Chapter 131: His Tenderness

Xiang Qian, who was in a daze, only to feel that someone turned her over, and a pair of warm and powerful hands came up. The back of the neck, shoulders, arms, legs...... Some places hurt too much, she struggled a little in a daze, the more she went back, the more comfortable she became, and slowly, she felt that her limbs were clear.

Finally, there was a burst of warmth on my back. There seems to be some burning smell, strong but clear.

It's warm, it's relaxing, and there's an unprecedented sense of steadiness that has never been felt before.

She finally fell into a deep sleep.

When I opened my eyes again, the room was pitch black. Groping around, she crawled up.

The people around her turned on the lamp one step ahead of her, poured out half a cup of brown water from the thermos pot, and said, "Drink it." ”

A sour smell made her frown and retreat. At this move, she found that her whole body was sore, her eyes were still swollen, and it hurt to raise her eyes.

Her back was cold, and she couldn't help but shrink her neck.

Zhu Hang picked up the pajamas on the bedside table and put them on her, and said, "Drink it, and you'll be fine tomorrow." ”

"I added some sugar, and it was sweet. Get your feet wet. There was a rare tenderness in his voice, like coaxing a child, and he added.

Xiang Qian opened her mouth and fed him a mouthful.

"How? Drink more if you can. He said.

"Sour ......" voice is not as dumb as before. Seeing Zhu Hang's expression of concern, Xiang Qian didn't want to refute his face, so he took a cup and drank it in one gulp.

threw two sugar cubes into the thermos cup and stirred well, Zhu Hangdao: "Very good, drink them all." ”

After being stunned for a second, Xiang Qian obediently took it.

"This is black plum sugar soup. In traditional Chinese medicine, one of the most effective ways to replenish body fluids is to drink this. High fever and lack of water, drink this cup, and you will be much better. Zhu Hang watched her drink it all and said with satisfaction: "It'll be all right tomorrow." ”

"Hmm." The throat did feel moistened a lot, and Xiang Qian turned to the other side, put down the thermos cup, took off the coat on his shoulder, and prepared to sleep.

"Ahem......"

Looking back, she was a little surprised: "You shouldn't be infected by me, right?" ”

Following Zhu Hang's line of sight, she saw her back...... Exposed.

No wonder I always feel cold behind me.

Eh, wait, why are these pajamas upside down? Xiang Qian got back into the quilt and couldn't think of it at all.

"Seeing that your expression is painful, I will give you a massage and moxibustion for a while," he cleared his throat again: "cough...... Because your pajamas are wet, I'll put my own clothes on you. ”

Half of his face was buried in the quilt, and Xiang Qian said "um" softly.

"Is it okay to meet with my family during the day?" Unable to sleep after lying down for a long time, she asked with her eyes closed.

"Didn't meet."

“……”

After a while, Xiang Qian opened his eyes and said cautiously: "Yes...... Because of me? ”

Zhu Hang put down his phone and nodded: "Yes." ”

There was a ripple in his heart, and he pursed his lips at Akane.

"I didn't want to get involved in their fight, so it's good to take advantage of your 'high fever' to avoid it. Thank you for helping me. If it were my real girlfriend, I would definitely be touched by my heart......"

He said with one hand on Xiang Qian's pillow.

Her face quickly warmed up, and she only felt that Zhu Hang's words were strange: "It's me who thank you." Then that one, last night's book, or you can read me two more sentences, I can't sleep......"

Don't dare to look at him, why is this person talking more and more debauched?

Smiled lightly, the pillow was loosened, and after a while, his voice came to Xiang Qian's ear:

"I was desperate for a while, and for a long time I was looking for a reason in myself. I think life must always be right, and if life mocks my dreams, then, I think, my dreams are probably too stupid, my dreams probably don't make sense......"

It was the German book last night, but Zhu Hang immediately translated it into Chinese.

“…… Don't want money but soul, don't be busy with camps but real work, don't be acting on the scene but want real passion, then this beautiful world is not the hometown of this kind of people......"