The voice from the top of her head makes Yan Shiqi's heart tremble. She turns her head hard, and what she sees is the man's pretty face.
He was still wearing a dark shirt, leaning against the head of the bed, with black stubble on his curved chin. He didn't seem to rest, and his eyes under his eyelids were heavy and dark.
"What's the matter with me?"
Inkstone when seven mouth, tone hoarse, with a strong nasal.
Throat like swallowing sand like, burning pain.
The man took the thermos cup on the bed cabinet and gently gave her a mouthful of water: "you had a fever last night!"
After drinking water to moisten the throat, the tingling sensation of foreign body is slightly relieved.
She raised her hand and touched her forehead, muttering to herself, "it should not be burned now."
The man dropped the thermos cup back into the bed cabinet, reached out and probed the temperature in front of her forehead with the back of his hand, "well, it's not burning. Last night you were making a fuss about not giving an injection, so I had to cover you with a thick quilt and sweat to reduce your fever. "
Yan Shiqi seldom gets sick, but as long as he catches a cold, he must have a fever.
Before listening to inkstone father mentioned, when she was a child, her resistance is poor, every three to five will run to the hospital.
The doctor also said that she had a fever prone constitution, which was mainly because she had a shadow on the hospital since childhood, so she was very resistant to injection.
With that, she twisted slightly in the man's arms and tried to get up, but she was all over, slow and clumsy.
With Qin Baiyu's strength of embracing her shoulder, inkstone Shiqi is supporting her elbow. In her hot and humid palm, she is holding the man's small arm rolled up. "I've been lying on my pillow all night. Is it numb? I'll rub it for you."
Looking at her self annoyed appearance, the man was amused. Although her arm had been pillowed all night, it was between the soft pillow and the gap of her back neck. It was not numb, but it was a bit sour.
Shaoqing, Qin Baiyu Hongsui's eyes on the inkstone, see her a pair of very weak and try to help him rub arm bending action, faint sigh.
The man gently pinched the tip of her nose, held her soft hand in the palm of his hand, and said in a low voice, "OK, don't rub it! Do you know how to take good care of yourself in the future? "
Yan Shiqi breathed and recognized the man's heartache and reluctance. She glanced at him with a guilty heart, pursed her lips and nodded cleverly, "I know..."
A moment later, a deep sigh scattered in the air, he leaned slightly and held her in his arms.
Love her, and reluctant to say heavy words, can only digest all their emotions.
Inkstone seven against the man's arms, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, said: "I'm so sticky, can you take a bath?"
Words fall, three seconds later, inkstone seven froze!
It suddenly occurred to her that she went to take a bath when she got home last night
Then, she didn't know then!
Then look at yourself, wearing a water blue Nightgown, inkstone seven seems to understand what.
Xu is aware of inkstone when seven suddenly rigid body, man's lips overflow light happy smile, "how?"
"Last night, last night..." you took me out of the bathtub?
This words linger on the side of the mouth, but when inkstone seven shame red face, half a day can't say.
What a shame!
At this time, the man seems to guess her idea, deep eyes smile gradually thick, Yan Shiqi heard him say: "well, last night, when I came back, you have fainted in the bathtub!"
The implication is that I carried you out.
It's not true. I see everything.
Yan Shiqi was stunned for a moment, so he turned from the man's arms and got into the quilt with a warning