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Shang Hexing looked at her quietly for a moment, and then asked rhetorically, "What do you think?" β
Wen Ori was very interested, and immediately said, "I will pay for all the expenses incurred in your stay." β
Living in someone's house is tantamount to causing trouble to others, of course she has to be conscious.
But Shang Hexing was not very happy: "Do you think I lack this money?" β
Wen Ori explained: "I know you are not short of money, but this is what I should give. β
Shang Hexing retracted his gaze and said in a light tone: "You don't need to give money, you can offset it with something else." β
"Something else?" Wen Ori wondered.
Shang Hexing let out a light laugh and turned his head to look at her: "What do you think it will be?" β
Wen Wei understood what he meant, and immediately covered his neckline with his hand, his expression was very defensive: "You can't think of me wrongly." β
Shang Hexing's tone was so calm: "The word non-dividing thoughts is probably implicit. β
Wen Zhi choked and quickly changed the topic: "What time is it?"
In the corner of the bedroom was the Hermle table clock, and the hour hand had turned to half past two in the evening.
Shang Hexing said that after the time of appearance, Wen Zhi couldn't believe that it was so late, but when she glanced at the time of the table clock with her own eyes, she was immediately silent.
After a while, Wen Zhi remembered something and asked again, and Shang Hexing reminded her: "Drink water first." β
"Oh, good."
Wen Weaving obediently drank the water first, and his throat was much more comfortable after being moistened by the water, and it was indeed not as dry and dumb as it was just now.
After drinking the water, Wen Ori handed him the water glass, then pointed to his pajamas, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Who changed my clothes?" β
Shang Hexing understated: "I changed it." β
In addition, he added: "I have watched everything that should not be seen, and there is no need to ask." β
ββ¦β¦β
His tone was so natural, and so reasonable!
She originally wanted to pull up her neckline, but she thought that he had seen it all, forget it, it was too much.
She lifted the quilt casually and was about to get out of bed, but Shang Hexing reminded her: "Cover it, lie down well, don't move." β
Wen Zhi's hand lifting the quilt froze in mid-air, but it was only stiff for two seconds, and he still stubbornly lifted the quilt and got out of bed.
Shang Hexing maintained a sitting posture, and when he saw that she insisted on getting out of bed, he didn't stop her anymore, but only advised: "Walk slowly, don't go too fast." β
Just had a fever and was lightheaded, he was afraid that she would be careless and fall on the ground.
"I'll be careful."
Wen gave him a reply, then put on his slippers.
She looked around, and combined with the current way the two of them got along, there was an illusion that she was married to him.
When she stood up, opened her mouth and was about to say something, Shang Hexing probably guessed what she was going to say, and threw her a sentence: "No need to thank you." β
"I'm not ......," she said late.
Shang Hexing stared at her: "Don't you want to thank you?" β
Wen Zhi pursed his lips and said slowly in a hoarse voice: "You have helped me many times, although you said no matter what you said this time, and stopped me, but in the end you helped me, thank you is no longer enough to repay your help to me." β
Shang Hexing asked lightly: "I don't plan to use verbal thanks in return, so how do you plan to thank you this time?" β
His gaze seemed to have a hook, and he couldn't take his eyes off it.
Wen Weaving Ghost sent the god to go around the end of the bed to Shang Hexing's side, she approached slowly, didn't notice for a while, and stumbled a little.
Shang Hexing immediately reached out to help her: "Be careful." β
Wen Ori stood firm, his hand tightly clasped his: "I'm fine." β
He looked at her pale little face and was a little worried: "Is your head still dizzy now?" β
Wen Weaving raised his hand and stroked his head: "It seems to be a little." β
Shang Hexing: "I'll come back and lie down after being dizzy, it's already late." β
Wen Ori sighed and withdrew his hand, ready to go around the head of the bed and go back to the other side. But soon she was taken aback by her own idea, and she didn't even offer to let him arrange a room for her alone.
Why don't you lie back and continue to sleep in the same bed with him?
"No need to go around, sleep here, I'll move over." Shang Hexing lifted the quilt for her.
Wen Weaving's limbs were faster than his brain, and he didn't hesitate, but he really drilled over.
He moved a little to the side, but not too much, and the bed was big enough that it wasn't too cramped even when both of them were on one side.
While Wen Weaving lay down, Shang Hexing leaned down.
"Shang Hexingβ" She was startled, thinking what he was going to do.
And there was no wave in his expression, just reminded her very calmly: "When you have a fever and dizziness, your consciousness is very blurred, you can't recognize people, I can't take care of you all night, and you ......"
Wen Ori asked in a low voice, "How am I?" β
Shang Hexing stated all this in a light tone: "You said that it was hot, and you kept sticking it to me, and you also said that my body was cooler, and every inch of skin on my upper body was touched by you." β
Wen Ori's eyes closed.
There was a voice in her head that kept brainwashing her: It's not me! Not me! Not me! Not me!
Shang Hexing said: "I'll give me an explanation when you get better, now that you're a patient, I won't worry about you for the time being, go to sleep." β
Wenori: "......"
(End of chapter)