Zhong Yuxi hurriedly threw down the quilt and took the thermometer from the medical "medicine" box, she tried to break his arm, but his arm was too strong and looked lean, but the tendons were distinct, and it took her half a day of strength to stuff the thermometer in. book.ruokan./If you read a novel

She went to the bathroom and washed a cold "hair" towel and carefully applied it to his forehead, and pulled out the thermometer, she was startled, it actually burned to forty degrees, she was sure that it must have been caused by his trauma, as long as the method was right, there would be no danger.

Turned out the fever "medicine" from the box, and fed him with cold boiled water, he burned a little "confused", and was calling a name vaguely, she didn't care at first, and she shouted more times, and she heard it clearly, he was shouting: Love (suo)

This is...... A woman's name?

Is it the woman he likes?

obviously shouldn't care, but Zhong Yuxi's hand that wiped his sweat couldn't help but slow down.

Lian Huan, such a beautiful name, must also be a big beauty.

She knew that a good-looking man like him would not be without a girlfriend, but what was the faint sourness in her heart?

With a tight wrist, he grabbed her hand in a coma, and she tried to push him away, but he was clingy like chewing gum and couldn't shake it off.

The man's hot male "sexual" breath instantly surrounded her, the fragrance of his hair, the faint smell of tobacco on his lips, he had already wrapped his arms around her waist and encircled her in his arms, she wanted to break free, but saw the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, compared to the previous roughness like a sleeping big child, this satisfied look is safe and harmless.

Zhong Yuxi's body softened, and he hugged her like that.

She thought, she's crazy!

"Love." He shouted again in a hoarse voice, hugging her tighter.

She took a breath, lay quietly and didn't dare to speak, her eyes looked at the white ceiling above, and counted the sheep.

He was not honest this night, the pain of the wound and the sadness of the fever made him "unconscious" for a while, he kept sweating, she kept wiping, kept changing the cold "wool" towel, and finally was so tired that he lay on the side of the bed and made up for the night.

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In the morning, the rain stopped, and everywhere was washed clean.

When Xuanyuan woke up in the night, a still wet "hair" towel slipped from his forehead, and his eyes fell on the small table, with a note pressed under the cup, and two antipyretic "pills" next to it.

He didn't remember the events of last night, he vaguely knew that he had a high fever, and there was a delicate figure busily taking care of him, he thought that person was ......

It's burnt and confused!

He shook his slightly heavy head, moved over and took the note.

The crooked words are really different from her appearance.

"Round Night: Morning in the fridge, I'm going to work! Zhong Yuxi stays"

She wrote Yuan as a circle, and she couldn't write the breakfast meal, and she was scratched to death halfway through it, and it was changed to 歺,

Xuanyuan Ye didn't notice it, he looked at these earthworm-like words, and a faint smile overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

Last night, was she taking care of herself?

It turns out that her name is Zhong Yuxi!

What a name for an individual mouth!