"It's all here, when will it be changed?" The butler didn't answer, but the voice came from upstairs.

Tang Jue stood upstairs and looked down at her.

Sure enough, in her eyes, there was only a confession. Even if he was sick, she wouldn't ask more. Fortunately, he was not disappointed. Because, from beginning to end, there was no expectation.

Qiqi subconsciously stood up.

Tang Jue lazily wore a nightgown and walked down from the upper floor. He was obviously very sick, and his handsome face that had been floating and shadowy in the past looked a little pale and lifeless. It looks weak, and this look is particularly distressing.

Distressed?

Qiqi was slightly frightened by the two words that passed through his mind.

"Don't stand, sit down." He lazily compared the position of the sofa, and his voice did not have much strength, and it was hoarse.

It seems that she is really out of shape today, and she doesn't even have the interest to tease her every time she sees her in the past. Just passed by her and took the lead in sitting down on the sofa.

He passed by her with a few hints of fragrance, and Qiqi could feel the hot heat on his body. Apparently, he burned hard.

It's all like this, can you really still record a confession?

Qiqi looked back at him, he was leaning on the sofa tiredly with his eyes closed, occasionally coughing lightly, his eyebrows frowning.

She looked up and up.

There, it happened to be the outlet of the cold wind. The position she had sat in before.

He's sick like this, and he hasn't noticed yet.

Qiqi wanted to say it, but he didn't say it. I sat down on the single sofa next to me, took two sips of tea. I glanced at him through the rim of the cup, and I didn't know if he was asleep, but he never opened his eyes again, just pulled away his pajamas.

Apparently cold.

Qiqi glanced at the housekeeper on the side and gave the housekeeper a look. The housekeeper was very shrewd, and he had already seen it, but he just pretended not to understand.

Qiqi was helpless. I had to put down the teacup and get up, walked to the butler, and whispered, "Is there a thin blanket at home?" ”

"That's what Miss Qi meant. Yes, I'll get it for you. ”

The butler smiled and turned to get the blanket. Qiqi looked back at him, but he still hadn't woken up. She took her phone out of her pocket and looked at the time, so much time had passed, and Officer Huang had not arrived.

Soon, the butler brought a thin blanket. Qiqi refused to answer, and motioned to the housekeeper with his eyes to send it over. The housekeeper was embarrassed, "Miss Qi, don't you know, this young master and Young Master Tang are both of the same temperament, and they can't quarrel when they sleep." If I had gone through like this, he would have woken up, and he would have lost his temper. ”

Qiqi: "......"

Tang Jue's uncertain temperament is indeed uncertain.

The housekeeper handed her the blanket, "Miss Qi, you can go." ”

"What if he loses his temper at me?"

"Definitely not." The housekeeper smiled, "Even if you really lose your temper, knowing that you care about him, then all the anger will disappear." ”

Qiqi took the blanket and held it in his hand. Then, as if she had only reacted to what the butler said, she turned around and explained softly: "I don't care about him." ”

The butler smiled and said nothing.

Qiqi felt that he really didn't care about Tang Jue, even if he really cared, it was only out of humanitarianism, for a seriously ill person, basic concern. Moreover, this patient had also cared for her feet two days before.

Thinking about it like this, Qiqi felt a lot more comfortable.

Holding the blanket, he walked lightly. Glancing down at him, she gently covered him with the blanket. He didn't know if he hadn't fallen asleep in the first place, or if he had been woken up by her. He suddenly opened his eyes and saw her, a thin smile on the corner of his lips.

When there was no attack power like this, the smile was amazing and gentle, and Qi Qi was stunned, and he shook his head all of a sudden. When she came back to her senses, Tang Jue had already reached out and lazily wrapped her waist around her.

She woke up, "Tang Jue ......"

"Sit, don't move." He had a deep, nasal voice in his voice. With a slight force on his arm, he pressed her to sit down beside him. She subconsciously wanted to get up, but his head tilted over and rested lazily on her shoulder.

He was very hot all over.

It's a bit exaggerated.

Breathing is also heavy.

Moreover, the tip of his nose is close to her neck.

Obviously sitting under the air conditioner, Qiqi felt that he was about to sweat.

"You...... You sleep on your pillow. Qiqi said as he reached out to pull the pillow next to him.

"You're softer than a pillow, it's comfortable to sleep on, it's better to have a pillow than a pillow......" He didn't open his eyes, his voice was lazy, and his breath was sprayed on her skin. Qiqi felt very itchy, and that kind of itch seeped into her heart, making her feel uneasy.

She tugged at the pillow and looked down at him. He is simply God's favored favorite. The eyelashes hanging under the eyes are very long, and every facial feature is just right. is a little bewitching, but it doesn't lose the masculinity of a man. Even if you are sick now, there is a kind of sickly beauty.

Qiqi couldn't help but think, this kind of man really doesn't know what kind of woman he wants to find.

Warm-hearted? Wen Xin is such a big beauty, standing next to him, the brilliance is actually gone.

"Are your feet all right?" While she was thinking, his voice rang out again.

Qiqi suddenly came back to his senses, and only let out a 'hmm' in a trance.

Then, be silent.

After a while, he said lazily: "Did you really throw away the medicine I bought?" ”

“…… Well. Qiqi looked away and looked straight ahead.

Actually, no, it's still in a drawer.

Tang Jue snorted, and there was nothing else to say. Qiqi could feel that he should be unhappy. She tensed, looked at the time, and then turned her head to look out the window.

"Sit with me for a while, and you're just fidgeting?"

She bit her lip for a while, then just replied to him, "...... Well. ”

Tang Jue's expression cooled a little, and he suddenly raised his head from her shoulder, leaned back, and leaned back on the sofa. Then, he raised his voice casually, "Let Jian Qing call Officer Huang." Tell him that in less than ten minutes, he will never come. ”

And he commanded the steward who was bystanding.

The butler took the word and turned and walked out of the hall.

At this moment, in the entire hall, there were only two people left, Qiqi and Tang Jue. Although Tang Jue leaned there, the whole person became more and more drowsy.

A minute later, Qi Qi frowned, but he couldn't hold back: "Tang Jue." ”

He didn't answer. She half-knelt on the sofa and nudged him, "Tang Jue, wake up." ”

"Huh?" He didn't open his eyes, and his voice was muffled.

Qiqi's hand poked into his forehead, and he was shocked, "How many degrees have you burned here?" ”

“…… Hurry up 40. ”

“…… You're going to have to go to the hospital. "What other confessions are you recording?

Tang Jue lifted his eyelids with difficulty, "You care about me?" ”