God even has a crush on me

Chapter 312 Iceberg Fever
Walk down a long hallway and down the stairs.

Han Ning'er supported the wall with one hand and slowly went downstairs step by step.

After finally walking into the living room, she saw a familiar figure on the sofa. He was lying on the sofa and seemed to be asleep.

That fool!

Han Ning'er's heart almost jumped out. It was so cold in the living room. He was only wearing thin white pajamas. Wouldn't it be cold to sleep on the sofa?And he has a fever!
He walked over involuntarily, but because he didn't wear shoes on his feet, he hardly made any sound, and soon came to his side, squatting down weakly.

Han Ning'er hardly thought about it, stretched out a small hand that was not too warm, and gently covered his forehead.

It's really hot!
Han Ning'er was stunned for a few seconds, then quickly withdrew her hand, looked around, and finally her eyes fell on the towel under him.

The towel was being pressed by him, how to take it out?Why don't you go upstairs and get him a quilt and come down.

Thinking of this, Han Ning'er slowly stood up.

As he was about to turn around, his arm was suddenly grabbed by someone.

Han Ning'er's heart trembled fiercely, and before his body could resist, he was pulled down.

The world was spinning and spinning, and it took a while to stabilize.

"Ning'er..." Fang Chengjun hugged her, "My Ning'er, I'm sorry...I love you..."

The voice of self-blame, the tired tone, like a sharp sword, stabbed her heart fiercely.

Han Ning'er just sat quietly like this, heartbroken, and anonymous tears fell like this.

"Ning'er, I'm sorry..." Fang Chengjun continued to apologize.

Han Ning'er had no choice but to stay still and protested after a long time, "Let me go..."

Fang Chengjun still didn't let go of her, and lowered his voice a little, "Do you still love me?"

Han Ning'er was about to shout out, of course she loves him...

But...he is someone else's fiancé now, and may become someone else's husband at any time, but he didn't give her any explanation from the beginning to the end, and even drove her away.

Hehe... Han Ning'er smiled wryly, it was pointless.

"Let go of me." Han Ning'er only said three words, the answer was not what was asked, but it was her answer.

Fang Chengjun's body visibly trembled, and he gradually let go of her body, apologizing in a low voice: "I'm sorry."

When she evacuated safely, Fang Chengjun could no longer open his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Han Ning'er was in a hurry, she couldn't care less about breaking up and quarreling, she didn't care about love or not... She put her hand on his forehead, it was still hot.

There's no way to just sit back and watch... She can't just watch him suffer, she can't...

"Brother Cheng Jun..." Han Ning'er called out in a low voice. She hadn't called his name like this for a long time. When she called out, her heart ached.

Unfortunately, he was so burned that he didn't hear her cry at all.

"Brother Chengjun, I'll get you the quilt first, and I'll get you some medicine later. You have to lie here obediently, and you're not allowed to go anywhere."

After Han Ning'er finished telling her worriedly, she went upstairs.

After a while, Han Ning'er came down with a bundle of quilts in her arms. Her body was too petite, and her sight was completely covered by the quilt when she went down the stairs, and she wanted to walk slowly.

After finally returning to the living room, she quickly unfolded the quilt and covered him.

After covering him with the quilt, she went upstairs again and carried the medicine box down.

Han Ning'er took out all the antipyretics, then ran to the kitchen, poured a cup of hot water and came back. After the medicine was prescribed, she half knelt on the ground and reached out to push his shoulder.

"Brother Chengjun, get up."

The person lying down was unresponsive.

Han Ning'er pushed a few more times, "Get up quickly, don't sleep."

Fang Chengjun finally had some reaction, slowly opened his eyes, turned his head to look at her face, and said in an extremely low voice: "Ning'er..."

His voice was hoarse and his throat was dry.

Han Ning'er stared at his face, and said humbly, "Hurry up and take your medicine."

"Okay." Fang Chengjun sat up propped up, took the pill from her hand, swallowed it in one gulp, drank half a glass of boiled water at last, and lay back down again.

Han Ning'er looked at his face, and wanted to say a few more words of concern, but she couldn't say anything.

He didn't give her a chance to speak either, and fell asleep after lying down.

Han Ning'er knelt on the ground like this, quietly looking at his handsome face.

She hadn't noticed just now that his haggard face was no less haggard than hers.

"Idiot..." Han Ning'er cursed in a low voice, and looked around, but there was no one there.

Unable to bear it anymore, Han Ning'er secretly leaned down, kissed his face, and whispered, "I don't like how you look sick, get well soon."

Unfortunately, he couldn't hear it.

The world was completely quiet, and she reacted belatedly, her stomach seemed to be very hungry, and if she didn't eat something, she would definitely faint from hunger.

Let's go eat something first.

There was rice and porridge in the pot. She had no appetite for greasy food, so she finally ate a bowl of porridge to cope.

After eating the porridge, she went back to the living room, knelt beside him, and looked at his face quietly. It had been a long time since she had seen him like this. He was still so handsome, 360-degree handsome with no dead ends.

Asleep, he is like a child, not aloof at all, this way he is much closer, I really like the way he sleeps.

Thinking of this, she unconsciously raised the corner of her mouth, stretched out a finger, and gently stroked his face.

He used to be her...

He was hers, and she didn't want to let it go at all.

Can you...don't let go?

Han Ning'er's heart trembled fiercely, and she was taken aback by this thought, and soon calmed down, her eyes fell on his face again.

All the unwillingness finally turned into a sigh, and I didn't want to.

(End of this chapter)