However, at this time, Qiao Yue was still asleep, and she had a high fever, so all her reactions were unconscious.

As soon as the water was fed in, it flowed down the corners of his mouth, no matter how Su Mingyuan coaxed it, it was useless.

Seeing Qiao Yue's brows furrowing deeper and deeper, Su Mingyuan was afraid that she would spit out the medicine she had just swallowed.

Su Mingyuan didn't think about it, brought the water cup to his mouth, took a sip, and then lowered his head and kissed it.

When his lips touched Qiao Yue's soft and burning lips, Su Mingyuan's heart trembled slightly, and he realized that the desire for her in his heart was far beyond his imagination.

It wasn't until he heard the sound of swallowing medicine that he reluctantly left.

In order to prevent the medicine from slipping down completely, Su Mingyuan fed her a sip of water in the same way.

It wasn't until he saw Qiao Yue's frowning brows slowly soothing that he relieved himself.

Qiao Yue's lips became extremely red because of the fever, and the water stains had just been stained, which was particularly attractive in Su Mingyuan's eyes at this time.

He stared at those two red lips for a long time, only to feel that his throat was dry, and there was an urge to run around his body, making him feel unbearably hot.

For a moment, Su Mingyuan felt that he also had a fever.

Reason told him that he should leave for a while, otherwise he would be as calm as he was, and there was no guarantee that anything would happen later.

Su Mingyuan gently pulled the thin quilt over Qiao Yue and covered it, then got up and walked towards the bathroom.

After washing his face and sobering up, he walked out with a wrung cold water towel.

Qiao Yue's face was still flushed, and there were fine beads of sweat on the tip of her small nose.

Su Mingyuan knew that the burning did not go down so quickly.

He put the wet towel on her forehead, then removed the quilt that covered her body, covering only her abdomen so that she wouldn't be too uncomfortable.

After half an hour, after changing the wet towel three times, Qiao Yue's body temperature finally dropped.

Su Mingyuan reached out and probed her forehead, there was no longer a scorching heat, and the two blushes on her cheeks slowly became lighter.

Qiao Yue's breathing became lighter, and her sleeping face gradually became more stable.

Su Mingyuan relieved his heart at this time, and his eyes showed a slight sense of exhaustion.

Worried that Qiao Yue's burn would repeat, Su Mingyuan did not go to sleep, but took the tablet and started working.

From time to time, he stretched out his hand to test whether Qiao Yue's body temperature had risen, until the sky was exposed to the white of the fish's belly.

I don't know when the rain stopped, Su Mingyuan glanced at Qiao Yue, who was still sleeping peacefully, got up and walked out of the bedroom.

In the early morning after the rain, the air is particularly fresh and the temperature drops by a few degrees.

A slight chill hit, making Su Mingyuan suddenly sweep away the fatigue of the night and clear his mind.

The air was filled with a faint fragrance of flowers, which was the most familiar smell for Su Mingyuan.

This elegant fragrance accompanied him to the lonely years without Qiao Yue, representing a period of time, the weight of a person in his life.

Smelling the fragrance of flowers, Su Mingyuan couldn't help but walk into the garden, along the winding cobblestone path, bypassing the half-moon-shaped rose shop.

When he walked under the apple tree, Su Mingyuan saw at a glance the cluster of vibrant Jianlan not far away.

Traces of the old landfill under the apple tree can still be seen, but it is clear that the orchid grows more luxuriant in the daylight.

The closer you get, the more intense the scent becomes, but it's not annoying.

Su Mingyuan stood there silently, looking at the lush cluster of Jianlan in front of him, dotted with a few goose-yellow flowers in the green, which was the source of the fragrance.

The long figure stood in the morning mist, with a handsome and peerless face with hazy beauty, like an angel left in the world, independent of the world, with proud loneliness.

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