Chapter 960

Pei Chenyang clicked on it, copied it, and then transferred a sum of money to this number.

The information has not been deleted, so Pei Chenyang has nothing to worry about if he stays there, it's just a string of numbers that no one can understand.

If you want to live together with Zhao Mengmeng for a reasonable night, these arrangements and arrangements are essential.

In the end, it seems that he is worthy of his good intentions.

Pei Chenyang hummed two songs, and Zhao Mengmeng took a shower.

"Okay."

It's already three o'clock, and I can't keep my eyes open.

"Okay, Tutu is asleep." He was half lying on Zhao Mengmeng's bed, but when he came out, Zhao Mengmeng gouged him out, and Pei Chenyang got up immediately.

"Then I'm going out." Pei Chenyang gave Zhao Mengmeng a reluctant look.

The nightgown in the hotel was very sexy, but Zhao Mengmeng wrapped it in a bath towel, so he couldn't see anything.

"Let's go."

Pei Chenyang left, taking a quilt from the closet by the way.

Looking at the pile of rose petals on the bed, Zhao Mengmeng felt a headache.

"What a toss." Tucao, still patiently tidy up the petals.

Lie down, Zhao Mengmeng closed her eyes and went to sleep. Tired and sleepy, she quickly fell asleep.

Pei Chenyang hugged the quilt, the pillows were stacked high, and he couldn't sleep at all.

There was no sound inside, Pei Chenyang lifted the quilt and got up.

Open the refrigerator, take out all the mineral water in it, and hide it.

Then, go back and lie down.

Zhao Mengmeng fell into a drowsy sleep and began to sweat all over.

Although it was a cold day, she was so hot that she seemed to be burning.

Pei Chenyang waited for a long time, but he didn't see any reaction. Could it be that those things are for watching?

A little depressed, I closed my eyes, although it was difficult to fall asleep, I still told myself not to wait.

Zhao Mengmeng couldn't bear it any longer, she was sweating profusely, her throat was thirsty, as if she was on fire.

She lifted the quilt, the light in the room was not turned off, and the light came in when she opened her eyes, so dazzling that she instinctively used her hands to shift it.

Zhao Mengmeng squinted her eyes like a ghost, and floated out of the room.

Open the door with a "click".

Pei Chenyang curled up on the sofa, a quilt was a bit cold, the heater in the living room was far away, it was still not very warm.

He was half asleep and half awake, and didn't notice Zhao Mengmeng at first.

Zhao Mengmeng was extremely thirsty, as if smoke was coming from her throat, and her whole body was scorching hot.

She thought she probably had a fever, because there was a little drizzle?

In fact, it rained for less than a minute before and after.

What's even more tragic is that when I opened the refrigerator, there was no mineral water in it.

Zhao Mengmeng's drowsiness disappeared, and she stared at the refrigerator with only cakes, her teeth itching with anger.

But at this moment, apart from cold water, there is nothing at all that can extinguish the heat on her body.

Zhao Mengmeng picked up the kettle, hesitantly.

I heard that someone used this to cook socks and panties...

It shouldn't be so unlucky, right?

She hadn't decided whether to boil the water or not, Pei Chenyang was woken up by the soft noise.

"What are you doing?" Pei Chenyang got up and saw Zhao Mengmeng.

He immediately took out his mobile phone, it was almost five o'clock.

She didn't speak, and felt that she was limp and unable to exert any strength.

She felt that she had a fever and was getting worse.

The more Zhao Mengmeng thought about it, the more she felt that her nose was blocked.

serious cold.

It doesn't matter if she gets sick herself, but can't she infect her daughter?

Zhao Mengmeng heard Pei Chenyang's question, but did not answer it.

"Zhao Mengmeng, I'm talking to you." Pei Chenyang had already guessed, but pretended not to understand.

He got up, tore off the quilt, put on his slippers and walked over.

The small kitchen is not big, so Zhao Mengmeng casually took the kettle and connected the water from the faucet.

"Are you thirsty? Use this to boil water? Is it clean?" Pei Chenyang frowned, walked over, and snatched the kettle away.

"Pei Chenyang, what are you doing?" She was displeased, and stared at her. Pei Chenyang noticed that Zhao Mengmeng's face was blushing.

At this moment, he felt a little guilty.

His behavior seemed quite obscene.

It's just that, for the sake of your wife and children, let's be dirty.

Thinking of this, Pei Chenyang felt guilty and shrank back.

"This is not clean, go get water from the refrigerator." Pei Chenyang lied without changing his expression.

"There is no water." Zhao Mengmeng's face became even more ugly, and she snatched the water bottle.

"Don't bother me, I seem to have a fever. If you are really kind, go find the customer service and buy me some medicine to reduce fever and treat colds."

"What?" Pei Chenyang was taken aback.

"I can't understand human language..." As she was speaking, a big hand appeared on her forehead, which was pressed against her skin tightly.

Zhao Mengmeng was startled, but Pei Chenyang retracted his hand and tried his own.

It seems to be.

Could it be the essential oil? Pei Chenyang was a little apprehensive, and immediately annoyed.

"Don't drink this." He hurried out, picked up his phone, and called customer service.

I asked them to bring over cold medicine and antipyretics. At the end, I added another sentence. "Also, mineral water."

After hanging up the phone and turning around, Zhao Mengmeng stood at the door of the kitchen, looking at him indifferently.

Seeing her flushed face, Pei Chenyang felt his heart twitch, and walked over.

"Feel sorry."

She looked at Pei Chenyang suspiciously, she got caught in the rain, what does it have to do with him?

Pei Chenyang didn't speak, so it's impossible for him to be so stupid as to say what he did just now.

"Sit down, it may take a while to deliver, please bear with it." He pointed to the sofa.

Zhao Mengmeng sat down as she said, wearing only a nightgown on her body, because she woke up from the heat, it was a bit cold outside right now.

Pei Chenyang smoothly covered himself with the quilt and put it on her shoulders.

"I'm not cold." Zhao Mengmeng shook her head with a hoarse voice.

"Is it hard?"

"It's okay." Probably due to illness, Zhao Mengmeng is not as domineering and unapproachable as before.

Pei Chenyang dipped a towel in cold water and asked her to lie down on the sofa.

"It is said that this can physically cool down, you should try it first."

Zhao Mengmeng "..."

Seeing that Zhao Mengmeng was not moving, he simply pushed her flat and roughly pulled the quilt onto her body.

"Don't move around." Zhao Mengmeng blushed, but she looked cute.

Pei Chenyang smiled, and put a cold towel on her forehead, "I'm right to tell you that."

Zhao Mengmeng shivered all over when she touched the towel.

It's cold, it's really cold.

"Are you really sure that applying such a cold towel like this won't aggravate my condition?"

Pei Chenyang's face froze, "I don't know, it's always played like this on TV."

Zhao Mengmeng immediately wanted to slap the towel on his face.

"Take a break, I'll be here with you." Pei Chenyang held her hand and spoke softly.

Zhao Mengmeng closed her eyes, and a vague "uh" flashed across her mouth.