Chapter 193： The actor is my mother fan 33

This guy feels as uncomfortable as a wayward child.

It was completely different from the serious old cadre before.

It seems unreliable.

Oh, what I did was really unreliable.

Feeling the sensation of being pecked twice on his cheek, Chu Ci is really worried about whether this guy's IQ can take a hot bath smoothly.

Thinking about this, Chu Ci turned around to find him medicine.

When he returned to the bathroom, Yan Zhao sneezed two more times. The corners of his eyes and nose were red, and he looked down at his hand.

Hmm... I've done it all over again.

I was rubbed...

Ahhhh, Porcelain Bao's face is so soft and sweet.

The porcelain treasure is so fragrant, like a small honey.

Want to... lick...

Yanchao lowered his eyes, looked at his hand, and finally pressed the corners of his lips, placed his fingertips under his nose, and sniffed slightly.

Horse, this behavior is just like a pervert.

The only trace of Qingming Yanchao spit on himself in his heart, but his body was honest and sniffed.

Porcelain Treasure has rubbed him... shouldn't be angry, right?

‘Yanchao’s love value is +7, currently 65. ’

What is Porcelain Treasure asking him to do?

Take a hot bath.

Yes, take a hot bath.

The groggy speech made two sneezes again, there was a mass of mud in his brain, and he raised his foot and walked into the bathroom again.

When he came out again, he finally washed away the coldness from his body, even wearing short sleeves stupidly on such a rainy day, staring at her dumbly as soon as he came out of the bathroom door.

The look of his brain burnt out.

Chu Ci handed him the prepared cold particles and watched him drink it. Moreover, he was stubborn and unwilling to go back to his room to rest. Chu Ci had to ask him to lie down on the recliner over there and give it to him. Put the quilt on.

He thought for a while. This was just one step at a time. His expression didn't change much. He just lay down on the couch with his eyes down, covered with a small yellow plush blanket brought by Chu Ci.

The whole person was tossed by Chu Ci from one side to the other, wrapped in a ball, only his hands were exposed and holding the hot water that Chu Ci had poured him.

Except for the corners of his lips, his face looked a little serious.

Chu Ci took a step back and looked at it, and couldn't help but curl his eyes with a smile.

Don't tell me, it looks a little cute this way.

But at this moment, the serious words in his head were actually muddled, and the cold air dissipated, and the feeling of drowsiness became more and more serious, making him irritable and starting his thinking.

Looking down at the cup in his hand.

Well, his porcelain treasure is pouring water...

At first glance, this little blanket belonged to his cub, and it still smelled of her.

Ah... no one came back, no one in the front yard, and the camera is not working.

How can you do it again, hug and hug?

Or...just hold your hands and pull the corners of your clothes.

Just thinking about it, the little girl's breath suddenly approached, Yan Chao's face was slightly startled, and she looked up at Chu Ci, and her body trembled.

The little girl's hand was on his forehead.

A soft voice sounded right after that, slightly lowered his head and looked up at his words, "Senior, you seem to be a little hot."

Oh...Yes, Yan Zhao gave up thinking about it.

The little girl's hands were slightly cold, and the feeling of resting on his forehead was really comfortable.

Yan Zhao tried to be reserved, and slightly pushed the palm of Chu Ci's palm.