Chapter 270

Yan Ze was stiff.

He pursed his lips. As soon as he wanted to say something, he saw that Yuanxi had fainted.

Yan Ze sighed and reached out to explore Yuanxi's forehead. His eyebrows frowned. "How is it so hot?"

"Is Xie Yunqiao crazy? If you have a fever like this, you don't care?"

Although he knew Yuanxi couldn't hear anything, Yanze couldn't help getting angry with him.

Only at this time, Yuanxi, a fool, won't jump up and argue with him about how much better Xie Yunqiao is.

He wet the towel and put it on Yuanxi's forehead.

He went to the kitchen to cook porridge again. The smoke filled his eyes and eyebrows.

In the past, other people came to serve him. This is the first time Yan Ze has done these things.

Yuanxi always made an exception again and again.

So what.

Yanze dropped his eyes and sat quietly beside Yuanxi.

He looked at Yuanxi's pale face, and his chest was slightly sour.

No matter how good he is, Yuanxi can only see Xie Yunqiao in his eyes.

Just as Yuanxi pursues Xie Yunqiao, he pursues Yuanxi in the same way.

Yan Ze stretched out his hand and swept the broken hair on Yuanxi's forehead to his ear.

He sometimes feels silly.

Otherwise, how can you like Yuanxi, who is desperate for Xie Yunqiao.

Clearly know that the original river only as a friend, clearly decided not to disturb, or a phone to rush over.

Yanze's hand moves down and holds Yuanxi's hand outside the quilt.

He has a fever, but his palm is cold.

As if feeling the warmth, Yuanxi unconsciously clenched Yanze's five fingers.

Yan Ze stops.

As soon as the corner of his lips rose slightly, he remembered something and returned to peace.

Yuanxi must have regarded him as Xie Yunqiao again.

He really envies Xie Yunqiao. Why can such a bad person have something he can't ask for.

……

……

Yuanxi woke up near night.

He got up from the bed and looked around in confusion.

Strange.

When he was in a coma, he felt as if someone had come.

Could it be Xie Yunqiao?

The sound of the key twisting came from the door.

Yuanxi immediately looked along, and the door was pushed open. The visitor was dressed in a black windbreaker, with a very high body weight, stepping on the thin twilight.

He looks very good, eyebrows like mountains, eyes like stars.

Yuanxi's eyes darkened.

Sure enough, it's not Xie Yunqiao.

Seeing Yuanxi, Yanze frowned: "how to get up, and then catch a cold?"

"Yanze," Yuanxi said reluctantly, "it doesn't matter. I just have a cold. Please come here."

Yan Ze closed the door and snorted: "a high fever of 40 degrees is also called" just a cold "

Yuanxi was stunned.

In front of an extra hand, Yanze hands the bag to him: "just bought you the medicine, eat first, then eat."

He said, after pouring a cup of hot water for Yuanxi, he went into the kitchen and found the dishes and chopsticks skillfully.

Yuanxi took the medicine and suddenly asked, "are you coming to me like this?"

"Why?" In the kitchen, Yan Ze asks.

Yuanxi frowned again.

He worried: "what if they get photographed by paparazzi? I don't care. You're in trouble. "

"I have nothing to worry about." Yanze doesn't care.

He took a bowl of porridge and motioned to Yuanxi, "it's a little hot."