Scenery depends on each other

Chapter 67 This Wisdom of Warmth
"What are you looking at?" She suddenly raised her head.

He didn't have time to look back, but she caught him straight.

He was taken aback.The fluctuation in his eyes disappeared almost immediately, and he put his hands in his pockets, "There is something dirty on your face."

"Where?" Jing Fan raised his hand and touched it.

"Not there. Here." Huo Jingcheng made a comparison on his face.

Jing Fan staggered twice but failed to touch it, but instead touched half of his face with his dirty hands like a little cat.

Huo Jingcheng was impatient, he simply reached out and grabbed her arm, pulling her up immediately.

Before she could react, he raised his hand to wipe off the dust on her face little by little.

From the cheeks to the corners of the lips...

Finally, her fingers touched her lips inadvertently. At that moment, as if an electric current passed through her, she took a tight breath, and the man's fingertips paused.

Both of them remembered the kiss last night at the same time.

Looking at each other, the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous.

Jing Fan couldn't stand it anymore, his heart was about to jump out of his chest.She felt that she should say something to break the atmosphere, otherwise, she would faint from suffocation.

Just when he was about to speak, the man in front of him suddenly let out a low hum, his brows furrowed in pain.

"Huo Jingcheng, are you alright?" Jing Fan's heart suddenly froze.

"I'm going to get the medicine." He clutched his colic chest, leaning on the wall with the other hand, and walked out of the kitchen.

Looking at the back, Jing Fan immediately turned around and washed his hands.

The two times she came here, both caught up with his seizures.However, the time between these two times was not long.

Therefore, his condition must be very serious.

Thinking of this, Jing Fan's heart twisted into a ball.She poured the water neatly and followed quickly.

"Sit down on the sofa, and I'll get you some medicine."

Huo Jingcheng didn't try to be brave, and sat down on the sofa leaning back.

Jing Fan ran upstairs to the study, and came down after a while.His forehead was covered with cold sweat from the pain, his face was bloodless, and his eyes were tightly closed.

Looking at that look, Jing Fan wished he could feel the pain for him.She half-kneeled on the sofa, holding a glass of water, and patted his shoulder lightly, "Take your medicine first."

In my ears, the gentle voice of a woman is like catkins in spring.She went around behind him with one hand, supported the back of his head, and put the medicine and water into his lips.

Huo Jingcheng smelled that familiar fragrance, felt her tenderness, and he was inexplicably greedy.

Over the years, in foreign countries, every time he got sick, he suffered alone.

It turns out that there is someone by your side, which is what it feels like...

With his thoughts shaking, he suddenly opened his arms and embraced her soft body.

Jing Fan was startled.

The cup in his hand almost lost his grip and fell on the sofa.

"Huo... Huo Jingcheng..." She called him tentatively.

He didn't move.

Jing Fan moved a bit, about to put the quilt on the tea table, but he was hugged even tighter suddenly.

"Don't move...let me give you a hug..." he said, his voice was hoarse, and it sounded a bit coquettish.

No matter how hateful he was or how he bullied him, at this moment, Jing Fan only felt that his heart was softening.

Xiao Chengzi really resembles him.

Every time when it hurts, he will act like a baby to her and let her hug her.

Thinking of the child, and looking at the boyish man in front of him at the moment, Jing Fan felt sore, painful and unbearable.

She didn't make any big moves, but quietly put the water glass on the ground.Then, her hands lightly landed on his waist, nervously tugging at the home clothes on his body.

(End of this chapter)