Chapter 42: Don't Move, You're Feverish

Li Xiaoli has been waiting patiently for Long Tianze, not daring to leave easily. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

In fact, she didn't expect Long Tianze to agree to see her, and specially sent someone to pick her up, after all, she had only confronted him not long ago.

Thinking about it now, she really wanted to bite her tongue off, why did she say so much and not leave a way back for herself.

The mobile phone in the bag vibrated many times, all from Liao Chuchen, Li Xiaoli let it vibrate and didn't plan to pick it up.

waited from morning to afternoon, and there was no shadow of Long Tianze.

However, the maids here are very enthusiastic, and the lunch is also very rich, but she is the only one at the long table, she has no appetite, and she does not eat much.

Li Xiaoli has always felt top-heavy, probably because he suffered from the cold last night and had a little cold.

"Miss Li, if you are sleepy, you can go up to the guest room to rest."

"Okay." Li Xiaoli was not polite, the cold and severe lack of sleep made her very uncomfortable, and she actually lost all her consciousness as soon as she touched the pillow...

She didn't sleep well at all, her eyes were closed, and she seemed to be struggling with something in her dreams.

Vaguely, a large hand was placed on her forehead, cold and comfortable.

Hazy as if there was a deliberately suppressed voice of conversation, Li Xiaoli struggled to open his eyes.

My ears buzzed like cotton, and my throat was tight.

"It's just a slight low-grade fever caused by a cold, it's okay to sweat, it's not a big deal, Mr. Long, you can rest assured."

"Well, let's go down."

The door was slammed shut.

Li Xiaoli almost thought that he was in the old mansion of the Long family.

The lights in the room were deliberately dimmed.

Long Tianze's face tightened, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he carefully straightened the messy quilt corners for Li Xiaoli.

He casually looked at Li Xiaoli's face, but he didn't expect that she had woken up and was staring at him intently.

"Awake? I'm hungry. Even he didn't realize how gentle his voice was now.

Without waiting for Li Xiaoli to react, he turned around and dialed the internal line and instructed the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Li Xiaoli watched Long Tianze finish all this blankly, and his heart softened.

She struggled to get her hands on the bedside glass.

The top of his head was covered by shadows, and a heavy male breath rushed in, and Li Xiaoli's heart suddenly jumped twice.

Long Tianze stuffed a pillow behind her back and asked her to lean on the head of the bed to do it.

"Don't move, you're having a fever."

A water cup was handed over, and the slender hand wrapped around the wall.

"Thank you."

The water temperature was just right, the warm water swiped through his throat, and Li Xiaoli felt a lot more comfortable.

There was a knock on the door, and the maid came in with dinner, and Long Tianze got up and took it.

There was a sound of the door closing, and the two of them were left in the room again.

Long Tianze intimately tested the temperature, just right, and gave it to Li Xiaoli.

"Can I eat it myself?"

Li Xiaoli carefully observed Long Tianze and did not let go of any expression.

It's so strange that he didn't hold a grudge against yesterday's events...

"What's wrong, well, unappetizing?"

"No..." Li Xiaoli shook his head and reached out to take the porridge.

Next, Li Xiaoli finished drinking the porridge with difficulty under the gaze of Long Tianzedi, and his blazing eyes seemed to burn her.

"Wait for half an hour, take the medicine and go to sleep." Long Tianze raised his wrist and looked at the time.

Li Xiaoli nodded, she had just woken up, and now she was not sleepy.