Meng Yi'er looked at his misty eyes in horror, felt his heavy breathing, and when Meng Yi'er closed her eyes in despair, she felt the pain from the grabbed wrist lessen, she opened her eyes in confusion, and saw Yan Yichen fall straight down like a deflated ball, and her heavy and hot body pressed against Meng Yi'er's body.

Did he faint?

Meng Yi'er looked at the handsome face in her ears suspiciously, her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were closed, her eyebrows were frowning, and he seemed to be burning and unconscious.

Meng Yi'er breathed a sigh of relief and gently pushed him, "Yan Yichen-"

After shouting a few times and not responding, Meng Yi'er was sure that he was asleep again, and she didn't dare to make a big move, for fear of waking him up and triggering his bestiality again.

It wasn't until Meng Yi'er was so out of breath that she had to effortlessly remove him from her body, and she sat up and gasped for air.

"Stinky rascal—"

Meng Yi'er looked at him lying obediently with his eyes closed, looking harmless to humans and animals, and wanted to beat him up.

Forget it, don't worry about him!

If it weren't for his illness and coma, hum......

Meng Yi'er didn't dare to touch him again, only occasionally gently probing the temperature of his forehead with the strength not to wake him up, to make sure that his body temperature did not rise again.

She made up her mind that the effect of the antipyretic medicine was four hours, and if his temperature still couldn't drop after four hours, she had no choice, so she tried to send her to the hospital.

Time passed minute by minute, and by two o'clock in the afternoon, Meng Yier was pleasantly surprised to find that his body was really no longer hot, the flushing on his cheeks and body gradually faded, and his breathing was much more stable.

Meng Yi'er was relieved at this time, she went to the kitchen, wanting to heat up the meal first, and then call him up.

Yan Yichen opened his eyes, feeling that the discomfort in his body had eased a lot, and the sudden sound from the kitchen made him sit up suddenly, that person was really here, so everything that happened in his mind just now was true? He thought it was just his dream, but he didn't expect it to be true.

Looking at Meng Yi'er's busy figure, the corners of his lips unconsciously curled slightly, stood up, and walked towards the kitchen, when he was about a meter away from her, he stopped, and quietly looked at her slender and small figure in a daze.

Meng Yi'er turned around after finishing her busy work, and was screamed in fright by Yan Yichen, who was standing behind her

Yan Yichen ignored him and said lightly, "Why are you here?" ”

Meng Yi'er snorted, "Do you think I'm willing to be here?" If it weren't for you......"

She thought about it or forget it, don't complain, it's better to get his body better quickly, and she can leave with peace of mind.

Meng Yi'er diverted the topic, "Are you hungry, I cooked porridge—", she said, pointing to the rice cooker behind her.

Yan Yichen didn't speak, just looked at her quietly, without any expression on his face.

Yan Yichen sat down at the dining table and looked at the white porridge in front of him with disgust, "You just give this to the patient?" When Wu's mother was here, every meal was at least four dishes......"

Meng Yi'er instantly became angry when she heard this, she forcibly suppressed the anger in her heart, and said softly, "That's all there is to it, may I ask Mr. Yan Yichen, do you eat or not?" ”

Yan Yichen originally just wanted to tease her, but looking at her strange appearance at the moment, he knew that she must have been angry because he kissed her in a daze just now, so he didn't dare to continue teasing her, showing a look of grievance.

The ghost blows the lamp