Chapter 117: It's the kind of disease that can't live without her......
Li Shenyan took the thermometer in her hand, and just now I saw her fingertips touching the glass bubble, but her body temperature was high, so it would not have any effect.
Therefore, when Li Shenyan looked at the thermometer carefully: "......"
"Not high." He said.
Zhang Buxi suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, that's good." ”
It's not high, but it's still very uncomfortable.
Li Shenyan put the thermometer in front of her: "The normal temperature in the human mouth is between 36 ° ~ 37 °, and your display is 20 °, what, you want to go to heaven?" ”
Zhang Buxi: "......"
She's still on the ground!
"It must be the thermometer, this thermometer is broken." Zhang Buxi put the reason on the thermometer.
At this time, Li Shenyan's hand stretched out, the palm was spread, the bones were distinct, and the roots were slender, which was extremely beautiful.
Zhang Buxi didn't know: "What does Mr. Li want?" ”
Li Shenyan said: "Take out the things in your hand." ”
Zhang Buxi pretended to be stupid and pretended to be stunned: "I don't understand what Mr. Li is talking about." ”
"Do you want me to take it myself?" His gaze fell on the cuff of her other hand.
Or was it discovered!
Zhang Buxi gritted his teeth, and finally took out more fresh oranges, "That's it." ”
Li Shenyan took the fresh orange in her hand, felt the temperature, frowned, and her voice was as cold as frost: "Is it delicious?" ”
Zhang Buxi shook his head: "It's delicious." ”
After speaking, Zhang Buxi pursed his mouth, obviously wanting to say that it was not delicious.
This mouth is really hopeless.
"Now, it's confiscated."
"Oh."
"Don't touch these cold drinks until you get better, you know?"
"Oh."
"Do you know, I ask?"
"Parents, you're so annoying." Zhang doesn't like to vomit bitterness.
Li Shenyan put the fresh orange aside: "You say it again." ”
“…… Got it. "Should you be soft or soft, the voice instantly became a mosquito.
Zhang Buxi lay down again, ignoring Li Shenyan.
Immediately after the sound of the package being torn, Zhang Buxi peeked at it, Li Shenyan took the package of fever reducer patches out of nowhere, and after tearing the package, he took out the fever reducer patch and carefully pasted the fever patch on her forehead.
Zhang Buxi wanted to touch it, but he stopped him: "Don't touch it." ”
His hand trembled, and Zhang Buxi withdrew his hand.
With his hands on his chin, he looks like a little pug, angry and funny. But he was so cautious that he couldn't speak or laugh.
"Mr. Li, I remember that I didn't have this thing in my bedroom, where did you get it?" It's like a trick, and suddenly it comes out.
"I prepared it." He said.
Zhang Buxi sighed: "Mr. Li, do you also have a fever?" ”
"I prepared it for you in advance." He said.
For her??
Zhang Buxi was a little flattered and tried to get up, but his shoulders were pressed by Li Shenyan, and his amber eyes looked at her quietly: "You always make me feel uneasy like this." ”
“……”
"Tell me when you're sick, or I'll be nothing to you?"
Zhang Buxi shook his head: "...... NONONO, it's always the ATM where I walk! ”
Li Shenyan stared at her, as if she was angry, and she didn't say anything for a long time.
Zhang Buxi swallowed violently, and stared at Li Shenyan's face that looked a little strange for a moment, it was an emotion that she couldn't read, very vague, very obscure, and couldn't say it.
After thinking about it, Zhang Buxi asked tentatively: "Mr. Li, it's me who is sick, why are you sick too?" Could it be that you are sicker than I am? ”
Li Shenyan withdrew his hand and sat up straight: "I'm sick......"
It's the kind of disease that can't live without her......