Shi Qing moved slightly, and Duan Ci immediately popped up as if he was looking back.

He crept back on the couch, his hands flat, closed his eyes and hypnotized himself.

Everything was the fault of the fake soup, and he couldn't have thought anything about her!

Get some sleep and you'll be fine tomorrow. Well!

**

The next day, Shi Qing woke up, opened his eyes, and what caught his eye was Duan Ci's aggrieved appearance sitting on the sofa, drooping his eyebrows and sniffing.

He seemed to have caught a cold.

The little girl lying on the bed did not seem to be fully awake.

There was a bit of confusion in his eyes.

Blinking gently at the void, delicate and harmless.

The words he wanted to accuse her choked back into his throat, and Duan Ci looked away angrily.

Duan Ci was so angry that he spread to other places, and dialed the old housekeeper's phone: "Uncle Zhong, can you open the door for us now?" ”

The old housekeeper didn't reply immediately, and looked at Grandpa Duan on the side inquiringly.

Grandpa Duan nodded silently.

Only then did the old housekeeper agree: "Little master, Uncle Zhong will go and open the door for you now." ”

"Hmm."

Duan Ci agreed coldly, his long legs were cocked, and he had the aura of a noble son.

If you don't look at the tip of his nose that is rubbed red, the big guy's posture is quite bluffing.

Duan Ci threw the paper ball in his hand into the trash can at his feet.

Shi Qing sat up from the bed, looked at him and asked, "You have a cold?" ”

"Hmph."

Duan Cihuan sat with his hands in his hands, snorted coldly, and didn't want to pay attention to her.

Just twisted his face and sniffed.

Can't you tell if he has a cold or not!

Who is responsible for this!

It hurt him to blow a cold wind last night, take a cold shower, and finally have to sleep on the sofa!

Shi Qing couldn't figure out his little awkwardness at all, and told him seriously: "There should be medicine at home, right?" Later, you will remember to tell the old butler to take cold medicine after breakfast. ”

Excerpt: "......" is this?

Her concern, that's all?

What is the difference between this and a girl coming to her menstrual period and a straight man saying to drink more hot water!

Duan Ci didn't know what he was expecting, he twisted his head angrily, and didn't look at her in anger, only glanced at her secretly with his spare eyes.

Then the paragraph reads—

Shi Qing stood beside the bed and reached out to tear off the belt of the bathrobe......

According to Duan Ci's character, he should immediately yell at her now: Don't take it off here! Get in the bathroom and change!

But there is no paragraph.

He didn't even think about scolding her with expletives.

There seemed to be a string in her head, taut with her movements.

Duan Ci didn't know why he was nervous, so his fingertips pinched into the sofa, and gradually turned his gaze away, not daring to look at it at all.

The sound of changing clothes sounded, and Duan Ci's cheeks and ears were hot together.

Hearing that there was no movement, Duan Ci didn't dare to turn his head, moved his lips, and asked dryly, "...... Have you changed it? I didn't look at it. ”

When Shi Qing heard this, he raised his eyes to look at him.

Duan Ci said goodbye to his face, and sat on his side in a somewhat awkward posture, his silhouette soaked in the sunlight was distinct, and a circle of velvety golden light was cast into his hair.

Like some kind of tsundere, large dog......

"You can see it." It's not like she's wearing nothing.

It doesn't matter if you see it.

"You woman—" Are you ashamed!

I just want to harm him!

After the words, before the words were spoken, all the syllables that came out of his voice were blocked in his throat.

The little girl standing by the bed changed into a set of small skirts, which was brought in to her by the maid before, and the whole person was delicate and smart.

He felt ...... It's really good-looking.