Luo Qiao was already going downstairs! But in the end, I thought it was back......

Ming Siran has a problem, he never took the initiative to go to the hospital when he was sick, he loved this when he was in love with him before, once he had a high fever and had to lie at home without being conscious, and in the end she threatened him with a breakup before he was obedient.

Ming Siran glanced at her: "...... Seems to have a little fever. ”

Luo Qiao looked like I knew, went into the house and rummaged through the cabinet where the medicine box was placed, she finally found the thermometer after a long time, got up and came to him.

"You're lower."

Ming Siran's dark eyes stared at her for a moment, pursed his lips, and bent down to approach her.

Luo Qiao stretched out his hand to measure the temperature of his forehead, looked at the numbers displayed on it, and muttered: "It doesn't burn when you look at it......"

Ming Siran's face did not change: "It's broken, right?" ”

"Really?"

Luo Qiao didn't think much about it, pressed the back of his head and stood on tiptoe to meet his forehead.

Ming Siran's body stiffened slightly.

Luo Qiao was stunned.

Reacting she quickly pulled back and blinked, habit is really a terrible thing......

Ming Siran slowly straightened up, put his hands in his pockets, and stated lightly: "Take advantage of me." ”

Luo Qiao glared at him: "...... Shut up, you. ”

She found the cold medicine, poured a glass of water, and put it on the table: "Come over and take the medicine first, if you are still not feeling well, you will go to the hospital." ”

Ming Siran walked over slowly with his long legs, took the pill and looked at it twice.

"Eat." Luo Qiao looked at him and pushed the water cup over: "Go to bed and sleep after eating." ”

"Sleeping in bed?" He lifted his eyelids and glanced at her lazily: "You are with me?" ”

“……”

Luo Qiao turned around and left, he directly grabbed her wrist and pulled her back.

The breath swept across her face, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "I haven't eaten breakfast yet." ”

“……”

He glanced at her: "Taking medicine on an empty stomach will hurt your stomach." ”

*

Luo Qiao was wearing an apron and stirring the porridge in the pot, with a small face, not understanding how things could have developed to this point.

The ex-boyfriend is here to collect debts from her, right?

Putting the porridge in a bowl, she took off her apron and went upstairs.

Ming Siran was half-leaning on the head of the bed, with a white shirt and black trousers, a clean temperament, and it seemed that because of the discomfort, the good-looking brows frowned slightly.

Luo Qiao held the bowl: "It's time to eat." ”

He opened his eyes and glanced at her.

The dark and deep eyes make people's hearts beat faster involuntarily.

Luo Qiao put the bowl on the table and lowered his head to take the cold medicine.

Ming Siran lowered his eyes and looked at her.

The woman knelt on the carpet, her fingers white and soft, and picked out the medicine one by one.

The bedroom was exceptionally quiet, and after a moment, Ming Siran sat up calmly with his eyebrows and reached out to take the porridge.

Seeing that he finished drinking the medicine, Luo Qiao felt a sense of relief that he had finished, and rubbed his neck: "Okay, I should go too!" ”

She ran out of the room to get her bag.

Ming Siran reached out to unbutton the two buttons, and his hands lazily rested on the edge of the bed, and when he heard the sound of her running out of the door, he casually lifted his eyelids, raised his legs and kicked the table lamp directly at his feet.

Downstairs, Luo Qiao suddenly heard a loud noise, she was startled, and quickly ran upstairs: "What's wrong, what's wrong?" ”

saw Ming Siran pressing his hand on the edge of the table, bowing slightly, frowning, and looking weak.

Luo Qiao hurriedly ran over to support him, "Is it so uncomfortable?" Running out of energy? ”

Ming Siran let her help him to the bed, glanced at her, and hummed in a low and fragile voice.