Chapter 33: Let's Go Back, Let's Go Home

When he touched the hand that wanted to come over to help her, Tang Qiqi was stunned.

A hand suddenly reached over and pressed it against Qi Yan's forehead.

The temperature of his palm was quickly swallowed up by the burning heat in his body, but he felt that this hand was extremely hot.

The fire in his body burned even harder, and his brain was blank for a moment.

He raised his hand and grasped his slender wrist.

The moment the skin touched, the hand under the palm jerked back.

The fleeting soft touch brought Qi Yan's sanity back at once.

Before he could collect his dim eyes, the withdrawn hand suddenly grabbed him.

Overhead, an anxious voice sounded, "Why are you so hot?" ”

This temperature is accustomed to him.

But at this moment, he found that his whole body was very hot, his facial features seemed to be burning, and his anxious heart was burning and beating faster, almost wanting to burst through his chest.

"Lie down." Tang Qiqi, who reacted, hurriedly stood up.

Qi Yan grabbed her, "Seventh brother, let's go back." ”

Let's go back, let's go home.

The sound as if he had been drained of strength made Tang Qiqi's words suddenly choke in his throat.

The hand under the palm of his hand tightened slightly, and Ben's red eyes gradually returned to normal, and the color became a little darker.

At this moment, Tang Qiqi didn't know what he was messing with a little kid, and he couldn't squeeze out half a word if he refused.

Sending people home, Tang Qiqi regretted the decision just now.

The person who supported the house, as soon as she stepped into the house, the whole person fell on her weakly.

Tang Qiqi held Qi Yan's waist with one hand, and grabbed the arm on his shoulder with the other.

The one-meter-nine figure held down the petite her by a hill, and her head rested weakly on her shoulder.

The young man's fresh smell mixed with a faint tobacco smell lingered on the side.

Feeling the sound of breathing on his shoulder, Tang Qiqi called out, "Qi Yan? ”

"Hmm."

"How are you feeling?"

"It's uncomfortable."

The soft voice is powerless like a small milk dog abandoned on the side of the road.

The hot snort that sprayed hit her skin one by one.

Tang Qiqi's whole person seemed to be electrocuted, and the pace under his feet became unfavorable.

"Seventh brother." Suddenly, the man on his shoulder shouted softly again.

The heat rushed to her again.

Tang Qiqi was shocked, and with the strangeness that surged in his heart, the flush on his face couldn't help but climb up.

She steadied herself and responded, "Yes." ”

The sound fell, and the arm on her shoulder tightened slightly.

There was only a sound of rapid breathing in my ears.

Qi Yan didn't really put all his strength on her, and it was not difficult to carry it all the way.

But she felt hot all over, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

Finally helped the person back to the bed, Tang Qiqi just wanted to walk over and turn on the light, but a hand suddenly grabbed her.

"What's wrong?" Tang Qiqi asked.

There was only a moment of silence in response.

The hand that was holding her wrist didn't let go.

Tang Qiqi felt those red eyes looking at her through the darkness.

"I'm going to turn the lights on." Tang Qiqi said.

He thought she was leaving.

Qi Yan breathed a sigh of relief and let go of his hand.

As soon as the lights were turned on, the people who were used to the darkness squinted.

"Where's the thermometer?" Tang Qiqi walked over and asked.

"Nope." Qi Yan replied truthfully.

No?!

This kind of essential things at home, but there is no one?

Tang Qiqi suddenly thought of what Lao Liu said.

Qi Yan's family is not around.

"I'll buy it, and I'll buy some medicine by the way."

Like a thermometer, there is no fever-reducing medicine.