Li Nanjue doesn't like to be touched by people.

Not even Deng Hui.

Lu Yang is not there.

There was no way, when the car arrived at Lijing Apartment, Gu Qian could only help Nanjue in by himself.

"Gott~"

It was so uncomfortable that I endured it all the way.

As soon as he got home, Li Nanjue couldn't stand it anymore, so he covered his mouth and ran in the direction of the toilet.

Instinctively, Gu Qian followed.

In the bathroom, Li Nanjue hugged the toilet and vomited for a long, long time.

Accustomed to the always noble and cold appearance of men, this is the first time Gu Qian has seen him look so embarrassed.

The man vomited for a long time.

And Gu Qian also stood aside and watched for a long time.

As if sure that he was just throwing up and nothing else, Gu Qian turned around and prepared to leave.

Before he could take a step, Gu Qian's hand was choked by the man's big palm.

"Don't go." The man's voice was muffled, as if there was a hint of pain.

Little by little, the man's neck turned.

Then, Gu Qian saw his sweaty forehead and burning red face.

He had a fever.

No wonder his hands were so hot.

The heart that hardened suddenly softened again.

Li Nanjue likes to be quiet.

After breaking up with Gu Qian, he liked to be quiet even more.

All the servants in the Lijing apartment were driven away by him, leaving only one nanny.

The babysitter only comes over during the day to clean up the room and cook, and is not there at night.

When she helped Li Nanjue in, Deng Hui also drove away.

So in this family, except for Li Nanjue, there is only her.

Gu Qian reached out and touched his forehead, it was very hot.

If she's just gone.

He was afraid that something would really happen.

How could she bear to really let him have an accident.

"It's cold on the ground, go back to the living room first." Gu Qian softened his voice, squatted down to help him up.

Although Li Nanjue is thin, he is very tall and tall, and his muscles are strong.

Gu Qian thought that he would be really drunk, and he would not be able to help him.

Unexpectedly, he still had a trace of consciousness.

When Gu Qian helped him up, the man forced his weight to put his weight on his feet.

Despite this, Gu Qian still had a lot of effort to help Nanjue come out.

By the time they got to the living room, they both had run out of strength.

Gu Qian helped Li Nanjue and fell heavily on the sofa together.

I don't know if it's unintentional or instinctive.

When the two fell on the sofa, Li Nanjue still held Gu Qian's wrist with one hand.

The other hand clasped the back of Gu Qian's head, and pressed the girl's face to his chest.

The strong smell of alcohol was all over the snort, and there was a faint cold smell familiar to the man.

Listening to the man's powerful heartbeat, Gu Qian shook his head.

For a moment, Gu Qian wanted to just keep holding him.

But she knew very well that this man's arms were no longer exclusive to her.

His eyes were very sour, and Gu Qian's head drilled out little by little.

"Girl, don't go."

As if sensing the girl's departure, the man's brows frowned slightly, and the hand that was clasped on the back of the girl's head instinctively tightened.

"I'm not leaving, you have a fever, get you some hot water."

Knowing that the man would not be conscious, Gu Qian softened his voice.

As if believing Gu Qian's words, the man hummed softly, and the hand that was clasped on Gu Qian's wrist and the back of his head relaxed.

After getting out of the man's arms, Gu Qian walked to the upstairs bedroom.

After a while, Gu Qian came out with a medicine box.

Gu Qian first helped the man to take some medicine with warm water, and then used a hot towel to help him apply it to his forehead.

Again and again, Gu Qian patiently helped him change the water and hot towels.

Li Nanjue loves sports, his physique has always been good, and he has almost never been sick.

But for a person like him, it's okay if he doesn't get sick, but when he gets sick, it will be very serious.