Duan Xiaoying: "......"

"He may not be in a good mood, you leave him alone for now, and it may be fine later."

Duan Xiaoying was indifferent.

"I hope that's the case, but I've been here for most of the day, and I ordered takeout for lunch, but the young master hasn't come out until now...... You also know that it is impossible for the young master to cook by himself, and he has not been here for a long time in this villa, and there will be no ingredients, I am afraid of ......"

Before the assistant's voice fell, Duan Xiaoying had already pursed her lower lip, turned around and ran towards Yin Yayi's villa.

Leaving the assistant messy in the wind for a second, he hurriedly followed.

Duan Xiaoying ran to the door of Yin Yayi's villa a little out of breath and rang the doorbell.

No one answered.

Press again.

Still no one responded.

Duan Xiaoying pressed it a few more times, and finally, a slightly irritable but not too ruthless voice came from the villa.

"Didn't you say tell you to get out, what are you doing here!"

It was Yin Yayi's voice.

I don't know why, hearing his voice, Duan Xiaoying inexplicably settled down, and she said softly, "It's me." ”

Moment.

There was no sound in the villa.

Duan Xiaoying waited patiently for a while, and when she saw that Yin Yayi still didn't react, and wanted to ring the doorbell again, the door suddenly opened.

Yin Yayi's face was calm, looking at Duan Xiaoying's eyes without waves, and his tone was indifferent, "Why are you here?" ”

Seeing his attitude, Duan Xiaoying was not displeased, but just looked up at his face for a few seconds, and then suddenly stood on tiptoe and reached out to his forehead.

It's hot!

It only took a second for her hand to retract.

Duan Xiaoying didn't speak to Yin Yayi, turned her head to look at the anxious assistant standing aside, with a hint of imperceptible worry in her tone, "He has a fever, you go to a private doctor." ”

"You don't have to go."

Yin Yayi said lightly.

In addition to the matter of Chi Shaojie, this is the first time that Yin Yayi has disagreed with Duan Xiaoying.

Duan Xiaoying frowned slightly, "You have a fever." ”

Yin Yayi was silent.

"Forget it," Duan Xiaoying compromised and looked at the assistant, "Don't go, I'll take care of him." ”

The assistant was overjoyed, and hurriedly responded, "Okay, okay, it's troublesome Miss Duan!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the assistant immediately withdrew.

The assistant left, but Yin Yayi stood in place, a little unable to come back to his senses.

What did Duan Xiaoying say just now?

She came to take care of him?

She's here to take care of him!

When his gaze slowly moved down, moving to Duan Xiaoying's little face that he had been thinking about for a long time and thinking about his heart, Yin Yayi finally sorted out what Duan Xiaoying had just said.

Duan Xiaoying didn't have time to wait for him to meditate, dragged his hand into the villa, took him into his suite after changing his slippers, sat him on the bed, and then naturally went to his room to change into home clothes.

When looking for the medicine box in the cabinet in the suite, Yin Yayi, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke up, and his voice was hoarse, "How do you know that I have a fever." ”

Duan Xiaoying was smashing her hand on something, pursed her mouth, and turned her head slightly, "I've known you for two years, you rarely get sick, every time you have a fever, your face will turn white, and the roots of your ears will be red." ”

After a moment of silence, she added softly, "And, every time, I lose my temper." ”

After Duan Xiaoying finished speaking, the air fell silent again.

The two of them didn't speak anymore, and in the quiet suite, only the sound of each other's shallow breathing and Duan Xiaoying rummaging through the medicine box remained.