Mr. Yan, who was avoided, didn't react to why all of a sudden, and after thinking about it carefully, he was unhappy.

How can anyone get sick and don't go to the hospital.

"Eldest young master, second young master, what's wrong?"

Just when the atmosphere between the two was a little awkward, Wu's mother cleaned up and came out of the kitchen.

Why was this atmosphere good just now, but now it's not good.

"He has a fever and refuses to go to the hospital, Mother Wu, don't leave yet, get him some medicine."

Yan Zong, who had never been reluctant to explain, moved his pale eyes, a little cold.

I can't take care of myself!

If you think about it carefully, it seems that you were sick last time and refused to go to the hospital.

Why?

Is there any deep hatred for the hospital, so resistant.

"Don't move, I'll give you that fever patch."

Forget it, the sick child is the biggest, and it's all up to him!

I don't know if I understand it, but I didn't struggle to move anymore, and the attacking probe touched his forehead, it was really hot, so was it going to be burned?

The sick boy looked a little cute, leaning back in the chair, not moving much, wearing a beautiful team uniform, and his little face was getting paler and paler. With his eyes closed, the sun was shining down, and his long, curly eyelashes could be seen.

Mother Wu came back from taking the medicine and saw this scene, tell me, how do you want our group of Yan Kongs to live?

"Young Master, the medicine is here."

Mr. Yan looked at the extraordinarily cooperative teenager, unexpectedly raised his eyebrows, and quickly pasted a fever-reducing patch. took the medicine and water cup in Wu's mother's hand, "Come, take the medicine!" ”

He also stood up intimately, lifted the boy's head with one hand, and fed him water with the other, and his movements were indescribably gentle.

Mother Wu standing on the side:

It's not that there's something wrong with my mind, it's something wrong with this picture!

It's so eye-catching!

Although he was very dizzy, he still maintained a basic level of consciousness, and looked at a few pills lying in the palm of the man's palm, and subconsciously wanted to push them away, "I don't want to take medicine, I'll be fine later." ”

You may not have noticed that your voice will be hoarse and a little soft because of your illness, and you will say something refusal, and then, it will be useless?

"You've got a game later, are you sure you don't want to eat it?"

The man was strangely not annoyed, perhaps he had been tortured a little patiently.

After standing up straight, he sat on the stool next to him, leaning on the chair as he learned, and his voice was faint and pleasant.

Xi nodded very, very resolutely, as soon as he smelled the medicine, he knew that the taste must not be good, if he ate it, although he could get better with a cold, he would be in a very bad mood!

So he doesn't!

I'd rather be in bad health than in a bad mood.

Analysis: That's how capricious!

It doesn't matter, we say that we always specialize in all kinds of willfulness!

He watched the man beckon to Mother Wu and motioned for her to go down first, and then turned around to face him.

Well. What a beautiful face!

I was silently despising myself in my heart, and when I saw that the man had stood up, I felt the heat in my neck,

"Yan Xiaoxi, do you really not take medicine?"

"Do you want my brother to ask you in a different way?"

"For example, this ......"

As he went down more and more, the handsome face was magnified in front of him, and behind him was a chair, and there was no way to retreat.

Almost immediately, the man's intentions were white, his face was hot, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to block it, and then got up and retreated.

Picking up the water on the table and sending it to the mouth The man was also prepared, and he didn't bring any embarrassment, and handed him the pill in his hand.

I glared at it, but I still obediently took the medicine!

But look at the way he looks,

Is!

How unhappy it is, how unhappy it is!

No way

We are always talking, and we specialize in all kinds of willfulness!

……

I had to chase my dreams on my own, from early morning until dark.

- "Daydreamer"