Fu Nansen, who fell, closed his eyes completely as if he was really drunk.

Although at this time, they are still like a pair of loving lovers.

But as far as Bao Xiaobao is concerned, the words Fu Nansen said made her unconsciously have a distance from him.

And once again, the distance began to alert her.

He's Xia Qingru's.

It's only because her sister died that she has reason to convince herself to stay by his side, who has forgotten everything.

This ambivalence made her brows lock unconsciously.

She begged in her heart, Fu Nansen, can you just remember the good things related to her?

Bao Xiaobao endured the sourness that had just been violated on his body, and brought the decanting soup to him.

I fed him one bite at a time, but when my fingers touched the temperature of his chin, the whole person froze.

His face is hot!

Originally, she thought that it was just the desire in his body that had not yet burned out.

But it's been so long, and it's still so hot, it's clear that he has a fever!

I don't know if it's caused by a cold or if it's a symptom of drinking.

By the early morning of the next day, Fu Nansen still had a high fever.

And still talking nonsense.

Xiao Bao leaned in and heard that he was calling his name.

And it also says, "Don't go, don't go......"

She didn't know what sad scene he saw in his dream, his whole face was still red, and he could feel the high temperature on his body when he got closer, in this case, Bao Xiaobao saw that his eyelashes were moist in the afterglow of the morning.

Just like when they first met, Fu Nansen would always look at her crying in her sleep, and it would be a long time to see her.

Now, instead of her, she looked at him like that.

"Little bag! Are you up yet? ”

At this time, Uncle Mengniu suddenly came and knocked on the door.

Bao Xiaobao hurriedly covered the sadness in his eyes and looked out the door.

Just as she wanted to go and answer Li Mengniu, a force locked her wrist.

In his sleep, Fournansen grabbed her hand.

The hot palm of the hand is close to her cool thinness.

She tried to let go of him, but found that it was held too tightly.

There was no way, Uncle Mengniu could only stand outside the door and ask, "Why hasn't Nansen gotten up today?" ”

"Uncle, he's got a fever—"

"Fever?!"

When Li Mengniu heard the news, his heart, which was already gossiping, couldn't help but want to go into the room to see how the little couple lived, and there was no point at all!

It was so intense last night...... It made him excited all night!

Li Mengniu observed the "battlefield" in the room, but these were all cleaned up by the small bag, and he couldn't tell the extent of last night at all.

Look at his uncle and nephew who are so tired that they have a fever......

"Is this too much force?" He asked quietly.

"Uncle!"

Bao Xiaobao drank him and glared at him.

"Ha, okay, he can't get out of bed like this, I'll go find a doctor......"

"No, just help me buy some fever reducers."

Bao Xiaobao decisively dispelled his thoughts, "We are not suitable to show up now, especially when two people are together." ”

So these days, Bao Xiaobao has been doing backstage errands such as washing dishes in the restaurant, and rarely goes to the front side dishes.

Uncle Mengniu suddenly understood, nodded and slipped out.

Bao Xiaobao's gaze returned to Fu Nansen's tightly frowning brow.

She touched his forehead and couldn't help but say, "Nansen, the mother of the little flower roll, it's Xia Qingru-"