90s good wife

Chapter 484 You Are Not My Type

Is it Xiao Fan? !

Song Wanwan had a good impression of Xiao Fan, and instantly let go of her vigilance.

Thinking that Xiao Fan's room is next door, could it be her cough that woke him up?
Song Wanwan couldn't help blushing, this...

This is really embarrassing, actually inadvertently disturbing people's dreams.

"Oh, yes...cough cough, Mr. Xiao...cough cough, it's okay, I'm fine, cough cough cough cough, I just caught a cold..." Song Wanwan blocked her nose with a handkerchief.

Touching his forehead, he didn't feel hot, but his head was a little dizzy.

Xiao Fan frowned: "Your cough is very serious, it must be a bad cold, is there hot water in the room, if you can get up and pour yourself a cup of hot water, you can drink some hot water to relieve it, and when the clinic opens tomorrow, then Go and prescribe medicine."

Song Wanwan sat up and looked around: "Uh, the waiter didn't seem to bring me a thermos just now..."

In fact, the waiters don't give every guest a warm bottle. They only give hot water when the guest asks for it, and sometimes they need to pay for the hot water.

Because Xiao Fan and Song Wanwan were brought here by the head of the township Zhang, the waiter didn't care to ask them to collect the hot water bill in private.

Xiao Fan, who was standing at the door, was awkwardly silent for a second, and then said softly, "I have hot water in my room, wait a minute, I'll bring it to you."

Song Wanwan responded, blushing slightly, got up and opened the door for him.

Her lips were dry, her throat was sore and she really needed to drink water.

Within half a minute, Xiao Fan came to Song Wanwan's room with a thermos bottle and a large enamel tea mug.

"Go and lie down on the bed. If you sweat under the quilt, it will feel better." Xiao Fan saw that Song Wanwan was wearing a white silk pajamas, her plump body was showing curves under the flowing fabric, he looked away, The tips of the ears are slightly red.

Song Wanwan's burning head was a little dazed, and she didn't notice Xiao Fan's expression at all, so she quickly returned to the bed and lay down obediently.

Xiao Fan sent a cup of warm and slightly scalding plain water: "Drink slowly..."

Xiao Fan supported her shoulders and sat up. When he touched her, he was startled: "You have a fever..."

Xiao Fan stretched out his hand, and her forehead was astonishingly hot.

Under the dim light, Song Wanwan's eyes were bright red and misty: "Cough cough, no, cough, I touched it myself..."

Maybe it was because of her illness, Song Wanwan's tone sounded different from the daytime at the moment, with a bit of girlish coquettishness.

Xiao Fan took care of her and leaned on the bed halfway, tucking the corner of the quilt for her: "You are a patient who can't touch it. Your body is hot. Could it be that your hands are hot?"

Facing Song Wanwan's obedient baby-like expression, Xiao Fan couldn't help but smile slightly: "I'll get you some warm water, besides sweating, you also need to cool down."

Song Wanwan sat up and tugged at his sleeve: "Ahem, no, don't bother...cough, call my driver...cough cough..."

Xiao Fan sighed: "Are you worried about me? Afraid that I will take advantage of you?"

Song Wanwan shook her head hurriedly, she was afraid to trouble him, after all they were not relatives, Xiao Fan taught her about pearl cultivation for a day today, so she can barely be regarded as half of her teacher, how dare she let Xiao Fan take care of her late at night Woolen cloth.

"I'm afraid to trouble you, ahem..."

Hearing this, Xiao Fan's smile widened: "Don't worry, I will never have any unreasonable thoughts on you, you are not my type, and, if you listen carefully, your driver's snoring..."

Song Wanwan let go of her hand in embarrassment: "Ahem, it's so loud..."

(End of this chapter)