sofa.

He got up suddenly, his handsome face like frost facing the little woman on the sofa, and his gloomy and unmoving gaze seemed to have made up his mind, and he got up and walked to the sofa again.

A barely audible sigh.

Dongfang Zijin finally walked into the kitchen and took out an ice pack from the refrigerator.

Fu came to the sofa again, looked at the little face that was still red, reached out and scratched the black and shiny hair on her forehead, and carefully pasted the ice pack on the white and tender forehead.

As soon as the cold ice pack was pasted, it was opened by the sleeping little woman with one hand, and she muttered inarticulately, Dongfang Zijin's two sword eyebrows wrinkled even deeper, and when she listened carefully, she heard what the little red mouth said, "Cold...... It's so cold......"

Dongfang Zijin is really a little unbearable, thinking that he has always been taken care of by others, how can he take care of others?

I don't want to, one of his kindnesses was pushed away by this dead woman!

"It's cold, it's good to die cold!"

Dongfang Zijin stretched out his hand and probed her forehead again, obviously her forehead was hot like a stove!

This time, he unceremoniously pressed the ice pack on her forehead, no matter how soft and boneless little hand refused, he just wouldn't let go.

Annoyed him, he simply reached out and grabbed the troublesome little hand.

With this hand, I realized that her hands were so cold on a hot day.

Looking at the shrunken little body, it turned out that she was cold because of chills......

He helped her pull a large piece of thin blanket, covered it, and flipped through the ice pack that was on her forehead from time to time, feeling that the heat on her forehead had dropped.

At this time, he wanted to withdraw his hand, but found that his hand was held tightly by her, and he arched to his side unconsciously.

The little head was half-nestled next to his thigh.

Dongfang Zijin frowned, and wanted to push away the little head that was snuggled up, but his hand reached halfway and gently stroked the little face that gradually turned from ruddy to sweaty.

His fingertips ran over the blown-out skin, giving him a strange sense of touch.

For a long time, he stared at her gradually sleeping face, until he saw that the heavenly traces had been confessed.

This dead woman!

He even let him keep her all night!

And one of his hands was now comfortably resting under her head.

Hands are numb!

I can't stand it!

Dongfang Zijin frowned and carefully turned his already numb arm.

Just moved slightly, Yi Qianyan, who was sleeping on it, opened her eyes faintly at this time.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he faced Dongfang Zijin's face that couldn't be darker.

She was so excited that she bounced straight off the couch.

Together, it's a two-handed cockfighting mode.

"Early in the morning, what do you want to do!"

She glared fiercely at the Dongfang Zijin in front of her with a tired expression.

Dongfang Zijin unhurriedly withdrew the arm that had been padded by her for a night, and moved a few times.

"What can I do with your kind of character?" Dongfang Zi glanced at her with disdain, and the nightdress on her body was slightly wrinkled because she had just woken up.

Yi Qianyan followed his gaze and hurriedly straightened out the skirt that revealed a large section of white legs.

I only heard Yi Qianyan snort coldly, got up from the sofa and ran to the toilet.

Dongfang Zijin looked at Yi Qianyan, who was already jumping around, and also snorted coldly, and cursed at the back, "ungrateful!"

"Who is Young Master Dongfang talking about?" Yi Qianmei, who happened to get up too, passed by and looked at Dongfang Zijin with an inquiring expression.

She also saw Yi Qianyan who went to the toilet, and the expression on her face was a little weird.

Yi Qianyan came out of the toilet, and she was already renewed, only to see that her shoulder-length black hair had been tied in a high ponytail.

I changed into a set of pure white sportswear, I was in good spirits, where are the traces of a high fever last night?

She shouted to Yi Qianmei as she walked, "Mei'er, let's go!"

Dongfang Zijin knew that they were going for a morning run.

Anyway, early in the morning, he had nothing to do, although he didn't sleep all night last night, he didn't have the habit of sleeping lazy.

Just go for a sport and get some fresh air.

When the two of them just ran out of the door, Dongfang Zijin also ran out wearing the T-shirt that Yi Qianyan bought for him.

Yi Qianyan and the others ran in an orderly manner along the asphalt road in front of the house in the direction of the market.

Anyway, there is only one road here, and at the moment the asphalt road has been washed very clean by the heavy rain last night.

The road surface has dried, only the green weeds on the side are wet and shining, and the new clusters of orange wildflowers in the grass are even more delicate and lovely, and the spirit is uplifting.

In addition to the faint scent of mud and grass in the air, there are also wisps of floral fragrance, lingering in the nose, making people even more refreshed.

Yi Qianyan held her head high, went all the way forward, and looked at Yi Qianmei, who had already run ahead of her, and the corners of her mouth involuntarily pulled up a smile.

In the distance, there are endless green hills, and on the side of the road she runs idly sits some American-style houses with white walls and red tiles, each of which is a unique scenery.

She faces the clear blue sky and fresh air every morning, and her mood is also the best at this time.

Her gaze lingered on every landscape, and her steps ran unhurriedly.

Suddenly, a tall figure ran past her, bringing a refreshing breeze.

Yi Qianyan frowned, feeling unhappy with Dongfang Zijin who appeared a few steps in front of her.

This dead pervert also comes to run what to run!

I hate it when I look at it!

Yi Qianyan pursed her lips and quickened her steps, but no matter how she ran, Dongfang Zijin was always in front of her, a few steps away from her.

Yi Qianyan was almost a little angry, fine beads of sweat had appeared on her forehead at this moment, she was weak, and she needed to rest for a while.

And she just slowed down her pace, and the goods in front of her also slowed down, Yi Qianyan really wanted to beat the cheap man in front of her.

His presence had seriously affected her good mood.

And Yi Qianmei, who was running at the forefront, would have turned back.