Bamboo horse is a small milk dog(32)

Shi Xia frowned, raised her hand to touch his chest, the slightly cool skin showed beautiful texture lines through the snow-white shirt, and she couldn't help touching it more.

The young man snorted, couldn't help but hold her hand, his white cheeks were a little crimson, he puffed out his cheeks aggrievedly, and his voice was a little glutinous.

"Sister, don't touch it."

"Ahh

Shi Xia swallowed her saliva, she always felt that something was wrong, the young man lowered his eyes obediently, but his fingertips, which were originally cold, were a little hot at the moment, pinched her hand, and gently rubbed it restlessly.

As if he was enduring something, he exhaled, raised his eyes and looked straight over, and the small dimples on the side of his fair face appeared, and he looked obedient and clever.

"Sister take me home, I'm so uncomfortable now."

"Okay."

I learned from the 101 system that Jiang Shi was not injured, but he didn't look like he was fine. Shi Xia was silent, grabbed his arm and slowly walked home with him.

After they left, a figure appeared around the corner, with a faint anger, and glanced lightly in the direction they had left.

——

Father Jiang was a little surprised when he saw the two of them coming back, and took off his apron and went over to support Jiang Shi's arm.

"What's going on? Didn't you go to school? Got into a fight? ”

As soon as Jiang's father's hand touched the young man's arm, he dodged it slowly, Jiang Shi looked sideways at Shi Xia, and said softly: "Sister help me." ”

"Okay."

Shi Xia responded, knowing that Jiang Shi was afraid of putting pressure on Jiang's father, thinking that he was injured.

So the two of them slowly entered the room under Father Jiang's complicated eyes.

As the door of the room was closed with a "pop", Father Jiang's heart was completely cold.

He sat on the sofa, the more he thought about it, the more sad he became, picked up his mobile phone and bought a few couriers according to the prompts on the TV, and finally smiled with satisfaction.

It's really time to buy a few pieces of underwear!

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After entering the room, Shi Xia felt that the temperature of the young man's body was getting higher and higher, could it be a fever?

Frowning and helping him to lie down on the bed, Shi Xia touched his forehead, and was gently pinched by him when he put it down.

Jiang Shi closed his eyes slightly, his fair cheeks were a beautiful crimson, and his consciousness seemed to be a little blurred, his thick eyelashes trembled slightly, casting a shallow light and shadow, and after a while, he said in a low voice: "Sister, I'm so uncomfortable......"

"I'll go get you medicine, and it won't be uncomfortable for a while."

Shi Xia broke free of his hand and looked around the room, only the bookshelf contained the medicine box.

She hurriedly walked over and took down the medicine box, but accidentally brought down the notebook on the side, the notebook fell on the table, showing an unfolded state, and the most conspicuous thing was a few big characters.

^Marry my Miss Shi as a wife^

Shi Xia was slightly stunned, looking at the notebook with beautiful handwriting, and his heart rate gradually became a little abnormal.

Looking at the appearance of the notebook, it should be some years, the pages are slightly yellowed, and some of the handwriting is still a little blurred.

Presumably because its owner flips through the notebook every day.

Shi Xia turned around and glanced at the young man lying quietly on the bed, and silently closed the notebook and put it back in its place.

As if nothing had happened, she walked over and poured him a glass of water, passing the medicine to his thin lips.

Jiang Shi subconsciously opened his mouth, and the tips of his snow-white teeth gently bit the girl's slender fingertips and slowly grinded them.

With a tingling sensation from his fingertips, Shi Xia hurriedly withdrew his hand, and watched his expression instantly become painful.

"Sister, bitter ......"

As he spoke, he sat up in a daze, hugged Shi Xia, rested his chin on her shoulder line, rubbed lazily, and hung on her like a big puppet.