"Help, isn't that all right? Isn't he?"

When Su Lixiao asked, Jiang Yue thought for a few seconds and said seriously, "Then I don't know."

Su Lixiao vomited blood, Jiang Yue lay on the bed and said, "I'm so tired, I won't go to school tonight."

"Since you're okay, I'll report to the teacher."

Jiang Yue snuggled softly on the bed and said, "Go ahead."

Su Lixiao felt that she was drooling at her figure, in order to prevent herself from becoming a pervert, so she left first and didn't stay here.

After Su Lixiao left, Jiang Yue lay on the bed without moving, and after lying for a while, she sent a message: "Are you?"

Zhang Liuling saw the text message in the study at night, and there was no reaction on his face.

"yes, you think that's what it is, that's it."

Jiang Yue saw him reply, and her lips curled: "That's it?"

Zhang Liuling naturally didn't care about these childish words with her, he dealt with the work for a while, and only replied again after a long time: "Jiang Yue."

Let her stop her fearless conjectures and what she should say.

Jiang Yue would stop on this topic and continued, "You and Sister Shi Nian haven't been together for a long time."

He frowned when he saw those text messages: "Jiang Yue, if it's okay, just rest well, or study."

"Do you ...... yourself?"

Zhang Liuling felt that his temples were beating, he felt that every word she said was challenging the limits of his heart, and his frowning brows relaxed a little: "Jiang Yue!"

This time, an exclamation mark was added after the two words, which shows that he endured her words to the extreme, and was very angry with these words.

"You'd better be honest and take it as you see fit."

"I just wanted to talk to you."

Zhang Liuling was in the video conference, and several foreigners on the other side of the video saw that his face was changing, and they were all asking, "Patrick, itasouridea, asntit?"

When Zhang Liuling heard the inquiry over there, he looked over and replied in a slow tone: "No, itsnoneofyourbusiness."

He told them that it had nothing to do with them.

Those people breathed a sigh of relief, after all, this plan was planned by them for a long time, and they were afraid that they would be killed by his side.

Those people had never seen him look like this.

He continued to reply to her: "At work, if you are bored, go about your own business."

"It hurts."

Zhang Liuling's eyes became darker and darker, thinking that she was saying something else.

"I'll buy you some medicine."

"Takeaway? But I want you to send it, and if you don't, tomorrow everyone will be able to see the traces on my body, so how can I answer?"

Zhang Liuling stared at her text message and pondered for a few seconds, but did not reply immediately.

And after a while, he said, "I seem to have a little cold."

He didn't know whether it was true or not, and he said, "It's like rain, it's like a fever."

After he saw her text message, he finally asked again, "Did you take your temperature?"

"Nope."

Then she sent a short video of her shooting, it was her curled up on the bed softly, with no strength at all, and her mental state really didn't look very good.

Zhang Liuling's fingertips were playing on the screen: "Drink some hot water first." Later, he replied very simply: "Okay, wait for me to finish the work."

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

After finishing this text message, Zhang Liuling's eyes fell on the video, and he continued the meeting just now, discussing the plan of the project with them.

He didn't sleep all night last night, and when he came back in the morning, he just took a shower and worked in the study, he was still focused on his work just now, but after those few text messages just now, his mind didn't seem to be much on the content of the work, he rubbed the corners of his eyebrows and tried to listen to the other side

Analysis.

The blue light fell on his face, but he looked a little absent-minded.

Jiang Yue's side has been waiting for him to come over after sending the text message, it is already night, and she doesn't know when he will come.

And the rain outside is still falling, it has been dripping, as if it has not stopped, and she seems to be really uncomfortable, she was still a hundred times energetic just now, but at this time she was sick in the bed.

After Zhang Liuling finished his work, after coming out of the study, he went directly out of the villa, and then rushed to the Jiangnan apartment, but after downstairs, he first went to the pharmacy to buy medicine.

I asked for some Chinese patent medicine to treat colds, and then asked the staff at the pharmacy to take a box of medicine to dissolve red marks and bruises on the skin.

The staff asked him what kind of bruises he had.

Zhang Liuling thought for a few seconds about the staff's words and said, "Bump."

"Is it serious?"

He whispered, "It's fine."

The staff went to get it for him.

After buying the medicine, he came out of the pharmacy and went into the community, then took the elevator upstairs, and when he got upstairs, he made a phone call: "Do you feel better?"

It was quiet, and all he could hear was breathing.

Zhang Liuling hung up the phone and pressed the password lock and went in directly, the lights were not turned on in the whole room, and only the sound of dripping water was heard quietly, and I don't know where it came from.

He stretched out his hand to turn on the light, and the moment the light in the room came on, he walked towards the bedroom, and when he reached the bedroom door, he saw the person on the bed coiled in the quilt, only a long hair outside, and his body was exposed under the quilt, of course, not moving.

Zhang Liuling walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand to carry out the person in the quilt, and when he took it out, he found that the person in the quilt was not wisps.

He didn't expect this to be the case at all, the whole person was stunned for a few seconds, and the next second he was going to put the person back into the bed, but who knew that just about to put the person back, the person in his hand drilled directly into his arms, and the hot body hugged him.

His arms and legs were like white lotus roots, slippery like a wriggling silkworm, dead on him, Zhang Liuling closed his eyes: "Put on your clothes first."

But how could the person in his arms be willing to shrink into his arms: "I don't want it, it's so cold."

She trembled in his arms, and a miserable little white face was close to his neck, and Zhang Liuling realized that she was really hot.

She was sweating all over, her black fluffy hair was almost completely soaked with sweat on the sides of her cheeks, while the rest of the hair was scattered over her slender back, covering her slender back, and her front was constantly clinging to his arms, and her legs were curled up in his chest.

"It's cold, it's cold." She was pressed against his neck, muttering to herself.