Xie Chi glanced at the thermometer, "You will take your temperature." ”

Qian Xia: "Oh. ”

This body temperature measured out, 37.5.

The fever is basically gone.

If the fever is reduced, naturally there is no need to take medicine, after all, it is not good to take too much medicine.

After putting down the thermometer, Qian Xia picked up a red apple in the fruit pot on the table, and said with some courtesy: "Xie Chi, do you eat apples?" ”

Xie Chi leaned back on the seat behind him and let out a lazy "um".

Qian Xia was a little stunned.

What does this "um" mean?

Do you want to eat it, or do you not want to eat it?

The eyeballs rolled, and Qian Xia took it as his acquiescence, and she wanted to buy and sell by force.

"Then I'll peel an apple for you to eat, and you can help me write the paper." Qian Xia found a fruit knife and stepped on a few size slippers to the kitchen.

Wash the knives, wash the apples.

Xie Chi looked in the direction of the kitchen, his long narrow eyes were dark, and his gaze was a bit like the last reconnaissance before the hunting of a large beast.

Qian Xia came out quickly, she pulled a small stool and sat next to the trash can, and when she saw Xie Chi staring at her, she said, "I think we should have made a deal." ”

Crazy hints.

Xie Chi chuckled, moved from the sofa to the small stool in front of the table, and sat sideways, his two long sturdy legs stretched forward.

Qian Xia saw that Xie Chi began to tinker with her rolls, and she also had work on her hands.

Qian Xia's knife skills were very good, the blade was only attached to a thin layer of apple flesh, but in a moment, a circle of red apple skin was peeled off.

Her fingers were extraordinarily white, like warm white jade in the light of the lamp.

The long peel of the apple fell with Qian Xia's knife, and Qian Xia divided the apple in two, then dug out the middle shell, and then divided it into two and placed it on a small plate on the table.

After finishing it, as soon as Qian Xia looked up, he saw that the person who was supposed to be writing the paper seriously, with a pen between his slender fingers, turning it around for a while.

He was looking at her.

The girl froze for a moment, her big eyes widening slightly.

Although he didn't speak, the meaning in his eyes was all about: I have peeled all the apples, why don't you help me write the paper?

Xie Chi bent the corners of his lips, and the black pen turned around his fingertips, "Classmate Qian Xia, you have at least a dozen rolls here, and you want to send me away with an apple, is it suitable?" ”

Qian Xia's eyes were a little fluttering, and he floated to Xie Chi to take the folded rolls under it, and suddenly felt weak, "Then I'll cut a few more for you." ”

The pen in Xie Chi's hand turned around quickly twice, and he seemed to be in a good mood, but he just didn't speak.

Qian Xia pondered for a while, "You can just say it." ”

Xie Chi: "But I didn't think of it now. ”

Qian Xia rolled his eyes and pushed over the small plate with apples in his hand, "Then wait until you think about it." ”

Xie Chi's eyes were slightly picked, "Will you deny it in the future?" ”

Qian Xia was a little furious, "Am I that kind of person?" ”

Xie Chi laughed, noncommittal, he took a piece of apple and wrote while eating.

Qian Xia looked at him for a while, and after seeing that Xie Chi really started, she picked up some knowledge points that belonged to her that she really had to understand thoroughly.

There was no TV in the living room, except for the occasional sound of a roll turning and a pen touching paper.

This review plus homework, it took two hours to write, and then Xie Chi went to take a shower, while Qian Xia cleaned up his things outside.

But what neither of them expected was that by the evening, Qian Xia's condition had recurred.

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Quietly flirting is the deadliest :)

(End of chapter)