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Chapter 1667 The Spirit Boss Is Burning With Anxiety 8
Lingyin ate the yellow peaches he fed with excitement, and the two of them huddled together on the sofa. It was a horror movie.

Lingyin asked Huahua if she was afraid, and Huahua beat him with a pillow: "You underestimate me too much, I'm not screaming in fright like a woman, so that you can take the opportunity to show your big man's desire to protect."

Lingyin thought: That's really a pity.

"Do you see how soundly Maomao slept?" Maomao was lying next to the tea table, curled up there, happily dreaming.

Lingyin also glanced at it, and then asked Huahua, "Are you sleepy?"

"Not sleepy." Huahua said, and then asked: "Are you sleepy?"

"A bit."

"Then let's go to sleep, there is nothing to see."

……

But Lingyin couldn't sleep, as if she was sick, she just hugged Huahua.

He tried his best to restrain himself, and filled his mind with all kinds of unspeakable plots, so he became more and more insomnia and couldn't fall asleep at all.

Not only could he not fall asleep, but he was tossing and turning. Huahua woke up in the middle of the night and he was still tossing and turning.

"What are you doing, staying up all night?"

"Can't sleep."

"Didn't you say you were sleepy? Why can't you fall asleep?" Huahua turned on the bedside lamp and found that his face was flushed abnormally. She touched his forehead with her hand and cried out in surprise: "You have a fever."

"Shouldn't it be?" Lingyin muttered softly.

"Why not? Look at you, you've got a fever." Huahua got up from the bed. Luckily, he had prepared antipyretics. He hurried to get them, and poured water: "You must have run out in pajamas at night and got cold." , when I was riding, it was really cold.”

"I shouldn't have a fever."

Huahua grabbed the thermometer and said to him, "Open your mouth, let me see how high your temperature is."

A few minutes later, Huahua checked the thermometer: "He said he didn't have a fever, but the temperature has reached 39°C. Take antipyretics quickly."

Lingyin was surprised, did she really have a fever?

Lingyin obediently took the antipyretics under Huahua's supervision. Huahua looked at her and said, "Why don't you call a family doctor? Do you have a family doctor when you are usually sick?"

Lingyin pulled him to lie down: "Go to sleep quickly, don't make you catch a cold too."

"I asked if you had a family doctor."

"There should be some, forget it, I can bear it." Lingyin said, hugging Huahua with a strong posture.

Huahua didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "At this moment, do you still have something to think about?"

Lingyin was aggrieved: "I thought about it all night."

Huahua: "Why don't you burn to death?"

Lingyin didn't care, "Huahua, you love you."

His voice was not loud, but he spoke extremely beautifully. In Huahua's ears, these three words were entwined. The sick person really became a little hypocritical.

Huahua grabbed his restless hand: "I know, go to sleep."

"Do you love me?" Lingyin stroked his face, determined to find the answer.

Huahua ignored him.

"Hua Hua, do you love me?"

Huahua pushed his hand away: "Is this important? You should sleep peacefully now."

"Important, I want to hear it."

"I don't want to say it." Huahua said, turning off the lights.

Lingyin refused to give up: "You said you love me."

Huahua stared at him: "Crazy? You have the capital to show off your power with me because you are sick, right? You even reviewed with me at night, and now you are sick?"

"If you don't tell me, I won't sleep." Lingyin can be willful sometimes.

Huahua was speechless, "Are you really the Lingyin I know?"

Lingyin struggled with annoyance, "Say it quickly."

"I won't say it, how can you force someone in that kind of thing?" It's totally unreasonable, and he doesn't even know if he loves Lingyin or not!

Lingyin pinched Huahua's nose in the next second, causing Huahua to only use her mouth to breathe.

"What! What are you doing?"

"If you don't tell me, I won't let you breathe through your nose." Lingyin continued to threaten.

Huahua was completely defeated by him, "Lingyin, you are going too far."

"Are you going to tell me or not?" Lingyin's obsession was too deep.

Huahua raised the white flag with both hands: "Okay, okay, let me say, I love you, okay?"

Lingyin looked at Huahua, and there seemed to be stars flickering in the darkness: "Really?"

"You forced me to say it, but you don't know?"

Lingyin was a little confused, and soon he laughed: "Say it again."

"I love you, OK? Is it okay to say it twice, then I'll say it a few more times, I love you, I love you, I love..."

That night, Lingyin hugged Huahua and had a very beautiful dream.

The next morning, he was drenched and sweaty, but he didn't wake up from the dream. In the dream, he and Huahua got married, and Huahua hugged him and told him over and over again that Huahua loved Lingyin, Huahua only loved Lingyin... …

(End of this chapter)