After Ye Yaoxiao finished speaking, he turned around and left, Han Shaoxun reached out to pull her, but he was empty, and then woke up.

It turned out to be just a dream, but the feeling in the dream was too real.

Han Shaoxun was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, he lay on the bed for a while, and he was always a little relieved, so he stumbled out of bed.

He walked to the door of Ye Miao's bedroom, hesitated for a moment, and then pushed the door open and walked in lightly.

It seemed to be snowing outside, although it was the middle of the night, but the sky was very bright, Han Shaoxun stood in the room, and he could clearly see that Ye Yaoyao was lying on the bed with a good look, and then he let out a long breath.

He slowly walked to the bedside, looked at Ye Yao's face in his sleep, and had mixed feelings in his heart, this woman was obviously by his side, but why did he always feel that she was separated from him by a distance of thousands of mountains and rivers?

Ye Miao slept in a daze, and vaguely smelled a smell, a faint smell of tobacco, mixed with an indescribable smell, she suddenly remembered, this smell is somewhat familiar, it should be Han Shaoxun's taste, strange, she had already taken a bath yesterday, how could she still smell this smell?

Is it a dream?

Ye Miaoxiao snorted, and found that the smell seemed to be stronger than before, she moved slightly, trying to turn over, but she couldn't, because there seemed to be something pressed on her legs.

Ye Yaoyao was so frightened that she sat up from the bed suddenly, only to find that Han Shaoxun was curled up in the corner of the bed, with only a little quilt on his body.

Ye Miao came to her senses completely, looked at Han Shaoxun's face, and was stunned for a while.

When exactly did he come in? Why didn't you notice it at all?

She clearly remembered that she slept alone last night, and she also heard Han Shaoxun go back to the bedroom opposite, why did she suddenly appear here now?

The man was wearing only a pajamas, his eyes closed, lying quietly on the bed, his brows slightly frowned, and he looked like he was asleep.

Ye Miao moved forward, reached out and pushed his arm: "Han Shaoxun, wake up, you will catch a cold like this." ”

However, Han Shaoxun didn't react at all, Ye Shaoxun's eyebrows frowned, he had some doubts in his heart, and reached out to touch his cheek, but he was startled, Han Shaoxun's forehead was amazingly hot.

He actually had a fever, in Ye Yaomiao's impression, Han Shaoxun was in good health, as if he had never been sick, why did he get sick this time? And it burned so badly all at once.

She pushed his body hard again, shouting his name loudly, but Han Shaoxun still didn't react at all.

Ye Miaoxiao suddenly remembered that when she had a fever last time, there were still some antipyretics left, so she quickly got up from the bed, walked to the cabinet, opened the drawer, took out the medicine from it, and then went downstairs lightly, went to the kitchen to find a bowl, and soaked the medicine with boiling water.

Ye Yaoyao returned upstairs with the medicine, pushed open the bedroom door, and found that Han Shaoxun was still sleeping there in his original appearance.

She put the bowl down, laboriously helped Han Shaoxun up, let him lean against the head of the bed, then scooped a spoonful of medicine, put it to her mouth and blew it, and then carefully reached to his mouth.

However, Han Shaoxun burned so badly that he couldn't swallow the medicine at all, Ye Yaoyao just poured the medicine into his mouth, and the medicine quickly flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

Ye Miao was unwilling, and immediately fed a few more spoonfuls, but every time he fed it, the medicine immediately overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Ye Jiao is in a hurry, this side is a little far away from the hospital, and Lao Tang has asked for leave today, even if she wants to send Han Shaoxun to the hospital, she can't find anyone to help.

If you wait until tomorrow morning, I'm afraid it will get worse and worse, Ye Yaoyao touched Han Shaoxun's forehead again, and it seemed to be hotter than just now.

Ye Yao's heart slowly sank, and looking at Han Shaoxun, who was in a coma, he suddenly thought of a way.

She picked up the medicine bowl, took a sip of it herself, and then slowly pressed it to his lips, mouth-to-mouth, and crossed the medicine in her mouth into his mouth.

Han Shaoxun's body was hot, but his lips were cold, because of the high fever, there seemed to be a circle of blisters on his lips, Ye Yaoyao put the medicine into his mouth, he seemed to have some reaction, his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to spit it out, Ye Yaoyao hurriedly blocked his lips, and after a while, he heard a grunt, and the medicine was finally swallowed by him.

Ye Miao's heart was excited for a while, and then he used this method, and then fed him medicine, gradually, he stopped spitting out, and even in the end, when Ye Miao's lips approached his lips, he would mechanically start sucking, and after about half an hour, the bowl of medicine was finally fed to him.

Ye Miao was tired and sweating profusely, she wiped the medicine on the corner of his mouth with a tissue, and touched his forehead again, I don't know if it was a mental effect, and found that his forehead didn't seem to be as hot as just now.

Ye Miaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief, gently flattened his body, covered the quilt for him, and lay down next to him in order to take care of him at night, keeping a certain distance from him.

At the beginning, Ye Yaoyao didn't dare to sleep, worried that Han Shaoxun would have a fever repeatedly, but because he was too tired, he fell asleep unconsciously, and he was sleeping in a daze, when he suddenly felt a strong force attacking, and then the whole person was dragged over.

Ye Yaoyao was so frightened that she woke up with a spirit, and she couldn't help but let out a low cry in her mouth, and then before she came back to her senses, Han Shaoxun turned over and pressed her under her.

Ye Yaomiao's whole person froze, and she was about to struggle, but in the next second, Han Shaoxun clamped her hard, and then said in her ear: "Don't leave me, don't leave ......"

The man's voice was full of pain, Ye Miao was slightly stunned, her lips were blocked by the other party, Ye Miao was so frightened that her whole body stiffened, and she subconsciously stretched out her hand and wanted to push him away.

However, no matter how she struggled, Han Shaoxun just didn't let go, but fortunately, he didn't make any further moves, he just hugged her tightly, and kept repeating the words in his mouth: "Don't leave me, don't leave me......"

Ye Miao sighed, and nestled motionless in his arms, the man's brows relaxed, and he gradually let out a long breath.

The next morning, Han Shaoxun woke up leisurely and felt that his body was a little fluttering, he opened his eyes and saw at a glance that Ye Jiao was nesting in his arms.

In her sleep, her hair was a little messy, her brows were slightly frowned, hey, why was there something at the corner of her mouth?

Han Shaoxun was stunned, and suddenly remembered that in a daze, he seemed to have a dream, dreaming that he had kissed Ye Yao, but the kiss seemed to be very bitter.

Han Shaoxun was reminiscing about the bitter kiss, when he suddenly heard a knock on the door, and then the housekeeper's voice sounded outside the door: "Young master, Madam is here......"

Han Shaoxun was startled and sat up from the bed suddenly......