Meng Jingheng originally wanted to say a lot of things to Junbi, but as soon as he opened his mouth now, his throat was like a fire, and he couldn't make a sound at all. He could only look at Junbi aggrievedly, his round eyes were wet, and Junbi was very unprincipled and soft-hearted. As soon as the little bastard gets sick, the cuteness index rises in a straight line, making it difficult for her to resist.

Junbi comforted the sick Meng Jingheng with a gentle voice that had never been before, and blew the rice soup spoonful by spoon and fed it to him.

After drinking a bowl of rice soup, Meng Jingheng still looked at Junbi pitifully.

"What's wrong?" Junbi asked with concern.

Meng Jingheng pointed to his throat and pursed his lips, as if he was coquettish, telling Junbi how uncomfortable he was. So Junbi patted him on the shoulder and tried to help him smooth his hair. Unexpectedly, Meng Jingheng was far from satisfied, he stretched out his arms and made a gesture to hug.

Junbi pressed his index finger against Meng Jingheng's forehead and poked him a little farther away. "Be nice." She straightened Meng Jingheng and said mercilessly: "If you are sick, you should have a good rest." ”

Meng Jingheng said that he was even more aggrieved. He grabbed Junbi's wrist tightly, refusing to let her leave even half a step.

Meng Jingheng's hair should have been trimmed recently, slightly longer, slightly covering his eyebrows and eyes, and the soft hair strands were like the fluff of small animals, which removed all the sharp parts of his facial features, but it particularly highlighted those innocent and clear eyes.

Junbi felt a little itchy in his palms again. She coughed lightly, reluctantly leaned over, hugged Meng Jingheng, and said admonishingly: "Only this once, not for example." Having said that, she secretly reached for the short hair that she had coveted for a long time.

The heat on Meng Jingheng's body was higher than the normal body temperature, and through a thin layer of hospital gowns, it was still hot like a small stove. As if he didn't feel anything, he firmly hugged Junbi's waist, and a hairy head rubbed against her neck.

"Don't make a fuss!" Junbi was rubbed a little itchy, suppressed the corners of his mouth, and pretended to be serious: "If you do this again, I will leave." ”

Meng Jingheng was really obedient and no longer moved. may be because the sick person is extremely insecure, although Meng Jingheng did not hold Junbi all the time afterward, he held her hand tightly, even if he fell asleep because of the effect of the medicine, he did not have the slightest intention of letting go. Junbi was helpless and distressed.

The Meng family's parents, who got off work at night, came to replace her, and Junbi was able to take time to go home and take care of herself.

Originally, Meng's mother wanted Junbi to stay at home and have a good rest, but she was afraid that Meng Jingheng would wake up halfway and not find her, so she only stayed at home in a hurry for an hour, and then asked Meng's father to send her back to the hospital.

Mother Meng took advantage of Meng Jingheng's deep sleep to scrub him, tested his temperature, and saw that he was not in a fever, and the big stone in his heart fell to the ground.

This night, Junbi lay on Meng Jingheng's bedside as usual to take care of him, until he found that he did not have any signs of fever again in the early morning, and then fell asleep because of exhaustion.

Meng Jingheng is young and strong, the disease comes quickly, and the recovery is also fast. After two days, Meng Jingheng's fever subsided, and his mental state was completely different. He woke up in the morning, although his body was still a little tired, but his mind was refreshed.

Meng Jingheng, who had slept well, woke up early, and Junbi, who had stayed up for two nights and failed to rest well, was still asleep. She lay quietly beside his bed, her long, smooth black hair falling from the back of her head like fine silk.

Meng Jingheng subconsciously shook the soft and tender palm in her hand, the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, and the hair stuck to her face was pulled back for her. Junbi seemed to be sleeping very deeply and didn't feel it.

Meng Jingheng looked around and found that he was sleeping in a single bed, which was slightly larger and had plenty of space. So he carefully withdrew his hand and slowly walked out of bed.

Junbi didn't know what good dreams he had, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly. Her breathing was even and long, her cheeks were slightly flushed, and she was as well-behaved as a jade doll with delicate eyebrows and eyes.

Meng Jingheng gently picked up Junbi, placed her on the bed, and then got to the other side and lay down next to her. Considering that his cold was not good, Meng Jingheng lay quietly behind Junbi, his hand gently on her waist.

Junbi's body was surrounded by a familiar sweet fragrance, and the slightly cool hair gently brushed Meng Jingheng's cheeks, with a silky touch. He felt like he was in a dream, and the girl beside him seemed to be shrouded in a light veil of mist, hazy and out of reach.

Meng Jingheng couldn't help but lean forward, and then felt that it was not enough, and moved forward a little bit, until his chest was pressed against her back, and he naturally embraced Junbi completely in his arms, and he felt satisfied.

The two of them slept for a long time in a daze, and when Junbi woke up, it was almost noon. She slept a little dazed, and for a moment she didn't realize that she was lying on the bed. When she came back to her senses, she subconsciously wanted to get up and get out of bed.

Meng Jingheng had slept enough before, so he had been in a half-dreaming state. As soon as Junbi moved, he naturally opened his eyes, pressed Junbi's shoulder and let her lie down, "Don't move, let's sleep for a while." His voice was still hoarse, but he was finally able to speak.

Junbi wanted to break Meng Jingheng's clamped hand, but he couldn't succeed, "Don't make trouble, Mother Meng is coming soon." She bit her lip, trying to get rid of Meng Jingheng's shackles.

Helplessly, Meng Jingheng was extra serious this time, he hugged Junbi's waist tightly, like a firm shackle, not allowing Junbi to have any possibility of escaping. "No matter, no matter." He muttered childishly, a warm breath brushing the back of Junbi's neck, "You're not by my side, I can't sleep well." ”

Jun Bi was so angry that he pinched Meng Jingheng's arm, but for the sake of him being a patient, he didn't make a ruthless move, "Didn't you sleep well before?" ”

Junbi wanted to turn around, but Meng Jingheng buried her head on her back, revealing only a clump of fluffy black hair, willfully refusing to accept Junbi's persuasion. "I don't care." His voice was muffled.

It was less than an hour before Meng's mother agreed to come, and Meng's mother often came early, Junbi was anxious, and began to struggle hand and foot.

Meng Jingheng didn't let go, but tightened his hoop more and more, "You, don't move." His breathing was a little heavy...... Junbi didn't dare to struggle at all......

When Mother Meng came to the ward, Junbi sat quietly on the side, her hands on her knees, her head lowered, looking obedient. Mother Meng didn't look at her carefully, naturally she didn't notice anything unusual about her, her ears were pink, and her eyes were watery.

"How's it going, are you feeling better?" Mother Meng touched Meng Jingheng's forehead and couldn't help but sigh softly, "I obviously had a fever last night, why do I feel a little hot now?" ”

Meng Jingheng glanced at Junbi quickly, was glared at by her, and immediately turned his head obediently, and said with a red face: "Maybe...... Maybe you just fell asleep...... So, so I got it. ”

Mother Meng was skeptical, but she didn't continue to ask, but took out the prepared meal from the thermos box and put it on the table, "Ah Bi, come over and eat, you must be tired of taking care of this stinky boy, right?" ”