In the early morning, Li Qiyu seemed to be pressed by a stone, more and more breathless. When she opened her eyes, she found that it was Bo Yeyuan's big arm. She curled up in his arms last night and fell asleep unconsciously. Both of them were sleeping on the sofa.

Narrow sofa, thin night yuan body big, in order to let her sleep, he side body hanging on the sofa edge.

He would never admit that he fell down many times last night, and every time he woke up and crawled back in silence

Li Qiyu moved a little, got up and moved his aching bones. The thin night deep suddenly woke up, scarlet eyes opened, eyes full of blood silk looked very sleepy.

As soon as he pressed his big hand, he held her in his arms again

Li Qiyu explored his forehead, and it was still hot, but it was not as hot as last night. She remembered to take the medicine for him. He didn't allow it. She pressed her hand tightly.

He should still be sleepy. His face is full of fatigue.

Li Qiyu couldn't bear to quarrel with him. He raised his small face in his arms to look at his face and outline his eyebrows.

The more you see, the more you feel sad. Bo Yeyuan, I love you, but why can't I be with you

The corner of her eyes was full of tears. She did not know how long she had watched and fell asleep peacefully in his arms. He had a beautiful dream. He grew up. He was two or three years old. He looked very similar to Bo Yeyuan. His family happily sat in the crystal glass rotating cup, with stars and colorful lights. It was a large playground built by Bo Yeyuan for the baby, and their family were happy together every day.

Li Qiyu smiles in her sleep. She is used to nightmares and dreams of such warmth for the first time.

Kuang Dang -

suddenly, there was a sound of smashing things. Li Qiyu woke up with a fright, and the man who was sleeping with her on the sofa disappeared! There was a rustle in the kitchen.

Li Qiyu put on the soft tow and went to the kitchen door. There were broken plates on the ground. The milk boiled on the stove was sprinkled on the table. Bo Yeyuan was wiping with a towel.

"Bo Yeyuan?" Li Qiyu was surprised.

Bo Yeyuan's back was stiff. He rubbed the dishes on the ground into the Liuli platform to hide them. However, he pretended to be indifferent: "how can you wake up so early? Did I disturb you? "

"What are you doing?" He's still running a high fever!

"I'll cook you some breakfast. I'll take care of it. Will you go wash?" Bo Yeyuan turned to look at her. Her face was white with a high fever, and her lips did not have a trace of blood color. The hair is rammed into a bird's nest, and the bangs are raised high, and the look is very bleak.

Li Qiyu came to him, raised his hand to touch his forehead, and touched his own: "still burning."

Bo Yeyuan stares at her action for a moment. Her black eyes are full of some inexplicable emotion Last night, he dreamt that Li Qiyu was taking care of him. Is that true?

"Don't move when you are ill." She said hesitantly, looking at his dull face, she didn't know what to respond to. "Go to the sofa and have a rest."

"You're hungry. You want breakfast." He stood stubbornly, with a rag in one hand. His arms were heavy and powerless. He didn't expect that the milk pot which could be lifted by one finger could not be lifted, so it was sprinkled all over.

"I'm not hungry."

"You usually have breakfast at this time." He wanted to do for her

Li Qiyu nose slightly sour, low voice: "you go to the sofa or not, I don't care about you."

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