Tang Shi slept heavily until more than five o'clock in the afternoon, and only then did he become slightly conscious in his brain, he felt a soft hand on his forehead, paused for a while, and then a soft voice came from his ear: "The fever seems to have subsided a little, but there is still a little fever, sister-in-law Zhang, should we call the doctor to come over and take a look?" ”

This voice was very pleasant and familiar, as if it came from the bottom of his heart, and then he heard a middle-aged female voice: "I called, saying that the young master had a fever, indicating that it was getting better, but Miss Gu, you, you haven't eaten much for a day, and now I have prepared dinner, why don't you eat some." ”

Then the voice that touched people's hearts just now appeared again: "I'm not hungry, let's wait and talk." ”

Miss Gu...... Oh, no wonder he felt that the voice was so familiar, as if it came from the bottom of his heart, it turned out to be a dump...... She seemed to care about someone, was it him?

Tang Shi desperately wanted to open his eyes and take a look at the surrounding environment, but he felt that his eyelids were like being filled with lead, and he couldn't move, so he could only give up tiredly, and then his fingers touched the side indiscriminately, and finally touched the hand that had been soft, and he held it tightly in his palm.

It turned out that she was really by her side...... A trace of warmth appeared in Tang Shi's heart, and he continued to grasp the small hand in his palm hard, and then fell asleep again.

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Gu Tingcheng originally wanted to go to the bathroom after Sister-in-law Zhang left, but as soon as she stood up, she was grabbed by Tang Shiyi, she subconsciously wanted to pull away, but found that the man held it tighter, and in the end she could only sit back on the edge of the bed, her eyes drifted around, and it fell on the sleeping Tang Shi's face, and the whole person couldn't help but tremble.

The sleeping man, his eyelashes hang quietly under his eye sockets, quiet and silent, less cold and stunning on weekdays, leaving only beautiful colors, but still with psychedelic charm.

His face was still pale, but it was much better than the dead whiteness of the morning, and his breathing had changed from the faint of the morning to a slower one.

When she was very young, she only remembered that Tang Chang was more beautiful than the Barbie dolls in her house, and later, her appearance of men only stayed on words such as stunning and beautiful, and more impressions were the coldness, indifference, and courage exuded from men.

At this time, he was sick and asleep, and he lost his usual attack power, but it made Gu Qingcheng bold, she carefully examined Tang Shi's face, and then found that those praise words to describe Tang Shi's face seemed so monotonous and godless.

Gu Tingcheng almost didn't sleep last night, and today she was tossed by Tang Shi until now, and she never closed her eyes, so she stared at Tang Shi, her head fell uncontrollably, lying on Tang Shi's chest, closing her eyes, and falling asleep in a daze.

Gu Tingcheng didn't sleep well, as if she was not asleep, she felt the big hand holding her hand move gently, she opened her eyes suddenly, and the whole person woke up in an instant, then sat up straight, subconsciously stretched out her hand, touched Tang Shi's forehead, and found that the fever had subsided a little, she was secretly relieved, and when she was about to withdraw her hand, the man who was sleeping slowly opened his eyes.