Her voice was soft, indeed a little tired, Lu Moqing, who was about to exchange beds with her, paused, and after a while, he silently turned around and retreated, Qiao Xu listened to the slight sound of the bed behind him, and breathed a sigh of relief.

In the room, only a faint nightlight shone brightly.

Qiao Xu faced the sofa and didn't pay attention to Lu Moqing.

Lu Moqing leaned on the bed, and under the dim light, his deep black eyes were like a dark vortex, so deep that they seemed to be able to suck people in.

After lying down for a while, he turned sideways again and looked over to the sofa, the angle of his injury was just against the pillow, and the pain from the wound made him frown slightly.

Qiao Xu lay with his back to him, his slender body buried in the soft sofa, breathing up and down, alternating steadily.

Lu Moqing couldn't help but want to go over and hold her in his arms, but he was afraid of disturbing her rest, so he suppressed that impulse again.

In this way, he looked at Qiao Xu without blinking, until his eyelids sank little by little.

In the second half of the night, Lu Moqing was woken up by the wound on his forehead, he twisted his eyebrows, sat up on the bed, and subconsciously looked for Qiao Xu's shadow.

Qiao Xu was lying on the sofa on his side at the moment, tossing and turning.

What a stubborn woman!

He snorted coldly, got out of bed and walked to the couch.

Qiao Xu has always slept very lightly, and she slept uncomfortably on the sofa, and she woke up with a light touch from someone.

"Lu Moqing?!"

When he saw the person in front of him clearly, Qiao Xu's consciousness was completely awake, and when he saw that it was still dark outside, he frowned and looked at Lu Moqing, and said, "The third watch doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, what do you want to do?" ”

"What do you say?"

Lu Moqing moved his eyebrows, half-squatted beside her, and said in a hoarse voice: "Lifelike, I admit it, I'm a puppy." ”

Qiao Xu, "......"

She saw Lu Moqing standing up on the edge of the sofa, and his body moved slightly closer to her.

In the next second, I saw Lu Moqing's whole person pressing down on her.

Qiao Xu was overwhelmed by his sudden movements, his face couldn't help but sink, and he gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Lu Moqing, what are you crazy about?!" ”

Her hands pushed the man who was pressed heavily on her body, and when her palm touched the sturdy body, she was slightly stunned, and the movements in her hands also stopped: "You have a fever." ”

"Well, I have a fever, I woke up in the middle of the night, and I felt so sad that I had a fever at the thought that you didn't want to sleep with me......"

Lu Moqing pressed on Qiao Xu's body, and answered in a groggy voice.

Qiao Xu frowned slightly and stared at him, he was still in the mood to talk like this.

She saw that he was not a fever, but a complaint!

Feeling the tension and worry faintly pressed in Qiao Xu's voice, Lu Moqing endured the discomfort caused by the high fever on his body, and the corners of his lips began to rise uncontrollably.

At least, she didn't push him away at this moment.

Qiao Xu didn't have time to notice his expression, pushed him aside, frowned and walked to the cabinet where the medicine box was placed, and said, "It should be that the wound is infected and inflamed." ”

She walked back with the medicine box, turned on the light in the room, and saw Lu Moqing's slightly pale face more clearly at this moment, and her brows furrowed a little tighter.

"Didn't you be careful not to get water on your wounds?"

In a low, complaining voice, there was a hint of concern.