After the betrothal gift negotiation collapsed, I turned around and married a wealthy man.

Chapter 184 Turn off the lights?
Mr. Qin is a man who values ​​execution the most. As soon as he went to bed, he slipped into bed and pulled Qiao Xing into his arms.

Qiao Xing's body was a little stiff, but she had said this, and if she regretted it, it would make her seem like she was playing hard to get.

"Turn off the lights?" the man asked from behind, and the hot air sprayed on her ears, instantly burning the entire tip of her ears.

"close!"

The light was turned off with a snap. Maybe the air conditioner was turned on too high and the air was too dry. Or maybe the man's chest was too hot. Qiao Xing thought that her whole body was so hot.

Qin Ce held her waist and turned her around. In the darkness, their breaths intertwined, filled with unspeakable ambiguity.

Qiao Xing's heart was beating very fast, and her fingers were tightly clenched into fists with nowhere to rest.

Even though the lights were turned off, the man found her lips accurately and kissed her.

Compared with Qiao Xing's unfamiliarity and bluntness, Qin Ce seems to be self-taught.

Now that the night is quiet, the two of them can discuss and learn the skills of kissing.

Qiao Xing was a little confused and her head was very dizzy.

In the past, I heard people say that this kind of thing would make people feel like flying into the clouds, but she felt that way now, as if the world was spinning.

Suddenly a hand touched her forehead.

"You have a fever."

Qiao Xing opened her eyes and found that he had let go of her. The next moment, the light in the room was turned on.

Qiao Xing subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes.

Qin Ce took her hand off and stared at her for a while. She was blushing abnormally, and her eyes were a little out of focus.

There was a helpless sigh, followed by the sound of the door opening again.

Qiao Xing looked at the door blankly. She subconsciously raised her hand and touched her forehead. Her hand was the same temperature as her forehead and she couldn't feel anything.

After a while, Qin Ce came in with a thermometer and a medicine box, "Measure it."

Qiao Xing took the thermometer and put it under her arm. She pursed her lips and looked at him innocently.

"sorry."

Qin Ce laughed angrily when he heard this, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"It has a fever on its own, and I don't want to." Qiao Xing felt strange after saying that. It seemed that he was really confused by the fever.

Qin Ce ignored her, got up and went out to get her a glass of water.

A few minutes later, Qin Ce asked her to take out the thermometer and look at the light. It was 39 degrees five.

Qin Ce found antipyretic medicine from the medicine box, broke two pills according to the instructions, and then helped her up, "Here, take it."

Qiao Xing took the medicine and put it in his mouth, then took the water and swallowed it whole.

Qin Ce took back the cup in her hand and said, "If the fever doesn't go away tonight, I will take you to the hospital tomorrow."

Qiao Xing nodded. She leaned on the head of the bed weakly, her eyes still spinning.

Sure enough, it was all her imagination.

People are especially prone to hypocrisy when they are sick and fragile, so when she invited Qin Ce to sleep on the bed just now, she must have been too feverish.

Qiao Xing looked at the ceiling and sighed.

After Qin Ce came back, he pulled her back into bed and covered her tightly with the quilt, "Have a good sleep, and the fever will be gone tomorrow."

"Can't sleep..."

"Sleep even if you can't sleep."

Qiao Xing turned over, then over again, lifting the quilt, "It's hot."

"Cover her even if she's hot." Qin Ce pulled the quilt back and covered her again.

Qiao Xing held his hand again, feeling that his hand was cold, so she held his hand and put it on her face, feeling very comfortable.

After a while, she covered herself with a quilt and shouted that she was cold.

After covering it for a while, it felt hot again, and my forehead was covered with sweat.

Qin Ce looked at her helplessly, watching her struggle, and spent the whole night covering her up.

Qiao Xing struggled for most of the night and fell asleep in a daze in the middle of the night. He had constant nightmares and woke up several times.

When she woke up the next morning, she rubbed her eyes and turned around to see Qin Ce leaning on the bed, seemingly asleep.Qiao Xing looked up at him. His bathrobe was loose, exposing his large abdominal muscles. It had to be said that if he hadn't taken off his clothes, he would never have guessed how good his figure was.

Qiao Xing moved and found that his hand was still held in his.

As soon as she moved, the man almost reflexively pulled the quilt to cover her without even opening his eyes.

With this pull, even Qiao Xing's head was covered.

Qiao Xing suddenly felt a little guilty. He probably didn't sleep much last night, right?

She got out of the bed and called him softly, "Qin Ce."

Qin Ce then opened his eyes and looked sideways at her.

After a while, he remembered something, raised his hand and touched her forehead, and then gave her the thermometer on the cabinet next to her.

"measure it."

Qiao Xing took the thermometer and held it between his hands honestly.

After a while, Qin Ce squinted and looked at the thermometer, "38 degrees five, still a little feverish."

After saying that, he put down the thermometer and got up to get some clothes to wear.

Qiao Xing looked at him puzzledly, watching him take off his bathrobe and reveal his back to her.

His shoulder-to-neck ratio is very good, and he is tall, so just looking at his back, it is easy to think of him as a handsome guy.

Qiao Xing was staring intently, but a black shirt blocked her beauty.

She looked away regretfully, grabbed the quilt and covered herself, trying to prove that she wasn't peeking.

Two minutes later, Qin Ce opened her quilt and pulled her up, "Let's go, I'll take you to the hospital."

Qiao Xing was stunned and said quickly: "No need, my fever has gone away, hasn't it?"

"38.5 degrees, is this called a fever?" Qin Ce didn't know much and picked her up directly.

"Then let me change my clothes!"

"No need to change, it's thick enough."

Qiao Xing was surprised. Her pajamas were indeed very thick and furry, comparable to a down jacket.

Qin Ce carried her downstairs, went to the garage, put her in the car, and drove out of the community.

Qiao Xing sat in the passenger seat and peeked at him. Looking at his serious look, she felt a little touched in her heart.

It's not that she hasn't been sick before, but most of the time she got through it alone. The more times she got sick, the more colds and fevers she felt were not that serious, just minor illnesses.

But he still took care of her overnight last night, and this morning he was so anxious to send her to the hospital.

Except for her grandparents, Qiao Xing had never been so nervous because of a minor illness.

Previously, her aunt said that Qin Ce might have violent tendencies, and Qiao Xing had always been a little worried.

But now, those worries are gone.

No one is perfect, as long as he is kind to her, even a heinous evil person is still a good person to her.

Perhaps because her gaze was too direct, Qin Ce turned to look at her while waiting for the red light.

"What's wrong, uncomfortable?"

Qiao Xing shook his head.

"Is that hungry?"

Qiao Xing still shook his head.

Qin Ce stopped asking her, started the car and drove through the traffic light, "We'll be there soon."

"Qin Ce." Qiao Xing suddenly called him.

"Ok?"

Qiao Xing opened his mouth and said softly: "Thank you."

"no need thank me?"

"Thank you for marrying me."

(End of this chapter)