Chapter 1967

Rong Chen turned around and took the medicine box, took her temperature, and then gave her some antipyretic medicine.

Jun covered a thick quilt and looked at him with a red face: "Rong Chen."

"Yes." Rong Chen sat by the bed watching her.

"Am I going to die?" Jun said softly.

Rong Chen wrung his eyebrows and said, "No

"Really?" Your eyelids were heavy, but still refused to sleep.

"How many more children are you going to give me?" Rong Chen gently coaxed her.

You don't want to sleep, but the eyelids become more and more heavy, coupled with the efficacy, after a while, or deep sleep.

Rong Chen stood by the bed, looking at her red face, silent.

Is it true that she still cares?

I still feel sad and sad.

Or is he reluctant to part with Xu Yuankai?

Rong Chen was a little irritable.

He is used to scheming and then moving, but his feelings are the most difficult.

The night is getting deeper and deeper. You wake up several times when you wake up.

Rong Chen was fed medicine, and coax deep sleep.

Later, she gave up the fever, he was still worried, has been on the side.

When you wake up, it's dark.

The twilight of the morning penetrated the curtains and scattered on the edge of the bed.

Jun got up slowly and looked at the Rong Chen who was lying on the edge of the bed and fell asleep.

He put a chair by the bed, which would lie on the side of the bed and fall asleep.

The room is still some dark, let his face some hazy, can see that ray of light, and he set off the extra soft.

Jun couldn't help but gently plucked the two strands of hair in front of his forehead. His eyelashes were not very long, but they were clear-cut and looked particularly soft.

Side of the cheek was pressed a little bit variant, but still can not say good-looking.

Jun's soft heart is in a mess, just look at it and feel I can't say I like it.

She knew that she had just broken up with Xu Yuankai, and it seemed too inappropriate for her to fall in love with another person.

But I can't help but like it.

Maybe some people in this world are so happy.

He will let your heart out of flowers, into a bright sea of flowers.

And there are others who turn your heart into a dark ditch and decay.

You can't help but caress his handsome face.

Well Good q-play

It's smooth and tender, like a shelled egg.

Rong Chen's eyelashes trembled, opened his eyes slowly, and looked at you lightly.

"You have a good skin," he said

"I live better." Rong Chen didn't sleep enough, and he had two points of temper.

Jun Leng Leng Leng, cheek slightly red, murmured softly: "hooligan."

Rong Chen didn't wait for her to move, but he was sober and reached for her forehead.

His hands were so cold that he realized that he was only wearing a thin coat and sleeping all night.

"Take some medicine and sleep for a while. What do you want in the morning?" Rong Chen took her pills and asked in a warm voice.

After Jun took the medicine, he shook his head and said, "No

Rong Chen was silent for a few seconds, thinking he had just scared her.

"I'll make some porridge and you'll have a little sleep." Let Chen warm the voice.

Then he turned to go to the kitchen.

Jun seized his big hand and said, "I'm not hungry. You can sleep again."

Rong Chen turned his head and looked at her, holding his little hand, revealing a piece of snow-white wrist.

Rong Chen looked up along her wrist and his eyes fell on her face.

You slowly released your hand and moved to the bed.