After kicking out my ex-husband, his brother and I got back together.

Chapter 705 Sleeping is more tempting

The air was momentarily quiet.

After a while, Song Muran returned in a low voice: "You said it in the interview."

It seemed that this fact made him speechless. After saying this short sentence, he gritted his teeth and said no more.

Yang Jingyi was surprised.

Interview…

After she became famous in Paris, she did many interviews, but the content was mostly about professional issues.

Because she didn't want others to pay too much attention to her, she would delete any personal questions in the interview outline sent by reporters.

But there was one exception.

That was when she was invited by the local Chinatown to attend a New Year event.

At that time, a reporter who wrote a food column conducted an impromptu interview with her.

Among them, she asked about her food preferences.

However, this interview was taken several years ago and is probably not available in China.

Yang Jingyi quickly realized a fact, that is, Song Muran had been paying attention to her much earlier than she thought.

The doorbell rang, interrupting the silence between the two.

It was Meimei who was running errands and came to deliver slippers and pajamas, as well as some daily necessities.

They were all ordered by Song Muran just now.

Yang Jingyi thanked the errand boy, coughed dryly, and brought up the topic.

"I'll wash the clothes in the washing machine first and dry them before you wear them."

"Call for food. Eat early so you can take your medicine."

Song Muran nodded silently.

The two of them were busy with their own business. There was no sound in the room, but it didn't seem awkward.

Cantonese food is close by and delivered quickly.

Like the previous times, Song Muran ordered what Yang Jingyi liked to eat.

Before, Yang Jingyi only thought that Song Mulan was smart, but after realizing that Song Mulan spent a lot of time paying attention to her, she only felt moved.

After the two settled the long-overdue dinner, their pajamas were already drying.

Yang Jingyi stuffed the clothes into Song Muran's hands and pointed in the direction of the guest room.

"The bed is made, go ahead."

"The doctor said it's best not to take a shower tonight, please bear with it."

"If you feel uncomfortable in the middle of the night, just call me."

Song Muran smelled the same fragrance on her clothes as Yang Jingyi, and her heart beat a little faster.

He didn't dare to stay in the same space as Yang Jingyi anymore, so he gave a low "hmm" and carried his things to the guest room.

Yang Jingyi looked at his extremely silent back and frowned suspiciously.

Why did this kid suddenly become so talkative?

Aren't you usually very flirtatious?

Could it be that he is shy?
The more Yang Jingyi thought about it, the more it made sense.

After all, Song Muran would be shy for a long time even if he kissed or held hands.

Yang Jingyi suppressed her laughter and returned to the room.

Song Muran took medicine and fell asleep quickly, but Yang Jingyi still had some emails from Paris to deal with.

She quickly sorted the emails and responded to the most urgent ones first.

Then I had a meeting with Charles, who happened to be online, and supplemented the plans that had not been discussed yesterday.

By the time I finished all this, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

In the early days of the Paris studio, late nights were commonplace.

At that time, Yang Jingyi was holding back a lot of energy and often stayed alone in the small studio until late at night.

Thinking about next week's work arrangements, Yang Jingyi got up and went to the refrigerator to get water.

When she passed the guest room, she remembered that there was someone else in the house. After a slight hesitation, she turned around and quietly entered Song Muran's room.

The night light on the bedside was on, barely illuminating the person on the bed.

Most of Song Muran's face was buried in the pillow, his hair was messy, and only his closed eyes were exposed.

Only then did Yang Jingyi realize that Song Muran's eyelashes were very long, casting shadows on her eyelids like crow feathers, which made her hands itch.

Yang Jingyi swallowed with some guilt.

She thought, how could this kid be more attractive when he was asleep than when he was awake.

Not knowing whether he noticed that there was someone else in the room, Song Muran turned over slightly.

Yang Jingyi held her breath immediately.

and many more!

She just came to see if the boy's fever had gone down, and she wasn't doing anything shameful. Why was she so sneaky?
Thinking like this, Yang Jingyi gained confidence and was no longer timid.

She came to the bedside and put the back of her hand against Song Muran's forehead.

The scalding temperature instantly spread through the skin.

Yang Jingyi frowned.

Why do I feel higher than before going to bed?

As if she felt the cold touch on her forehead was comfortable, Song Muran rubbed it unconsciously.

Yang Jingyi looked at his handsome and quiet face, swallowed, and shouted softly: "Song Muran, wake up, you seem to have a severe fever."

Her voice echoed in the room, but there was no reaction from the person on the bed.

Yang Jingyi speculated that he slept too deeply due to the effects of the medicine.

After thinking for a moment, she got up and went to cool down, rummaged through the cabinets, and quickly came back with a simple ice pack.

It was very dangerous for the high fever to persist, so she had to physically cool down Song Muran.

"It's a bit cold, please bear with it."

Although she knew that Song Muran was asleep and couldn't hear her, Yang Jingyi still patiently comforted her.

The moment the ice pack was placed on her forehead, Song Muran shrank, but that was all.

Seeing him like this, Yang Jingyi knew that she wouldn't be able to rest tonight.

The ice pack went back and forth several times.

When the sky turned white, Song Muran's temperature finally dropped.

Yang Jingyi, who was standing by, also fell asleep from exhaustion.

Song Muran's biological clock has always been running smoothly. He opened his eyes at just 7 o'clock.

Looking at the unfamiliar roof, it took him a long time to realize where he was.

One night passed, and although his body was still sore, he could clearly feel that the burning sensation had disappeared, and his chaotic mind had become much clearer.

It's just that I sweated a lot last night, and the clothes on my body were sticky and uncomfortable.

Song Muran wanted to get up and take a shower, but when she lifted the quilt halfway, she realized there was someone lying next to the bed.

Yang Jingyi was leaning on her arms. Because of her posture, her face was slightly squeezed, making her look a little more childish than usual.

Song Muran's breathing was slightly suffocated. He glanced at the towel and ice pack placed next to him and knew what was going on.

My heart was instantly filled with warmth.

"Hmm..." Yang Jingyi frowned due to the sun. Just as she was about to turn over and change her position to continue sleeping, she noticed something and quickly sat up.

Sure enough, when he raised his head, he met Song Mulan's dark eyes.

Before she could take back the affection and emotion in the other person's eyes, she saw them clearly.

Song Muran was a little embarrassed. He quickly regained his composure and coughed lightly: "Were you taking care of me last night?"

Yang Jingyi thought to herself that this kid must be shy again.

"Yes." Yang Jingyi stretched and stood up, "Last night your temperature suddenly rose and you couldn't wake me up. I was afraid something might happen, so I got you some ice packs to apply on.

Finally, she paused and couldn't help teasing Song Muran.

"Sister, I have worked so hard to take care of you all night. How are you going to repay your sister?"