In the end, Yingluo still went home and asked Sheng Yang for a few hundred yuan of pocket money, went to the pharmacy, and bought a large pack of fever reducer patches.

According to the instructions on how to use it, Yingluo carefully opened the packaging bag of the fever reducer patch, put it on Jinyu's forehead, and then brought a small stool and stood next to the sofa.

The sky was getting brighter, and the sun was slowly rising and hanging high above the sky.

Jinyu's eyes were closed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and she was coated with a thin halo of sunlight.

His beauty is like a large area of flowers on the other side of the bridge, bright and rippling. You don't need to savor it, just a faint glance can amaze the whole world.

A good-looking person is even sexy in his Adam's apple, and even the sound of his breathing leads people to sin.

This is Yueshang Jinyu, the monarch of the demon world, her husband alone.

The corners of Yingluo's mouth slowly hooked, and she involuntarily moved closer, and her fingers fell on Jinyu's face, rubbing his angular outline.

Then, Jinyu opened her eyes.

Looking at each other, Yingluo did not show the slightest embarrassment of being caught, but shouted happily: "You finally woke up!" ”

Jin Yu stretched out her hand to block the dazzling sunlight, and her voice was a little sickly hoarse: "What time is it?" ”

There was a clock in the living room, and Yingluo looked up, "It's exactly nine o'clock." ”

Nine......

Late.

"Why don't you go to school yet?" Jinyu barely stood up, and then there was an involuntary cough.

Yingluo hurriedly patted him on the back, and her eyes and eyebrows were full of distress: "You are sick, how can I leave you alone." ”

"I'm fine, let's go to school." Jinyu pushed her hand away, tore off the fever-reducing patch on her head, and went back to the room to change clothes in her slippers.

He said so, and Yingluo could only sit obediently in the living room, and after he finished changing his clothes, they went out together.

The sun looked scorching, but in fact there was no temperature at all, and it was still very cold outside.

Jinyu was wearing a white sweater with a long black trench coat on the outside, and her fair neck was exposed to the air, slightly red from the cold.

Yingluo couldn't stand it anymore, so she dragged him to a knitting shop, and finally bought a white scarf.

Jinyu reached out of her pocket and wanted to take the scarf.

But Yingluo broke his hand and stuffed it back into his pocket, and whispered: "Don't freeze, I'll help you." ”

She stood on tiptoe and wrapped the scarf around Jinyu's neck loosely twice.

Han Qi sat on top of her head and said faintly: "Niangniang, your posture is especially like wanting to strangle the king, and then seek power and usurp the throne." ”

Such a warm scene was ruined by its words.

Fortunately, it is now transparent, and Jinyu can't see it or hear it.

Yingluo sharpened her teeth, took it off, and threw it in the trash. Then he paid and took Jinyu out of the knitting shop.

Back at school, students were doing radio gymnastics in the playground. Seeing the two walking in side by side, many girls had dark faces.

Girl A's face was full of disbelief, and her eyes were about to fall to the ground: "This Sheng Lingling is too powerful, just two days after he came to our school, he hooked up with the school grass!" ”

"Tsk, what a vixen." Girl B snorted coldly, steaming from head to toe.

"Everyone is a classmate, get along well, don't scold her like this." Sheng Yiyi's little attendant shook his head, revealing a gentle and kind expression. When the gymnastics time was over, she immediately hid in the toilet and took out her mobile phone to send a message to Sheng Yiyi.