Night came quietly and inadvertently.

Han Wenwen's body temperature dropped a little bit at one or two o'clock in the afternoon, and Jiang Chengyuan measured her temperature at that time, which was exactly thirty-seven degrees five.

I thought it would be fine at night, but who would have thought that the body temperature would rise inexplicably at six o'clock.

Fortunately, the rise was not high, and it did not continue until it reached 38 degrees, which was a little lower than at noon.

Jiang Chengyuan resisted the urge to take her to the hospital.

While she was asleep, Jiang Chengyuan, who had been holding back all afternoon, took away her arm holding her a little bit, Han Wenwen didn't wake up, but there was an obvious sense of insecurity on her face.

He went to the bathroom lightly, moved his muscles and bones in the living room, and warmed a pot of water.

Only then did he return to his room and take a few bites of the hot porridge he had eaten at noon.

During the meal, Jiang Chengyuan deliberately freed up one hand to hold Han Wenwen's hand, because she found that this woman subconsciously seemed to be very lonely.

The insecurity on her face only disappears when you hold her hand.

Slowly helped her up, simply mixed hot water with hot porridge to deal with a few bites, fed her a piece of antipyretics.

This time, the process of feeding the medicine was very smooth, and Han Wenwen had no resistance during the whole process.

It's just that after drinking the medicine, her hand consciously wrapped around Jiang Chengyuan's neck, and she rubbed her face with a smile on his face.

Jiang Chengyuan knew with his feet what kind of dream she was having, and he also knew who she was dreaming about.

"Stick~"

put Han Wenwen back on the bed, Jiang Chengyuan could only lie down because she was holding her neck.

Autumn is coming to an end, and the weather is starting to cool down as if it had begun to cool down after last night's strong winds.

Jiang Chengyuan was unceremoniously and got into the quilt himself.

Two people and one half.

To say that the girl's quilt is different, as long as you lie in it, you can smell the unique fragrance that belongs to each other.

Jiang Chengyuan's eyebrows lowered, and he looked at Han Wenwen's sleeping appearance in front of him because of a sense of security.

The fiery snort slapped against his neck, and Han Wenwen's chest fell together.

Rough.

Jiang Chengyuan retracted his gaze a little: "Speaking of which, although I have known you for a long time, it seems that I have never asked you how you and Shiqing met, and it happens that tomorrow and Sunday I will find out more about Shiqing." ”

After Jiang Chengyuan said this, he rubbed the other party's head, and just wanted to find a comfortable position to sleep, but who knew that Han Wenwen, who was asleep, suddenly opened her eyes silently.

Jiang Chengyuan subconsciously held his breath and opened his eyes wide after noticing.

As a result, Han Wenwen finally frowned after a while and said, "Mr. Jiang? How could I dream of you? Isn't what I'm holding always Shiqing? Then he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Startled Jiang Chengyuan.

With palpitations, he carefully took the mobile phone from the head of the bed table, and sent a message to Shiqing and Xiaoxiao: "I won't play video tonight, you both should rest early." ”

Both sisters sent a nodding emoji, which is still the same model.

Tomorrow is Sunday, and the sisters have been looking forward to this day for a week, when Jiang Chengyuan is sleeping with Han Wenwen in his arms.

They were also thinking about what they would wear for tomorrow's meeting tonight, and what they were going to play.

It's been quiet at midnight.

Han Wenwen slept soundly, and Jiang Chengyuan also slept soundly.

But what the latter didn't know was that the quilt on his body had already been kicked away by the sleeping Han Wenwen in the second half of the night.

I slept in bed all night wearing only my shirt.

At half past six in the morning, the early morning sun shone through the window.

When Han Wenwen woke up, she felt extremely comfortable all over her body, she pursed her lips quietly, her eyes felt a trace of sunlight, and she subconsciously drilled her head into Jiang Chengyuan's arms.

The sunlight couldn't shine on her eyes, but half a second later, Han Wenwen frowned and suddenly opened her beautiful fox eyes.

The warm embrace and familiar smell made her wonder.

She looked up consciously to see who the man holding her was.

Still asleep, Jiang Chengyuan didn't know Han Wenwen's expression at the moment.

It was an extreme facial expression of shock, confusion, and disbelief.

Mr. Jiang? Han Wenwen was surprised.

What's going on?

Why did he fall asleep in my bed?! and still sleeping with me in his arms?

She tried to break free from the other party's embrace, but found that Jiang Chengyuan was so strong that even after she broke free, she was hugged tighter by the other party.

His face was almost on his neck.

Han Wenwen's fingers clenched his collar, just as she wanted to teach this dishonest man a lesson with a bitter smile on her face and ask him what was going on.

The woman's eyes unintentionally caught a glimpse of the leftovers and fever reducers on the bedside table behind Jiang Chengyuan.

Almost instantly, Han Wenwen's eyes suddenly fluttered, the false smile she was good at fell, and most of the fingers holding her collar were loosened.

She suddenly remembered why she wanted to go back to bed yesterday because she felt cold and uncomfortable after breakfast.

That's why I didn't even have the mood to eat breakfast, so I lay in bed and slept.

Then there are some memories and sounds in my sleep.

Although she had a bit of a fever yesterday, at least Han Wenwen didn't sleep heavily during the day, and the high fever made her wake up and drowsy for a while.

Memories are fragments, but they are intermittent but they know exactly what happened.

"Yesterday .. Is it Mr. Jiang who has been taking care of me? All day. ”

Han Wenwen wanted to resist the strength and even said that the idea disappeared completely.

She looked at the person holding her, staring at Jiang Chengyuan, who still hadn't woken up.

The more she recalled, the clearer she became, and there was Su Shiqing's shadow in her half-dreaming memory, but when she saw the medicine and leftovers on the bedside table, she knew that there was no third person at all.

Otherwise, the placement of items would not be so cluttered.

Suddenly, Jiang Chengyuan opened his mouth in a daze: "Good-looking women are so troublesome, but I like beautiful ones, and it's even more troublesome." ”

The air is quiet.

Then Han Wenwen pursed her lips and suddenly smiled.

She looked at Jiang Chengyuan's face and thought about it for a while: "Forget it, I'll just pretend that I haven't woken up, and let you take advantage." ”

Her hands were back on his neck as she had just done before, and she buried her head in his arms.

Just before closing her eyes, the corners of Han Wenwen's mouth moved.

"Mr. Jiang is really good at playing with women's hearts, if you were not Shiqing when I first fell in love, maybe I would really be coaxed by you, but it's a pity that it's too late, I'm sorry Mr. Jiang."

The arms tightened around the neck.

Before you know it, another hour has passed.

An hour later, Jiang Chengyuan was woken up by his own alarm clock.

I opened my eyes very uncomfortably.

When I don't know if I'm awake, it's natural to put my hand where I can.

He felt a buckle and opened it as he was when he was a child.

Then a terrifying voice was heard.

Han Wenwen smiled dangerously, with a black line on her face: "Mr. Jiang, what are you doing with your hands?" ”