Marry and fall in love with Mr. Zhou

Chapter 8

Did Zhou Hao forget to turn off the air conditioner when he went out?
Song Yanchu rubbed his arms, and walked in with the box after he got used to the air-conditioning in the room.

Closing the door, she saw a shoe cabinet at the door. When she opened it, it was full of men's shoes, and the other was black, with a pair of white sneakers at the bottom.

Song Yanchu hesitated for a moment, took a pair of black indoor slippers to change into, put her high-heeled shoes in the shoe cabinet, and placed them next to Zhou Hao's black leather shoes.

"Zhou Hao?"

Song Yanchu walked in with a suitcase, and immediately saw the man lying on the sofa.

The man was wearing a suit, but it was wrinkled badly, as if he had fallen asleep on the sofa after a social meeting yesterday.

Song Yanchu hurried over, first turned up the temperature of the air conditioner, and tentatively pushed the man's arm, "Zhou Hao?"

"Zhou Hao, are you okay?" Song Yanchu didn't hear the man's response, and took another half step forward, carefully took off his arm across his face, and tried his forehead.

It's hot.

It's strange not to catch a cold after blowing at such a low temperature overnight.

Song Yanchu muttered something in his heart, looking at Mr. Zhou with a weak face, a man who looks mature and stable on the outside may not necessarily take care of himself in private.

She tried Zhou Hao's forehead again, trying to figure out whether it was serious or not.Suddenly, Zhou Hao opened his eyes, like a falcon locked on its prey, looking at her with deep and precise eyes.

"Are you awake?" Song Yanchu's fingertips that were still on his forehead trembled, and his heart was beating drums under his gaze, and he withdrew his hand pretending to be calm.

Seeing that it was her, Zhou Hao's eyes softened a lot, he opened his mouth, his throat hurt, and he made a hoarse voice.

"You have a cold, do you want a drink of water? I'll get you some water." Song Yanchu didn't hear what he said, but when he saw the broken glass next to the sofa, he guessed that the man wanted to drink water.

She looked around, and there was a half-open kitchen on the left side of the living room. She got up and walked over, looking for cups in the kitchen cabinets.

The sofa was placed horizontally, Zhou Hao lay still, his gaze just happened to fall on Song Yanchu.

Her long chestnut hair was loose, her shoulders were narrow, and she was wearing a white casual shirt. She was small and exquisite.Zhou Hao's head was hot, his eyes suddenly became dizzy, and he was clearly angry last night.

He just opened his eyes and saw her little face close at hand, and saw some concern in her eyes.

He is not angry about anything.

She is his now.

Song Yanchu didn't know Mr. Zhou had so many brain circuits.

She quickly came back from the kitchen with a cup of warm water, first put the cup on the coffee table, and helped Zhou Hao up.

Zhou Hao was so weak that he fell on Song Yanchu's shoulder for some reason. He raised his eyelids vigorously to see her reaction.

Song Yanchu picked up the water glass and handed it to his mouth, "Drink some water first, you have a fever, I will take you to the hospital later."

Zhou Hao leaned on Song Yanchu's shoulder and smelled a faint fragrance of freesia.He drank water with Song Yanchu's hand, his throat was torn and hurt when he swallowed, and he finished his glass of water.

Song Yanchu looked at him, and asked with concern: "Do you want more?"

Zhou Hao shook his head, a little afraid of the cold.

"Shall I take you to the hospital?" Song Yanchu was a little worried. She was also frozen when she first came in, and Zhou Hao was not covered with a quilt. The cold should be quite serious after blowing like this all night, "I sent you a text message last night. , my friend went back to Jiangcheng, so he didn't move in last night."

Zhou Hao looked at her and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm a little cold, help me to the bedroom, there is a medical kit under the coffee table, there are cold medicines in it, please make a pack for me."

"Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"No need." The man frowned, his thin lips were pale: "Help me, I don't have much strength, I'm a little cold."

(End of this chapter)