Demon master lolicon

A few days ago, Han Xiaotu pretended to have a cold to hide from the young master, but today, the retribution came, and after five or six sneezes, Han Xiaotu knew that she really had a cold this time.

Early in the morning, the young master was woken up by the sound of Han Xiaotu sneezing.

Opening his eyes, Nangong Zeye found that Han Xiaotu had sat up and was covering his nose with the tissue beside the bed.

"Han Xiaotu, do you have a cold?"

The young master immediately sat up and looked at her with concern.

"Well--"

Han Xiaotu nodded sadly.

"Why do you get sick so easily recently? Isn't your resistance too weak?" Nangong Zeye touched Han Xiaotu's forehead subconsciously, "Fortunately, you don't have a fever."

"..." Han Xiaotu silently felt the temperature from the young master's palm, and his heart warmed.

"Don't go to class today, just rest at home."

"Ah? No need! No need to ask for leave!" Thinking that the end of the term is approaching and the final exam will be coming soon, Han Xiaotu doesn't want to miss the class again, and it will be miserable if he fails the exam. Big trouble! Ah Xie—”

Although Han Xiaotu tried her best to evade, her obviously uncomfortable cold symptoms betrayed her.

"Still being brave after all this?" Nangong Zeye frowned slightly, "Lie down for me, don't even think about going anywhere today."

Saying that, Nangong Zeye pulled Han Xiaotu down and let her lie back in bed.

"But--"

Han Xiaotu wanted to say something more, but was finally forced back by the young master's persistent eyes.

"Sleep for a while, good boy." The young master's gentle words and eyes made Han Xiaotu overwhelmed.

Forget it, since the young master was so persistent, Han Xiaotu had no choice but to feel dizzy, so not long after lying back under the covers, Han Xiaotu fell asleep in a daze.

After Han Xiaotu fell asleep, Nangong Zeye got up lightly. After washing up, he went downstairs to the kitchen himself.

At that time, the servant had already prepared breakfast, but it was some western-style toast bread. Thinking that Han Xiaotu had a cold, it was not suitable for him to eat these things, so he asked the kitchen to cook white porridge again.

"Sawano, why don't you come over for breakfast?"

Seeing Nangong Zeye running directly to the kitchen, Nangong Mingxuan, who was sitting at the table having breakfast and reading the newspaper, asked.

"Oh, here we come."

After giving orders to the kitchen, Nangong Sawano returned to the dining table in peace.

"Where is Han Xiaotu, why didn't you see her? Are you up yet? Don't you guys still have class today?" Nangong Mingxuan asked.

"School is on holiday today. No classes."

Naturally, in order to stay and take care of the sick Han Xiaotu, Nangong Zeye lied.Because if it was said directly that Han Xiaotu had a cold, Nangong Mingxuan would definitely not agree with him skipping class.So simply say that there is no class today, and it's done.

"That's right." Nangong Mingxuan paused, "That's just right, you can go to the company with me today, there is just a training for newcomers today, you should also go and have a look, you are going to take over the company sooner or later, and you should learn now gone."

"Ah?" Nangong Zeye only wanted to stay at home with Han Xiaotu, and immediately showed a embarrassed expression, "Dad, I have something to do today, why don't I go to the company another day."

"what's up?"

"Um... a friend of mine got into a car accident yesterday and injured his leg. I'm going to see him today." Nangong Sawano made up.

"OK then."

Seeing that his father was not suspicious, Nangong Zeye felt relieved.