Away from the scorching charcoal fire, it is indeed cool outside.

Ji Yao shivered, began to sneeze again, and the two returned to the tent.

This time, a group of people started grilling around the barbecue grill and grilled their own food.

After all, after Song Zeming left it alone, how could Miss Qi Xiaoxiao still stay here, in order to eat, everyone had to come up and try their hands.

"Ji Yao, Ji Yao, come here, how the hell is this baked, I will bake it as soon as I bake it." Xiao Yuan saw Ji Yao coming back wrapped in a coat and hurriedly shouted.

"I'll teach you." Ji Yao walked over and began to demonstrate to them.

In fact, barbecue is really simple, but this group of young masters and young ladies who are all dressed to reach out and eat to open their mouths, of course, are not very good.

Song Zeming asked Ji Yao to come back first, and then he slowly walked back on the other side.

Later, he was also pulled over by everyone to drink and sing.

A group of people sat around the bonfire, and Ji Yao also sat with Xiao Yuan.

I don't know why it's so cold tonight.

Ji Yao took out the blanket again and wrapped it around her.

"Ji Yao, are you cold?" Xiao Yuan noticed her abnormality.

"Okay." Ji Yao didn't care too much.

It should be that I'm afraid of the cold, it's really cold outside, and I don't know if these people are wearing so little, aren't they cold?

Everyone sang together until more than twelve o'clock, and then gradually dispersed.

Ji Yao entered the tent in a daze and slept in a sleeping bag.

I woke up in the middle of the night, chilling all over, and I was sweating coldly.

I also have some bottom in my heart, it should be too close to the charcoal fire when I barbecued before, and then I went to the back mountain to blow the cool breeze, and I haven't been in good health recently, and I didn't carry it because of the lack of exercise.

The cold shivered, and after getting up gently, I saw that Xiao Yuan was sleeping very soundly.

Ji Yao took a blanket, brought thick clothes, and walked out of the tent.

As soon as I came out of the tent, the cool breeze hit my face.

Ji Yao quickly put on thick clothes, then walked to the bonfire and sat very close.

Stretch out your hands and slowly bake the fire.

Gradually, there was finally some heat.

Before I came out, I thought I would be afraid of cold and hunger, but I didn't expect to have a fever.

I suddenly had a fever, I really couldn't stand it, and my head was still dizzy.

Ji Yao buried his head in his knees and sat very close to the fire.

Song Zeming couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, came out to hang around the camp, and after coming back from a circle, he saw a small figure curled up on the side of the fire.

And he sat so close to the fire.

When I got closer, I realized that it was Ji Yao.

"Ji Yao, Ji Yao, what's wrong with you?" Song Zeming shouted several times in a row, and Ji Yao raised his head with difficulty, a little unconscious.

"I'm a little dizzy." Song Zeming touched Ji Yao's body and was so hot that he didn't know if he was roasted by the fire or burned.

"What's wrong?" Time... It's not clear what happened to her.

"Cold, I think it's a little feverish." Ji Yao replied weakly.

"Do you want to die so close to the fire? You've just fallen asleep, you know? What if one stumbles and you fall into the fire? Ji Yao, are you crazy? Song Zeming started a fire for no reason.

Ji Yao was already uncomfortable, but when Song Zeming yelled at her, she was even more aggrieved, "I'm so uncomfortable, why are you still murdering me?" ”

Just such a soft sentence suddenly made Song Zeming calm down.

He picked up Ji Yao, then made her stand on the ground, and finally carried her.

"Where are we going?" Ji Yao leaned on Song Zeming's back and asked.

"Go back to the hotel and get a car to take you to the hospital." Song Zeming's tone slowed down a lot, and Ye was not as impulsive as he was before.

"I want to go back to sleep, I don't want to go to the hospital." Ji Yao spoke.

"If you don't go to the hospital with a fever, do you want to burn into a fool?" Song Zeming's tone was fierce again.

"I don't go, I don't want to go, I just want to go back to sleep, just get some sleep, I'm so dizzy." Ji Yao was coquettish.

Song Zeming didn't speak.

Ji Yao began to rub his head against Song Zeming's neck vigorously, rubbing Song Zeming's face from time to time.

"I don't want to go to the hospital, okay?"

Song Zeming was angry with her belly, so he had no choice but to agree.

Although Song Zeming hadn't trained for a long time, he still carried Ji Yao back to the hotel all the way, and there was no panting performance after half an hour's journey.

took Ji Yao to take the elevator, "Is the room card on you?" ”

"In the bag." Ji Yao replied.

"Where's the bag?"

"I didn't bring it." Ji Yao replied sincerely.

Song Zeming sighed.

Ji Yao suggested, "You can go to the counter and ask for one." ”

"You sleep yours."

Ji Yao obediently lay on his shoulder and closed his eyes.

Song Zeming had no choice but to take her back to his room, but fortunately his room card was placed under the flower pot by the door.

As soon as Ji Yao got into bed, she turned over, found a comfortable position, and began to sleep.

Song Zeming looked at her like this, and she didn't look uncomfortable, but her face was flushed, and it wasn't a normal flush at first glance.

Although Ji Yao fell asleep, Song Zeming was not idle.

I went to the counter in the hall and found the waiter on the night shift and got fever reducers, thermometers and alcohol cotton balls.

first measured Ji Yao's body temperature, thirty-nine degrees, and then fed Ji Yao and drank fever-reducing medicine.

Ji Yao finished drinking the medicine, turned over and continued to sleep.

And Song Zeming has been staying by her side, even Ji Yao turned over and got up to check it out without worry.

During this period, Ji Yao's temperature was measured several times, and she constantly used alcohol cotton balls to physically cool down, rubbing her exposed skin.

Ji Yao woke up when the sky was bright.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Song Zeming hurriedly got up and asked, "Are you thirsty?" Would you like to drink some water? ”

Ji Yao nodded.

Song Zeming poured warm water, Ji Yao had just woken up, and it was a little difficult to get up, Song Zeming directly picked her up, and then fed her with a water cup.

Ji Yao poured half a cup in one go.

Song Zeming took his temperature again, and the fever had subsided.

"I want to change my clothes, I'm sweating all over my clothes." Ji Yao said with some embarrassment.

"Okay, you wait a minute." Song Zeming dug out his wide shirt and shorts in his suitcase.

"Is it okay to change it yourself?" Song Zeming's next sentence originally wanted to say, no, I'll call the waiter to help you.

Who knew that Ji Yao immediately answered, "I said no, can you help me change it?" ”

Song Zeming looked at Ji Yao with a sincere look, and he didn't know whether to laugh or get angry.

turned around and walked out of the bedroom, leaving Ji Yao inside to change clothes.

After about ten minutes, Song Zeming knocked on the door, "Is it changed?" ”

As a result, there was no response for half a day.

Song Zeming opened the door in a hurry, only to see that the changed clothes were thrown on the ground, and Ji Yao had already fallen asleep.

Picking up the dirty clothes on the ground and throwing them in the dirty laundry basket, Song Zeming finally got time to take a shower by himself.

Although he hadn't closed his eyes for two nights, he still didn't seem to be sleepy.

It's just a little tired.

After Ji Yao woke up again, he looked around the room, and he didn't see the person he wanted to see, he was actually a little disappointed, Song Zeming was still with him when he woke up before.

I didn't find any shoes next to the bed, but fortunately there was a blanket on the ground, so Ji Yao stepped on the ground barefoot, and then walked out of the bedroom.

saw Song Zeming sleeping on the sofa in the living room.

A blanket that had been on his body fell to the ground.

Ji Yao walked over and wanted to pick him up, but as soon as he walked to his side and bent down, Song Zeming woke up violently, and grabbed Ji Yao's arm to pick up the blanket with one hand.

The strength was great, and Ji Yao's arm was scratched very painfully.

Song Zeming saw the person clearly, and immediately let go.

Ji Yao looked down at a red mark that had been scratched out of her arm, and she quietly withdrew her arm.

"Awake? Isn't it better? Song Zeming got up and asked.

"The fever has subsided, and it doesn't feel bad anymore." Ji Yao replied.

"Hmm." Song Zeming was about to turn around and pour her a glass of water, but he saw her standing barefoot on the ground.

"You just got off the fever, you know? Can you stand it standing on the ground so barefoot? ”

"I didn't see the shoes, and there was a blanket on the ground...... Ji Yao looked at Song Zeming's cold face, and immediately closed his mouth with interest.

"Sit on the couch and I'll get you your shoes." Song Zeming went to get a pair of disposable slippers and put them on for her.

Ji Yao actually had a lot to ask Song Zeming, but seeing that his face was very stinky at this time, he decisively closed his mouth.

After the two of them washed up before and after, the waiter also brought breakfast.

Ji Yao took a sip of porridge and kept looking at the expression on Song Zeming's face, "We're coming back like this, will they be worried?" ”

"I went down in the morning and called my assistant."

"Oh." Ji Yao didn't bring a mobile phone when he came out, and he couldn't contact Xiao Yuan, hearing Song Zeming say this, Xiao Yuan should also know.

"Last night...... You haven't slept all night, have you? Ji Yao asked him.

Song Zeming continued to drink porridge and did not answer her directly.

"You've tossed until three o'clock, how can I sleep."

Ji Yao suddenly felt very guilty, but after thinking about it carefully, he woke up when he had just broken dawn, and Song Zeming also immediately came over to ask, he must have been by his side all along.

"Did you stay with me all night last night?" Ji Yao asked with a grin.

"Don't be sentimental, okay? Didn't I drink in the middle of the night? ”

Ji Yao smiled again, "Then you mean that you have been guarding me for the rest of the night." ”

Song Zeming did not refute.

Ji Yao smiled even more happily, "Thank you, I'm—"

Before she finished speaking, Song Zeming immediately interrupted her, "I know you thank me, but don't say anything about making promises with your body." ”

Ji Yao looked innocent, "I just want to say I'm very happy." ”

Song Zeming glared at her dissatisfied.

"However, I was out on the fire last night, how did you find out?" Ji Yao asked suspiciously, she sometimes just felt that it was quite a coincidence, as if Song Zeming was by her side every time, otherwise how could he appear in time every time.

"I came out to sober up, and I just saw it, I originally wanted to see which unlucky ghost didn't sleep in the middle of the night and sat there roasting the fire, if I had known it was you, I would never have passed." Song Zeming said.

Ji Yao only laughed and didn't refute, no, no matter who it is, Song Zeming will not stand idly by.

"But you really don't have a long brain, you can't say it if you're uncomfortable? In the middle of the night, a person leans on the fire so close, are you afraid that you will fall down and burn you to death? Last night, if it weren't for me, you would have fallen down in such a sleepy way, either returning to the West or being disfigured. "It's really too dangerous, Song Zeming feels scared even when he thinks about it now.