Fu Xizhou looked at her delicate face, and his face was still silent.

"Took the wrong medicine?"

Although his tone was always calm, if you listened quietly, you could discern the unusual tension in his deep voice.

He didn't stop Mingsheng's movements.

But with unpredictable emotions, she was very quiet, as if she was out of the way, and she continued to be presumptuous.

"yes, I took my medicine today."

Ming Sheng took an inch in, and reached out to rub the bath towel around his waist, "It's not refreshing at all, it seems that I don't want it." ”

She looked straight at him, the corners of her lips curved in a bewitching arc, and her slightly hot fingertips went up, lightly brushing his Adam's apple up and down, down to a position close to her heart, and suddenly withdrew her hand.

"Then I'm leaving......"

The slender wrist that was halfway drawn was suddenly clasped by a big palm, Fu Xizhou's eyes were dark, and he couldn't help but take her into his arms.

"What's crazy?"

The serious disgust on the mouth, the eyes full of lust, the hoarse voice, and the lip flap that pressed up like a storm to suck/kiss all show that it is not like that at all.

It's not Mingsheng who is crazy at all.

Ming Sheng, who was tormented/ground by a high fever, had no power to restrain his hands, his body was soft like a weed, he was imprisoned between the wall and his body, and his already burned brain was completely struck and completely incapacitated.

She closed her eyes and inserted her hands between the wet ends of his hair.

Let him breathe heavily/heavily, pry open her red lips brutally, and the tip of her wet/hot tongue wants to dance with her, she is sick at the moment, but her temper is extraordinarily big, angry and annoyed, she can't help but be enthusiastic about it, and her fangs have a place to use.

She also had to treat him with the same rudeness, tearing apart his face full of love and debt, in order to relieve the anger in her heart.

The two hadn't been that intense for a long time.

You come and go, and no one will give up the leadership.

In the past, the picture of unilateral dominance by men is no longer there, and the slender girls are also like being ignited by wildfires on the plains on autumn nights, becoming irritable and aggressive.

A big palm clasped the back of the head, and a sharp nail scratched/scratched fiercely on the hard back, all of which were all jade, and neither wanted to leave room for the other.

The battlefield spreads to the slippery neck, and it looks like it's about to get out of control.

Fu Xizhou stopped suddenly.

His skin felt Mingsheng's breathing hotter and shorter than usual, and the unnatural redness of her cheeks, he suddenly realized something, and raised his hand to probe her forehead nervously.

"Do you have a fever?"

"I'm so tired."

After such a toss just now, Mingsheng's last bit of physical strength was also exhausted, and he pillowed on his shoulders softly.

He had just finished taking a shower, and there was still moisture on his body, which was cool and his hot face was very comfortable to put on.

"I'm so tired of acting while sick."

She whispered, and the hot breath exhaled between her noses made Fu Xizhou's brows frown deeper.

Greedy for the coolness of his chest, he simply put five hot fingers on it, and his voice was soft: "Roomservice, do you want it?" If you don't, I'll go back to sleep. ”

"Talk nonsense, shut your mouth when you're tired."

I don't know why, seeing her sluggish and weak appearance, Fu Xi

Zhou was disgusted to hear Roomservice, as if he was just a fowl/beast bent on venting his pleasure.

Mingsheng really shut up.

She relied on her willpower in the company for a day, and she was twelve times more energetic everywhere, and now she was comfortably leaning in his arms, and the nerves that had been tense for a day suddenly collapsed, and she couldn't even blink.

The heavy body suddenly lightened.

Fu Xizhou picked up Mingsheng, who was down, walked to the side of the bed and put it down, frowning and looking at the girl on the bed.

Yesterday we met at the school gate, and she slipped away like a rabbit without looking at her carefully.

Now the person is lying in front of her, and he finds that she has not changed much.

People who usually don't like makeup and don't apply powder, draw eyebrows and lips, and the eyebrows and eyes are more exquisite.

She was still wearing a skirt when she cooled down, and the black stockings outlined her long legs, so he didn't believe that no one was in a reverie about her.

I really told her to dress up carefully, and not to be looked down upon when she first arrived.

But I didn't ask her to dress up so well.

Touching her hot forehead again, his face was grim, and he buttoned his shirt and put on his pants three or two times.

"Asleep?" He sat down and patted her on the shoulder, "Can you stand up?" We went to the hospital. ”

"I'm so tired that I don't want to go."

Mingsheng's tone was vague, his eyelids were so sleepy that he couldn't open them, and his cheeks, which were dyed with blush on one side, were completely sunk in the quilt, "There is medicine in the bag, just sleep well......"

Fu Xizhou sat on the edge of the bed and watched her for half a minute, turned off the lights, and walked out of the room.

I drove to a nearby pharmacy to buy a few medicines, and remembered that she should not have eaten, and found a porridge shop in the navigation, bought white porridge and mustard, and rushed back to the hotel halfway, and remembered that she still had makeup on her face, and the sports car turned around again and went to a nearby mall to buy cleansing oil.

Twisting his eyebrows, I listened to BA talk at length about the difference between various types of cleansing oils, what eye and lip cleansing oil, face cleansing oil, aren't they all on the same face? Why do you need to use different bottles and cans to remove makeup?

While complaining that "women are really troublesome", and impatiently pointing to a complete set of skin care products, he said to BA without blinking, "I want all here." ”

Back at the hotel, Mingsheng still maintained the sleeping position he had when he went out, motionless, breathing long and even.

It's just that the high temperature on her forehead is still there, and her teeth are clenched, and when she touches her, she hums and mutters, "It's so sour."

The eldest young master, Fu Xizhou, has no experience in taking care of people at all.

This is the first time in my life, facing my girlfriend with a high fever and weakness, I don't know where to touch her just to make her less uncomfortable.

I went to the Internet and searched around irritably, and then I knew it.

Helped her up and drank some warm water, measured her temperature, 38.5, woke her up and fed her some white porridge, and then took out the medicine.

"Open your mouth

It's time to take your medicine. ”

Sitting on the edge of the bed, letting her sit on his chest, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and it was rare to be patient.

Mingsheng took medicine to cooperate, but the whole person was really weak, and it was very difficult to blink an eye to do one more action.

The girl who was full of charm just now, smiled and raised his eyebrows and asked him if he wanted roomservice, it was just a flash in the pan.

Now this is the real her.

He was dissatisfied.

I didn't take the initiative to squeak when I was sick, I went to work all day with a high fever, I received the news that I was meeting, I came over by the subway silently, and asked him if he wanted roomservice when he opened the door.

Sulking has to go around such a big bend.

Fu Xizhou pondered Mingsheng's actions for a while, and he had a little idea in his heart.

Help her lie down, lie down yourself, and sleep with her eyes closed.

Sleeping until midnight, Mingsheng sweated after taking antipyretics, his consciousness was dizzy, the whole figure was fished out of the water, and his hair was also half wet.

Fu Xizhou was woken up by the heat, undressed her and wiped her sweat, and then took her temperature, the fever had subsided, and the hanging heart was finally put back in her stomach.

It was just dawn.

The hazy morning light peeks out only a corner through the gap in the curtains.

Mingsheng slept very well and deeply this night, and when he broke free from the net of deep sleep, he was still in a trance, and he couldn't tell what time it was and where she was.

Until he felt that his waist was pressed by something, and he sprayed a thin and warm breath on the back of his neck.

That breath wasn't hers.

Someone had his chest against her back, sleeping soundly.

Ming Sheng moved, turned his face, and saw the outline of Fu Xizhou's facial features clearly by taking advantage of the light that was not bright in the early morning.

When he slept, he was obviously much more gentle and harmless than usual, with a clear appearance and hard eyebrows.

But the posture of holding the four-legged and eight-pronged is not the same, and the strong style does not change.

The hands that were full of strength and did all the bad things to her did not spread even when they were asleep, and the two of them were wrapped in a thick quilt like conjoined babies, covering their whole bodies warmly.

She was thoughtful.

When she was eighteen years old, she dreamed, and she did not think that the gears of fate would turn and bring such a man to her.

They have shared the same bed for three years and have many sweet and obscure memories.

What about the future?

How long will it be entangled?

Will she cry or laugh when they are separated, will she be deeply reluctant?

She was in a trance like this, and then lifted her eyelids, and suddenly met a pair of clear and dark eyes.

Fu Xizhou woke up.

Such an early morning gaze is sparse and ordinary for them.

But Mingsheng was flustered at the moment of looking at each other in the early morning, and his heart was pounding.

Fu Xizhou didn't notice her abnormality.

Just reached out and probed her forehead, felt the coolness on her forehead, and confirmed that the high fever had not recurred, and that she had subsided.

"The fucking fever is finally gone."

His tone was rude, but his face was still full of sleepiness but there was a relieved expression, the man was nervous early in the morning, and he didn't notice that Mingsheng, who woke up, was too silent, got out of bed and boiled hot water for her, in her quiet eyes, in and out, washed up, and came out to pour water, and carried out the things in hand in an orderly manner.

Then, he stepped into the bathroom again.

Soon, there was the sound of rustling water in the shower room, and he took a shower inside.

Mingsheng was slow and slow, came back to his senses, and his eyes wandered, only to find that he had been taken care of all night.

The medicine on the table, the cold white porridge side dishes, and half a cup of cold boiled water on the bedside table.

He even knew how to help her remove her makeup and skin care, and there were a few opened bottles and cans on the table.

listen

With the sound of rushing water, Mingsheng's hand resting in the quilt groped.

I didn't touch any fabric.

Sweating profusely in the middle of the night, he helped her untie all the cumbersome clothes.

She lifted the covers.

After waking up in an hour or two to take his temperature, feeding him water and taking medicine, Fu Xizhou slept fragmentarily all night, and of course he didn't sleep well.

Therefore, it is necessary to have a hot bath that can refresh the mind.

The sound of water and steam is waving.

When he realized that there was a voice behind him, a pair of soft hands were already slippery and wrapped around like green vines.

His breath was suffocating, his nose fluttering, and the muscles of his limbs were as hard as iron for a moment.

Some repressed thoughts are resurrected uncontrollably.

No young man in his right mind could resist such a pure temptation early in the morning.

But Fu Xizhou restrained himself.

He only stiffened for a few seconds, and before Ming Sheng's evil hand could do anything, he clamped it down.

Fu Xizhou's face was very bad, and when he turned around, he saw that she had just subsided from fever, and she didn't have any warm clothes, and she was half wet with water, and the whole person suddenly lost her breath.

He was so angry that he turned off the hot water as fast as he could.

casually pulled a bath towel around his waist, didn't have time to wipe the water stains on his face, shook his wet black hair, scolded and asked angrily, "What are you doing?" ”

While scolding, he hurriedly dragged over the white bathrobe and wrapped her in a rice dumpling.

Mingsheng blinked his beautiful eyes, as if he didn't see him angry and angry, and said innocently: "Finish what you didn't do last night, hurry up, people will have to go to work in a while." ”

Even, very actively and enthusiastically, climbed on his shoulder, tilted his chin, and handed over pale and bloodless lips.

Fu Xizhou had a cold and handsome face, and his water-stained hand tore her away.

The deep black pupils were full of flames, and there was Ming Sheng's figure in them, almost burning her to ashes.

He was furious to the extreme, and his jawline tightened: "Mingsheng, in your eyes, I'm just a bird. Beasts? ”！