It may be that after taking medicine, the pain in the stomach has been relieved a lot when Meng Zhiyang arrives home, but the person has also become a little prostration.

As soon as he entered the house, Meng Zhiyang walked directly to the bedroom, but when he stepped into the door, he saw a slender figure standing on tiptoe on a high stool with his back to him, and his hands were trying to remove the hook of the curtain.

Bright daylight shone in through the window, as the window was open and a gentle breeze blew into the room. The curtains that have not yet been removed and the tulle dances gently around the delicate shadow ......!

With the breeze blowing, the bedroom is wafting with the fragrance of osmanthus flowers, and the fragrance between the nose goes straight to the tip of the heart.

Lian Wuyi didn't know that there was someone behind her, she only cared about her own business, and her long loose hair braids looked longer because she was tilting her head up.

Meng Zhiyang watched Lian Wuyi take off one side of the curtain little by little, and then heard her exhale heavily before bending down and throwing the curtain on the ground, and then got up and looked at the curtain on the other side, she needed to move the high stool again to get the curtain on the lower right.

Lian Wuyi wiped the sweat from her forehead, she turned around slightly and wanted to get off the stool, but she was so frightened by the sudden appearance that before she could scream, the person shook on the chair and fell to ......the ground.

With a bang, Lian Wuyi closed her eyes tightly and waited for the pain to hit, but after a while, she didn't feel any pain, why?

"Damn, get out of the way."

There was some forbearance cursing in his ears, it was Meng Zhiyang's uncomfortable voice.

Lian Wuyi was startled by the sound of talking overhead, she opened her eyes and blinked, then raised her head to see, Meng Zhiyang gritted her teeth and frowned. It turned out that her whole body was lying on top of him, no wonder she didn't feel pain.

"Right...... I'm sorry, I ....... ”

"Get down from me first."

Meng Zhiyang's stomach hurt better, but because Lian Wuyi pressed it and it hurt again, he would only be her meat pad when he was full.

Hearing Meng Zhiyang's somewhat impatient voice, Lian Wuyi panicked and wanted to get off him. But the more panicked he became, the more chaotic he became, and he wanted to get up, but he fell back on him because of too much force. Because her long braid was entangled with the buttons of his clothes, she couldn't get off him smoothly.

Meng Zhiyang's face became more and more ugly, but it was not all because of Lian Wuyi's clumsiness, but because his stomach was uncomfortable.

Lian Wuyi didn't pay attention to Meng Zhiyang's uncomfortable face, she only cared about pulling her hair wrapped around his buttons, she was worried that he might have been angry, so she wanted to get rid of him quickly.

Meng Zhiyang couldn't wait for her "slow swallowing", endured the pain and turned over with both hands on her back, then half-got up and grabbed her hand, and pulled the button hard, and Lian Wuyi's hair was smoothly separated from his button.

It's just that the buttons are detached from his shirt and onto Lian Wuyi's hair.

Meng Zhiyang didn't have the energy to talk to her more, so he slowly got up and lay down on the bed by holding his stomach on the edge of the bed.

Lian Wuyi also stood up, and before she could figure out what was going on, she saw Meng Zhiyang on the bed half-nested in his body, and his breathing seemed to be a little heavy.

She approached his side, and finally noticed that his face was very wrong, and in a hurry, she put her hand on his forehead to probe the heat, and asked:

"Are you uncomfortable?"

Meng Zhiyang closed his eyes, ignored what she asked, just chased people away in a weak voice, and said:

"Get out!"

Lian Wuyi let go of his hand from his forehead, he didn't have a fever, and seeing him holding his stomach, he probably guessed that he must have an upset stomach.

Walking out of the bedroom quickly, Lian Wuyi went to the kitchen to boil hot water, but Meng Zhiyang's house did not have a hot water bottle, so she ran down to the family and took the hot water bottle from her room.

After filling the hot water bottle and pouring a cup of boiling water into the bedroom, she looked at Meng Zhiyang's body lying on her side, and then put the boiling water on the bedside table first, but she didn't know how to put the hot water bottle on his stomach.

But looking at his still curled body, she knew that he must still be uncomfortable.

Caring so much, she half-knelt on the bed and approached him, and said softly:

"Well, did you sleep?"

Meng Zhiyang didn't sleep, he just closed his eyes and recuperate, he also knew that she was close to him, but he didn't want to talk.

Seeing that Meng Zhiyang didn't say anything, she didn't move, she bit her lip, carefully grabbed his hand covering his stomach, and then wanted to put the hot water bottle into his stomach.

However, he let it go, but no one had fixed the hot water bottle with his hands, and the hot water bottle could not fit snugly against his stomach.

She really thought he was asleep, and to make him comfortable, she brought herself closer to his back and reached out herself to help him secure the hot water bottle in his stomach.

But within ten minutes, she felt that her hands began to sore, and her kneeling legs were a little numb.

But she could only endure it, she carefully wanted to change her right hand to replace her left hand and continue to fix the hot water bottle, but she only moved her body, and the left hand that had just been stretched out was suddenly grabbed and pulled ......hard!

"Frightened!"

While Lian Wuyi exclaimed, the whole person instantly lay down on the other side of Meng Zhiyang.

Then, she felt herself being held in her arms again, and she looked up at Meng Zhiyang's face with closed eyes, and wanted to push him away in horror.

"Don't move, I'm going to sleep."

Meng Zhiyang didn't let her break free a little, but hugged her tighter.

"Then get me up, I'll disturb your rest."

"You've bothered me by moving around on me."

"But I just want you to be comfortable."

Lian Wuyi knew he was referring to her putting a hot water bottle in his stomach.

"If you want me to be comfortable, stop moving, or I'll be even more uncomfortable."

When Lian Wuyi heard this, he really didn't dare to move, but he didn't forget to put the hot water bottle into his stomach a little.

Meng Zhiyang pressed her head against her chest, and the side of her mouth that didn't open her eyes rose faintly.

She's caring about him, and that's a nice feeling!

Although Lian Wuyi didn't dare to move, her ears listened to his heartbeat, and her own heartbeat was also pounding.

How could he suddenly hold her like this, she is not a good medicine, he holds her, can his stomach not hurt?

"Have you taken your medicine? Do you want me to go down to Brother Cheng and get the medicine and come to ...... for you. ”

"Shut up."

Meng Zhiyang became annoyed, and he was originally in a good mood because he was unhappy when he heard the damn "Brother Cheng".

"If you don't feel well, you have to take medicine."

Although Lian Wuyi's body shrank, Xiao Xiaosheng, who was still not afraid of death, insisted on letting him take medicine.

Her protest was quiet, but she was sure he heard it, but he was silent.

"Do you still have a lot of pain?"

He still shouldn't have her.

"Are you still in pain?"

The unrelenting Lian Wuyi pushed Meng Zhiyang, she just wanted to know if he was uncomfortable now.

After waiting for a while, she still couldn't hear his answer, she hesitated for a while, but then spoke again:

"Otherwise, I'll cook hot porridge for you ......."

"I've taken medicine, you stop talking nonsense, let me sleep."

Meng Zhiyang finally spoke, but pressed her head tightly into his arms to prevent her from speaking.

In fact, the physical therapy she had just given him with a hot water bottle seemed to be useful, and he was actually much better, just a little more like sleeping.

Lian Wuyi blinked in his arms, and his heartbeat, which had just been a little calm, accelerated again because it was absorbing his taste.......

It was a little hazy, a little sweet and made her forget how wrong she was with his current position.

Hearing him say that he had taken medicine, she was relieved to stop annoying him, and did not try to push him away, and quietly let him hold him.

She smiled sweetly and listened to his heartbeat, feeling his hardness .......

Meng Zhiyang felt that she was "well-behaved", and he also fell asleep with a smile, but neither of them saw each other's smiles because of each other.

The time was so quiet that it made people drowsy, and after Lian Wuyi quieted down, he was also brought into ...... sleep by sleepiness.

I don't know how long it took, Meng Zhiyang woke up, he wanted to move, but found that one of his arms was not easy to move.

He looked down and saw that Lian Wushou's quiet sleeping face entered his eyes.

I almost forgot that it was he who pulled her into his arms and fell asleep together, because it was so comfortable to hold her. The fragrance of osmanthus on her body seems to have the medicinal effect of healing and sleeping, he slept very soundly, and the whole person was much better after waking up.

Staring at her sleeping face, he naturally imprinted his lips on her forehead as if he was fascinated.

Then, his lips left her forehead, and he looked at her rosy and beautiful red lips. He remembered the memory of kissing her deeply in the kitchen that day, and her sweetness easily made him want to stop.

For example, now, he just looks at her like this, and he has the desire to do more bad things to her......!

"What an abrasive little goblin."

Meng Zhiyang gritted his teeth helplessly in a low voice, in order not to let himself become a bull, he could only carefully hold up her head and let his arm pull out, and then turned over and got out of bed and left the room.

After another hour, Lian Wuyi woke up, and she was a little confused for a while. She looked around, it was not completely dark, she saw that this was Meng Zhiyang's bedroom, she was lying on his bed, was she sleeping with him in the afternoon?

But he was no longer in bed, so she had slept in his bed until now, and she hadn't woken up when he left the bedroom?

Oh my God, he must have seen her asleep, how could she be so embarrassed, and this was his room!

Lian buried her face in her hands without shame, why did she fall asleep. People who don't know still think that she is the uncomfortable person, how can she do embarrassing things in front of him again and again.

Just when Lian Wuyi was annoyed, Meng Zhiyang looked at her body buried in her knees at the door of the room for a while before he said out loud:

"My bed is so comfortable? Let you, a person who is not sick and has no pain, sleep sweeter than an uncomfortable person like me? ”

"Whoa...!"

Lian Wuyi raised his head to look at the door, only to see Meng Zhiyang's slightly interesting face, his hands in his trouser pockets staring at her.

Although Lian Wuyi was embarrassed, she still thought of his discomfort first. So she couldn't care about her own shame, she quickly climbed out of bed and approached him, and asked anxiously:

"How are you now, are you still uncomfortable?"

Meng Zhiyang's heart warmed slightly, because she was eager to care.

"I'm fine."

He replied briefly, not wanting her to be verbose again, he didn't say that his stomach was actually a little uncomfortable. It's just that it's really much better, at least he can move normally.

"Oh, that's good."

Lian Wuyi smiled slightly, and without waiting for Meng Zhiyang to say anything, she said again:

"I'm going to cook something easy to digest for you now, and you can eat lighter tonight."

"No, I can't eat it."

"No, you must often skip eating on time to get stomach pain, so you can't skip eating."

Lian Wuyi is stubborn without fear of death, he has made his stomach like this, he can't toss his body like this anymore!

"You're ordering me?"

Meng Zhiyang raised her eyebrows and looked at her, wasn't she afraid of him? Why is she suddenly not afraid again, or does she feel how important she feels when she sleeps in his arms for an afternoon?

However, it does feel good to sleep with her in his arms, maybe he could consider making her someone who is a little special to him!!