Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 1817 Duplicity (38)

She put the ingredients in the refrigerator, picked out a few more, and brought them into the kitchen.

Look around, find a pot, wash the rice, and prepare to cook porridge.

It's been a long time since I've done this, and she hasn't done it yet.

Twenty minutes later, she washed her hands, wiped them briefly, and went upstairs.

Gently opened the door, wanting to see Jiang Wen's situation.

"pat-"

As soon as the door was pushed open, Yun Si heard the sound of something bumping into it.

Somewhat loud.

She froze her hand and turned on the light.

The light in the room suddenly brightened, and it also illuminated the man who was trying to get up on the bed.

He didn't seem to have the strength yet, his tall body was precariously falling, barefoot, like a drunk person, he fell to the ground.

Fortunately, there was a carpet on the floor, so he didn't get hurt.

With his head down, he looked groggy and still coughing.

His thin body trembled, looking inexplicably pitiful.

Like a wounded lagoon dog.

Yun Si frowned and walked over quickly.

Reach out and help him up.

"Jiang Wen?"

She poked his forehead.

The fever still persists and seems to be getting hotter.

"...Why doesn't the medicine work?"

She glanced at the antipyretics by the bedside table and frowned.

If the fire continues like this, I'm afraid it's not to burn people stupidly.

The man leaning on her seemed to be going to be burned to death.

Hugging her waist quietly, there was a low sound in his throat.

Like the sobbing of a milk dog, it's so soft.

He seemed to know who she was, bent his body, and kept burying herself in her arms.

Rubbing, absorbing the coolness from her body.

As if this could make him more comfortable and feel better.

"... Si... Si..."

The sick man has shed that layer of icy cold skin, but he is still the shy and shy milk boy he was back then.

Because of the fever, the dark eyes were covered with a hazy mist.

The wet, icy features almost softened.

Softly, the voice is also softly.

He hugged her stickily, unconsciously getting close to her.

No matter what.

There is a huge contrast with him on the TV screen.

Unexpectedly big.

Yun Si blinked and looked down at him.

He took advantage of the opportunity to kiss her, covered her, and was extremely active.

The overly hot hand caressed her back.

He was so dizzy that he couldn't even stand up straight, but he still remembered this incident.

Don't forget to kiss her until you are satisfied.

"……I really like you……"

His whole focus was on her, completely burned out of his mind.

He only held her face and kept kissing and biting her.

As if treating her like a delicious snack.

"You like... me a little... okay..."

The exposed immature boy pressed against her forehead, begging her softly.

Those dark gray pupils looked extraordinarily clean because of the moisture.

It is as clean as a pure deer in the forest, free of impurities and extremely pure.

Just staring at her dimly, kissing her once and for all.

It was as if he wanted to take out his whole heart and show it to her.

It's pathetic.

Yun Si looked at him with a calm expression, "Jiang Wen, wake up."

She grabbed his hand on her waist and pulled it away.

"You are sick now, just sleep well, okay?"

"..." The young man with flushed cheeks looked at her steadily.

The two eyeballs were surprisingly wet and soft, like a newborn cub, dark and extremely beautiful.

"you do not like me?"

His hands dropped, and his tone was very light.

There is an indescribable feeling of lightness.

(End of this chapter)