Chapter 103

Ji Zhengting saw that she only ate a few mouthfuls, but he was still a little worried. "If there's anything I want to eat, I'll let the kitchen do it."

Song Qingcheng still shook his head, "I just want to drink some water."

"Well, drink more water." Ji Zhengting put down the bowl and brought the water over, but he felt that the water was cold again. "It's a little cold. I'll add some hot water."

"It doesn't matter. It can be cooler." She felt that she was almost cooked, but she wanted to drink something cool.

"It's too cold to hurt my stomach. I'll be right up." Pull Ji Zhengzi to the water.

Song Qingcheng looked at his back and couldn't tell what it was like.

Hate Jiling and stepmother so to himself, but he is so meticulous to take care of themselves, let her hate.

Ji Zhengting took the kettle directly this time. Knowing that song Qingcheng had been burning all day, he must be short of water, so he brought the kettle directly.

"What time is it?" Song Qingcheng sleeps all day and has no idea of time.

"More than two." Ji Zhengting talks to her while pouring water for her.

Song Qingcheng was surprised, some did not believe it. He touched the mobile phone from the head of the bed and opened it for a look. It was really more than two points.

So, he's always taking care of himself?

"Then go to bed and leave me alone." Song Qingcheng took the cup in his hand and drove him away.

"The blanket was confiscated by the old lady." He's a little pathetic.

"What blanket?" Song Qingcheng didn't respond.

Ji Zhengting said nothing, but glanced at the sofa.

“…… How does the old lady know? " Song Qingcheng suddenly felt that this home was too insecure.

"Why do you ask?" It is obvious that the old lady has put her eyes in the main building.

As for how to know what happened in their room, Ji Zhengting guessed that he forgot to throw the blanket on the sofa after he got up yesterday. The servant saw it, so it spread to the old lady.

"The old lady doesn't have a camera in your room, does she?" Song Qingcheng subconsciously looked around the ceiling.

Ji Zhengting said nothing.

In the eyes of the old lady, they are a loving couple. How can they watch them in the room?

If you confiscate the blanket, you will know that song Qingcheng is not convenient. You think he is sleeping on the sofa, so you give him a little warning.

Song Qingcheng also felt that what she had just asked was unrealistic. Now it was time to solve the problem. She had no good idea, so she could only ask him, "what should we do now?"

Ji Zhengting to her meaning, obviously did not want to accept his meaning, pondered for a moment, "I go to sleep."

Song Qingcheng also hesitated a little. Yesterday, the old lady warned them that they were not going to sleep in separate rooms. If they were separated today, the old lady would talk tomorrow.

"Forget it..." Song Qingcheng suddenly spoke when he came to the door.

Ji Zhengting's steps stopped, and his eyes crossed with a trace of joy. But when he turned around, he still had a cool expression.

"Grandma said yesterday that she would not let us sleep in separate rooms. We'd better not make her angry. Or... " At this point, song Qingcheng looked on the bed, "I'll be aggrieved and divide the bed into half of you."

To show her sincerity, she moved to the other side of the bed to make room for him.

"This is my bed." What does she mean to be aggrieved?

“……” Song Qingcheng was embarrassed, but insisted on sticking to the end, "now I sleep on it."

"Come down!" Ji Zhengting went to the bedside.

"Do you want to be so realistic? I'm a patient now! " Song Qingcheng is a little annoyed. How can this man turn his face?

I wouldn't have called him back if I knew.

"You've just sweated a lot. The quilt should be wet. Go to the next bed and leave it to the servant."

“……” It turned out that he had misunderstood him. Song Qingcheng gave a dull "Oh", then lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

I just got out of bed and stood up. It was dark in front of my eyes. I felt a little dizzy.

Ji Zhengting saw her body shaking, stretched out his hand to take her around in his arms. Song Qingcheng has been sleeping for a day. He has nothing to eat, and he is a bit empty.

"Can I change my pajamas?" Ji Zhengting felt that her nightgown must have been wet, and it was thick, so it must be uncomfortable to sleep.

"I want to take a shower first." Song Qingcheng didn't know that he was sweating a lot, but he wanted to take a bath.

"No way!" Ji Zhengting refused. Song Qingcheng wanted to say something else, but he didn't give her a chance. He continued: "I just sweated. I can't get wet. I'm easy to catch a cold."

"All right." Song Qingcheng reluctantly nodded, and then went to the cloakroom to change a suit of pajamas. Ji Zhengting has taken the water cup and kettle here to the second bedroom next door.

Ji Zhengting saw her change into pajamas, can't help thinking that she is deliberately wrapped up."Can you go?" Ji Zhengting asked her. I'm afraid she's not strong enough.

Song Qingcheng nodded.

Two people came to the second bedroom, facing a big bed, both felt very uncomfortable.

"You go to bed first, and I'll get something." Ji Zhengting didn't want her to be too restrained, so he found an excuse to leave.

Song Qingcheng saw that he had left and quickly lifted the quilt and got into the bed. Although the fever has subsided, all kinds of discomfort still exist.

Ji Zhengting has been out for five minutes and hasn't come back yet. She gave him enough space to sleep first.

When Ji Zhengting came back, she was already in a daze and fell asleep. She only felt that someone was lying down beside her, and then she fell into a warm arms.

She is afraid of cold, feel different temperature, she unconsciously toward his arms arch arch.

One night, sleeping peacefully.

……

The next morning, song Qingcheng woke up early because she had slept too much the day before.

Open an eye, a handsome face bumps into eyeground, she slightly surprised. I realized that I was sleeping in his arms, and I didn't hold others implicitly at all.

My God!

When I went to bed last night, I was far away from him. Why did I come to his arms?

In order not to wake him up, song Qingcheng carefully moved out of his arms. Fortunately, he didn't know anything, otherwise he would be dead.

After successfully moving out of his arms, song Qingcheng gave a long breath. Then he got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

On the bed, the man's bleary eyes raised, and put the delicate figure into his eyes. His lips slightly raised a faint radian, like a ray of morning sun in the morning, bright and charming.

Song Qingcheng took a comfortable bath and felt much more relaxed. She really didn't expect that she could get better so soon this time. She really has to thank Ji Zhengting.

If he didn't insist on using ice bag to cool herself down, she would never get better so soon this time.

Think about such a cold day, the whole body is drenched by cold water, what is the concept?

Normal people's physique can not bear such a toss, what's more, her physique is not a very good person.