you are my little sweet pear

Chapter 22 Sick

Jiang Li was a bit full for this hot pot meal, to be precise, he was about to explode.

The male god kept adding vegetables to her bowl and kept feeding her.

And she, who had been looking at the beauty of the male god, ate everything without paying attention to what was in the bowl.

It wasn't until my stomach felt a little uncomfortable after eating that I finally realized it and stopped.

After eating, Lu Qiran ruthlessly threw the two classmates at the door of the hot pot restaurant.

He looked at Jiang Li and said softly, "Let's go home."

Although I know, what he said to go home is to go back to their respective homes.

But hear him say this.

Jiangli's still couldn't help her heart beat faster.

She blushed and sat in Lu Qiran's car, saying goodbye to Zhang Jian and Yao Lei.

"Uncle Zhang, senior Yao, goodbye."

A certain two men who were smiling and crying in their hearts also said politely: "Xu, goodbye."

I don't want to see you again!
It feels really uncomfortable to eat dog food.

I don't want to eat dog food anymore!

……

Lu Qiran said goodbye to Jiang Li in the elevator, and after returning home, he took a shower first.

After washing off the smell of hot pot, he sat at the desk and read the materials.

At around eleven o'clock in the evening, he was just about to go to bed when he received a call from Jiang Li.

On the phone, Jiang Li's voice was like a thread: "Lu... Qiran, come and save me, I'm about to die..."

"What's the matter with you? What happened?"

Lu Qiran's heart jumped in an instant.

"My stomach hurts... so uncomfortable..."

"Wait for me, I'll find you right away."

Lu Qiran didn't even have time to change his clothes, so he ran upstairs wearing home clothes and holding the phone key.

Probably to wait for him, the door of her house was opened a crack.

When Lu Qiran walked into the room, he saw a girl curled up on the sofa.

"What's wrong? Where is it uncomfortable?"

He walked up to her, reached out and touched her forehead lightly.

There was a thin layer of cold sweat on her forehead, but she didn't feel hot.

Jiang Li clutched her stomach, her small face wrinkled into a ball.

She said with some pain: "My stomach hurts so much, it's like being strangled by something, and I feel like vomiting...I feel like I'm going to die..."

She reached out and grabbed Lu Qiran's big hand. His hand was so warm and comfortable.

Lu Qiran looked at the little hand that was holding him tightly, and his tone became a little softer.

"You look like acute gastroenteritis, don't worry, I'll take you to the hospital."

"Am I going to have an operation? Will it hurt? Huh..."

Jiang Li was really about to cry now. She has been afraid of pain since she was a child, even afraid of injections, let alone surgery.

The girl's face was pale and pale, and there were tears in her eyes.

I could see my heart softened.

Lu Qiran leaned down slightly, and gently brushed the few strands of hair that were stuck to her forehead.

"There is no need for surgery, just need an infusion and you will be fine. Don't worry, I will always be by your side."

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and hugged her princess directly.

Jiang Li was stunned.

The male god hugged her!
And it's still such a girly princess hug!
If she wasn't sick now, she couldn't help but jump up on the spot, right?

But at this moment, she was really uncomfortable.

It can only nest in his chest like a kitten.

His body carried the scent of the shower gel he had just taken a shower, as well as the cold breath that belonged to him alone.

"You smell so good."

Jiang Li sniffed at his neck greedily.

(End of this chapter)