Chapter 20: Sickness
There is still a mist in his eyes that has not dissipated, his skin is very white and delicate, his facial features are very upright, and his hair is soft and drooping, which makes people want to be close.
Even if I hate Shao Tingxun's problem of kissing at every turn, this face is really attractive.
Shao Tingxun also discovered that although Song Qingyin often said that he was a childish ghost, he would also kiss his face and his figure couldn't extricate himself.
It seems that in this world, there are not only beautiful people who mislead people, but also men who are confused.
He looked at Song Qingyin, who had no focus in his eyes, and touched his chin with a perfect arc: this is an advantage.
"You're coming back to your senses."
"You...... You fuck off. Realizing that she was once again distracted by Shao Tingxun's face, Song Qingyin pushed away Shao Tingxun, who was close to her body, and the blush on her face made her fairy-like pure face take on a different style.
This kind of Song Qingyin fascinated Shao Tingxun, and he thought that since Song Qingyin liked his face so much, he would sacrifice his hue to satisfy the fairy sister.
If he had pushed Shao Tingxun away before, this person would have been furious, but today it was so quiet, Song Qingyin felt a little strange, and looked back.
Shao Tingxun had a warm smile on his face, and under the sunlight cast by the loopholes between the leaves, he looked like a neighbor boy who liked sports and was very well-behaved.
"Are you alright?"
"Sister fairy, what are you talking about?" As if he couldn't understand the doubts on Song Qingyin's face, Shao Tingxun lowered his head slightly to reveal his fair and slender neck, which looked really tempting, yes, it was tempting.
Song Qingyin thought that he was a person with good concentration, but when he saw Shao Tingxun like this, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and said in his heart: It's really good-looking.
"I didn't ...... It's nothing. Song Qingyin waved his hand, such a boy would feel embarrassed to even say a heavy word.
"But I really want to thank you, you said that the location of Shanhai is not good, and it really turned out to be a problem, and the guy who invested must have lost a lot." Shao Tingxun took Song Qingyin's hand warmly and dryly.
Speaking of metaphysical attainments, Song Qingyin immediately became proud, and raised his head like a proud peacock: "That's, you don't look at who I am." β
"Aren't you the fairy sister?" Shao Tingxun simply loves Song Qingyin's little peacock-like appearance.
"So Sister Fairy, in order to thank you for doing me such a favor, shouldn't we celebrate?"
"No, no, it's all as it should be."
"How can you not use it, you must do it at this time, go, eat dinner." Shao Tingxun took Song Qingyin's hand and drove out of the school.
Song Qingyin felt that his whole person was light and fluttering since Shao Tingxun began to release his beauty, and when he came back to his senses, Shao Tingxun had already stopped the car, opened the co-pilot's door and stood outside, and stretched out a hand towards Song Qingyin to make an inviting gesture: "Dear fairy sister, please have dinner with me." β
The pair of shiny eyes, like stars, tempted Song Qingyin to stretch out his hand and put it on his hand.
The dinner was very rich, Song Qingyin was very satisfied, and her stomach was very full.
Song Qingyin thinks that he still knows how to be grateful: "Thank you for inviting me to dinner." β
"Since you want to thank me, you might as well do something for me."
Shao Tingxun's performance today made Song Qingyin forget that he was originally a bad person, and casually agreed: "What's the matter?" β
"I'm sick and need to be taken care of."
"Are you sick? When? "Wasn't this man okay just now? How did you get sick after a while.
"Just now." Shao Tingxun hugged Song Qingyin's waist and was tired of her shoulder, so she didn't see the trace of ill will flash in the eyes of the person on her shoulder.
"Sister fairy, I'm sick, I'm really uncomfortable." Seeing Song Qingyin's hesitation, Shao Tingxun hugged Song Qingyin's waist and shook it constantly, which made Song Qingyin really difficult to refuse.
Just when she asked Shao Tingxun to answer Shao Tingxun in another second, she suddenly had a flash of inspiration and regained her senses: "Since you are sick, you should find a doctor." β
"But the doctor can't cure my illness, only the fairy sister can do it."
"I ......"
"Sister fairy, don't you want to talk?"
"Nope." Song Qingyin was deflated.
"But you couldn't have been sick just now." She had been eating together just now.
"When I say I'm sick, I'm sick." The little milk dog bared his teeth again, and Song Qingyin stuffed into the car and drove back to Lanshan Villa.
If Song Qingyin didn't know that she was being tricked by Shao Tingxun when she got here, then she would have lived in vain for more than 20 years.
"What are you bringing me here for?"
"I said I was sick and needed to be taken care of." Song Qingyin found that Shao Tingxun's lips were a little pale, and the complexion on his face was not very good.
She silently swallowed back the words she was about to say: "Are you alright?" β
"Uh......"
"What's wrong with you?" With a tentative snort, his face turned a little paler, and there was a fine layer of cold sweat on his forehead, which was not at all able to pretend.
"Stomach aches."
"I'll help you in." Seeing that someone was about to fall down in front of him, Song Qingyin couldn't help but want to help even if he was hard-hearted.
She directly helped Shao Tingxun back to his own room, which made Song Qingyin tired, and Shao Tingxun put the weight of his whole person on his body.
"Whew~" Song Qingyin exhaled.
"Sister fairy, can you help me pour a glass of water?"
"Why?" It had wasted a lot of her strength to bring Shao Tingxun up, and now she didn't have time to take a breath before she was instructed that Song Qingyin's mood was very irritable.
"I ...... It's uncomfortable. Shao Tingxun seemed to be frightened, his eyes were dewy, and Song Qingyin's heart softened, whether he was too much.
Compromised to: "Wait for me." β
Watching Song Qingyin go out and know that he couldn't see his back, a trace of cunning flashed in Shao Tingxun's eyes.
He is really uncomfortable now, but he just ordered food with coriander during the meal, he is allergic to coriander, and he will have a stomachache when he eats coriander, but fortunately there is medicine in the house.
He took out the allergy medicine from the drawer at the head of the bed, put it under the pillow, and waited for a while for Song Qingyin's water to come up and take the medicine.
After a while, Song Qingyin came with a glass of water.
"Give."
"I don't have strength in my hands." Shao Tingxun held his stomach with both hands, looking in pain, and his face turned a little pale.
"Can't you even do this yourself?"
"You just said thank you, are you lying to me? It seems that I was too naΓ―ve. Shao Tingxun shook his head and showed an extremely pale smile at Song Qingyin: "Forget it, let's go, count me as the wrong person." β
Song Qingyin is most unaccustomed to others doubting her character: "What do you say." I misunderstood what I was, I, Song Qingyin, have always said and done it. β
"Really?" The tone and eyes of disbelief almost made Song Qingyin so crazy.
"Get up and take a sip of water." Helpless, Song Qingyin only put his hand through Shao Tingxun's neck to help Shao Tingxun up, let him lean against the head of the bed, holding a glass in his hand to taste Shao Tingxun's mouth.
Shao Tingxun took several sips of Song Qingyin's hand.
"Ahem, cough~" Shao Tingxun choked a few times, and it looked like he was about to become terminally ill.
"Are you really okay, why don't you go to the hospital?" Why didn't you remind him to go to the hospital when he was on the road just now, and he didn't bother to toss it himself.
"It's okay, it's old and sick, you go cook a bowl of hot porridge, I'll drink it a little better."
Hearing Shao Tingxun say that it was an old problem, Shao Tingxun clearly saw Song Qingyin's seriousness flashing a trace of sympathy, this sympathy almost made Shao Tingxun ruined, this woman was actually sympathizing with him, what was he worthy of sympathy.
However, in the face of Shao Tingxun's request, Song Qingyin was a very lazy person, but when she said the water that was spilled, she still nodded, with a very serious expression on her face: "Okay." β
"Thank you."
Song Qingyin also helped Shao Tingxun close the door of the room very intimately.
Shao Tingxun saw that Song Qingyin would not come back, so he quickly took out the medicine he found under the pillow, or swallowed warm water, and suddenly a warmth slid down his intestines, and the whole person was comfortable, but the effect of the medicine was not so fast, and his stomach was still very uncomfortable.
This time, Song Qingyin was taking care of the patient, and she didn't make a mess of the kitchen like last time.
"It's time to eat." Song Qingyin took a small bowl of porridge and handed it to Shao Tingxun, Shao Tingxun's hand was still wrapped around his stomach, and his face looked much better.
"My stomach hurts, it's better to hold it like this."
"But don't you want porridge?"
"You feed me."
"Nope." Song Qingyin didn't want to refuse, feeding the water was reluctantly acceptable, but it was a bit too intimate when feeding.
Shao Tingxun didn't speak, but a pair of dark eyes looked straight at Song Qingyin for a few seconds, and then said weakly: "Forget it, you can go." β
It's like someone abandoned him, Song Qingyin is the bad guy who abandoned the little cutie, and letting Song Qingyin go is not to stay.
"I'm serious, you go, I'll just think that the thanks you just said are all lies."
"...... "What the hell is wrong with this, it threatens people at every turn."
"Okay, I'm scared of you, can't I?" Song Qingyin compromised and picked up the bowl and fed it to Shao Tingxun with a very hot bowl.
"Poof!" This mouthful of porridge almost didn't send Shao Tingxun away: "I know you don't want to do this kind of thing, but you don't have to bully me like this, right?" β
"I'm sorry, I don't know." Song Qingyin really had never served anyone, and she didn't expect that the porridge she had just cooked would be so hot.
Shao Tingxun's lips were red, and Song Qingyin handed Shao Tingxun the age he had just given him because he was in a hurry, and the action of feeding the water was certainly not gentle.
"Ahem, ahem."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The air conditioner on the bed was soaked with water, and Shao Tingxun's white T-shirt was also wet, and the thin clothes in summer faintly revealed the muscles inside.
"Sister Fairy~" Shao Tingxun was actually constantly scolding his mother in his heart, but in order to make Song Qingyin's heart soft, he just looked at Song Qingyin pitifully with his mouth open.