C133 133 Dealing with hooligans by Borrowing Disease

When Mo Nuan returned to the bedroom, she saw Lu Chen lying in the middle of the huge bed with her eyes closed, frowning. His expression was not very good either, looking at Lu Chen from the looks of it, she was a little worried.

She pushed his body, and seeing that he did not react, she lightly patted his handsome face a few more times, "Lu Chen, wake up, first take a measure of your temperature, then sleep."

He was alarmed and turned around unwillingly. With his back facing her, he said in a hoarse voice, "No, I'm fine. I just need to sleep for a bit."

Mo Nuan frowned even more. She never knew that the man was so sick and looked so childish, she could not help but ask in a low voice, "Hurry up, your throat is already so hoarse. What else do you want?

Perhaps it was because her tone was a bit bad, but after hearing what he said, Lu Chen turned her body over, and did not make any movements, and continued to sleep with her eyes closed.

Mo Nuan was so angry that she directly crawled onto the bed and roughly lifted one of his arms, forcefully putting the thermometer under his armpit. As she retracted his hand, she coincidentally touched his burning hot chest, and retracted his hand as though she was electrocuted.

After about 20 minutes, Mo Nuan took out the thermometer. 37.5 degrees Celsius, low fever, the situation was not very serious.

Mo Nuan went to the living room and found the medicine she bought after work, and left it there untouched. It was obvious that Lu Chen had not eaten anything tonight, so it was no wonder her condition hadn't improved at all.

Ye Zichen shook his head helplessly. That man didn't know how he lived his life by himself in the past and didn't take care of his body at all.

Mo Nuan brought the medicine to her bedroom and fed it to Lu Chen, but this time, Lu Chen did not say anything, after consuming the medicine, she plopped down on her pillow and slept. At this time, even if the anger in Mo Nuan's heart had not disappeared, she would not take's body as a joke, and let him sleep on the sofa instead.

After switching off the light, he laid down beside him and reminded him worriedly: "Lu Chen, if you have any discomfort during the night, remember to wake me up in time."

Lu Chen vaguely seemed to agree, and then continued: "Don't worry, my physical fitness has always been very good."

Hearing his words, Mo Nuan felt like swearing. What a shame, she had seen his scary side before.

It was already difficult for Mo Nuan to fall asleep, so she was completely awake now. However, before she could even react, Lu Chen had already pulled her into her embrace, with one of his arms behind her head and an overbearing hand on her waist. She had pressed her face against his chest, which was the usual sleeping posture of the two.

Mo Nuan found it funny. Even if this man fell asleep, his lust for her wouldn't decrease in the slightest.

However, she actually liked him quite a bit. When she saw that he was sick tonight, she did not push him away. After staying in his embrace for a while, she felt sleepy and her eyelids quickly sunk.

However, this posture didn't last long before Lu Chen's hands became restless, and gently twirled around her waist. What was even more excessive was that he had sneaked into her clothes at some point in time, fearlessly roaming around her body, and the aura that sprinkled onto her face was also incomparably fiery hot.

Mo Nuan was not dead, she had just gotten a little sleepy and was not completely asleep yet. Lu Chen's actions immediately caused her to wake up once more, and she held down his large hand, "Lu Chen, if you are sick, just calm down."

"Warm." His voice was very light, different from the past. It seemed to be an unconscious murmur in his dreams.

Mo Nuan was not sure whether he was sleeping or not, but after waiting for a while, when she saw that he did not do anything too excessive, she did not care about him anymore. It was just that the good feeling did not last for long, when she suddenly felt a new power, that feeling was too familiar, so familiar that even though she was sleeping, she knew what was happening.

"Lu Chen, you aren't pretending to be sick, are you?" Mo Nuan's tone became a little cold. She pretended to be sick to get her sympathy and openly returned to her bedroom.

"Warm, I really have a fever. You measured it yourself." This time Lu Chen did not keep silent and explained in a small voice.

After saying that, she pressed down on her hot kiss, it was clearly in the darkness, but he had that ability, to accurately kiss her lips, it was too sudden, Mo Nuan did not prepare to let him kiss her directly.

At this moment, there was only one thought on her mind. What the hell? She was sick and had such high spirits.

He thought he was just taking advantage of his, and very quickly, a burst of coldness hit his. She couldn't help but gnash his teeth and say: "Lu Chen, I haven't forgiven you for your actions yet, hurry up and get down."

At this moment, the man was like an arrow that had been released from a bow. How could he turn around? He could only hear the man teasing him, "Warmth, I heard that doing this sort of thing is very useful in treating fever. Let's give it a try."

Before she could retort, her lips were once again sealed by him. He fearlessly rushed into her mouth, sometimes crazily, sometimes gently. Under his consolation and gentleness, her resisting heart gradually calmed down, and even took the initiative to wrap around her neck, responding to the warmth he gave her.

The two were men and women who were in love in the first place, so the final result could be imagined. Mo Nuan gradually lost consciousness, as though he could do whatever she wanted with him.

The next day, Mo Nuan looked at the spots on her body, and was basically certain that Lu Chen was borrowing the sickness to be a hooligan.

Mo Nuan was depressed, this was the first time she made up her mind to fight against him, but in the end, after only maintaining for one day, she raised her chess piece, and even successfully became a captive.

Because today was the weekend, Mo Nuan was angry in her heart, so she didn't think about it that early. She laid on the bed and thought about what happened last night, the more she got angry, she couldn't help but grind her teeth in hatred.

Just then, Lu Chen walked in from outside. He had already changed her clothes, was dressed in a straight suit, the bruises on his face had already disappeared, and there was only a small dot at the corner of her mouth.

"Warmth, stop staring at me. I'm going to work. You can eat after you've slept enough."

Mo Nuan gave a small snort, then asked: "Today is the weekend, aren't you done with it yet?"

Lu Chen nodded her head, "There are some matters that I have to handle at the company, I delayed my progress a little yesterday."

"Serves you right. Who told you to find someone to fight so late at night?" Mo Nuan could not help but ask.

Lu Chen laughed, not taking her words to heart, she bent down and kissed her on his forehead, "I'm going to work, wait obediently at home for me to come back, you're not allowed to sneak out to see any man, no matter what sort of identity you have."

Mo Nuan pushed him a little, "Go quickly, hurry up, don't waste your time again."

Lu Chen turned around and left the room. Looking at his back figure, he couldn't help but laugh out loud in the end.