Chapter 39: Fever

Chen Bei hurriedly moved the mattress out, planning to move it to her and her husband's bedroom.

Chi Miao looked at her busy parents, thinking that they would have to get up early to go to work tomorrow, and finally felt sorry for her parents: "...... Or let him sleep in my room. ”

If Jiang Sheng really started calling in the middle of the night, how could they rest.

Chi Miao explained depressedly.

Chen Bei smiled when she heard this, praised her for being sensible, and said before returning to the room: "If you can't take care of it, just wake up your parents." ”

……

After glaring at Jiang Sheng, who was half-dead gloomily, Chi Miao took a blanket and threw it on him.

"You must make it clear, this girl doesn't have a crush on you, sheltering you is like sheltering a kitten and a puppy, understand?"

Regardless of whether Jiang Sheng was listening or not, she just talked about it, and she didn't know whether she was talking to him or to herself.

The devil knows what kind of trick he smoked and came to slam the door in the middle of the night. Really, she just suffers if her heart is too soft!

Chi Miao climbed onto the bed, and the creaking sound was mixed with a moan.

"Chi Miao......"

"What are you doing?" She asked in a rough voice, poking her head to the side of the bed.

“…… Damn it. ”

Chi Miao suspected that something was wrong with her ears.

He scolded her!

After his eyes adjusted to the dark environment, she was about to go up and kick him twice, but found that he had his eyes closed and the word "Chi Miao" in his mouth.

This little bastard talks in his dreams.

Wait, even if you talk in your sleep, you have to verbally attack her?

Chi Miao raised her hand viciously, and the pillow stayed in mid-air for a few seconds, but she still couldn't drop it.

She calmed down and sat down on the bed and looked down at him.

When Jiang Sheng was quiet and didn't speak, he was a complete angel. The face is hidden in the darkness, like a sharp sword that can be concealed from the edge, erasing the sharp and hurtful edges and corners, warm and soft.

Dark gray shirt with two green wood-colored buttons at the neckline that have been loosened, revealing an inch of collarbone. His complexion is not sexy and toned wheat, but his fair skin not only does not show femininity, but adds a bit of Ling Ran and nobility.

All the contradictions are concentrated in him, and they all complement each other.

Such a boy is not to say that he is in the limelight, but he can also be called the level of the stars holding the moon. The person who should have had nothing to do with her Chi Miao actually whispered her name in this chaotic night.

Although the phrase "damn it" was added at the end.

Anyway - there was an inexplicable extra man in the boudoir, and it was destined to be a sleepless night.

Chi Miao tossed and turned on the bed, adjusting her sleeping position all night, for fear that Jiang Sheng would open her eyes before her tomorrow morning and see her lying on her back like a toad.

She didn't know how long she had been counting the sheep.

When I finally felt a little sleepy, the person below hummed and chirped again.

Just stay up until dawn and sleep a fart.

Chi Miao, who was close to a nervous breakdown, got out of bed slowly, leaned over to look at him, the little bastard was clutching the blanket tightly, his shoulders shrugged, and his eyebrows were wrinkled like lines after the wind blew through the desert.

No way......

Chi Miao reached out and touched his forehead.

- Hot.

"Jiang Sheng, are you deliberately unable to get along with me?"

She's going to cry.

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On a winter night, Chi Miao put a towel soaked in cold water on Jiang Sheng's forehead at two o'clock in the room and bathroom, and then went to absorb the water and wring it out when it was warm.

So sleepy.

After a few hours of busy work, fatigue hits me, and the weight of the eyelids cannot bear.