Spread joy in the arms of the cold male god

Chapter 165 Do You Want To Sleep Together?
Song Xiaolin led Lu Jingyan to the room: "This is the guest room, you can sleep here tonight, the quilt and pillowcases are all clean, although no one has slept there, but I let my aunt wash them every week. "

He nodded, "Yes." After a pause, "Where do you sleep?"

"I..." She suddenly woke up and replied angrily, "I must be sleeping in the master bedroom."

"Oh." That tone seemed a bit disappointed.

But she didn't care about what he wanted to lose, and took out a set of dark gray men's pajamas from the cabinet, and put them neatly on the sofa next to the bed: "You can change this one tonight, new Yes, no one wore them."

Men's pajamas?

How could she have men's pajamas in her room?

Suddenly, Lu Jingyan's eyes darkened, "Whose?"

Just two words, but there is a strong sense of oppression.

Is he jealous?
He must be jealous, right?

Faintly, Song Xiaolin actually had a kind of pleasure like revenge, and secretly delighted.

But his sense of oppression was too strong, she didn't dare to be too arrogant, and could only answer truthfully: "My assistant bought the wrong one, and it has been kept in this cabinet."

Hearing this, he suddenly lost all his temper, and his mood was unexpectedly clear. He raised his eyebrows, and there was a little interest in his eyes, "Children, do you want to sleep together?"

Like teasing, like flirting... In short, extremely ambiguous.

She heard a sudden numbness at the tip of her heart, almost softened into a mess.

"shameless!"

Fearing that he would say something that was not shocking and endless, she ran out of the room after saying those three words, when he faintly heard a few low coughs behind her.

Finally, she couldn't help frowning her brows, looking preoccupied.

After that, Song Xiaolin rummaged through the kitchen, but couldn't find the ingredients he wanted.

Usually, Ji Yu cooks and brings meals.

She has never been in the habit of cooking.

Now the refrigerator is empty, but it is cleaner than her face.

At some point, Lu Jingyan had already quietly walked behind her, looked at her quietly for a while, and then asked in a low voice, "Child, do you want to cook?"

She was suddenly taken aback, and her tone was very displeased: "That's right, I'm hungry!"

Before he could reply, she went straight out of the kitchen, turned around and entered the room, took a few physics books and handed them to him, pretending to be indifferent: "I'm going downstairs to buy groceries, you can read books when you're bored. "

Looking at the few physics books in his hands, his calm brows slowly beamed with joy.

That joy is more amazing than the fisherman seeing the lighthouse in the sea of ​​fog.

It's a physics book.

His favorite physics book.

"Well, it's windy outside, wear thicker clothes, I'll wait for you."

"..." Hey, don't be so ambiguous, okay?

But after she left, he didn't read those physics books, but got up and went to the bathroom.

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Ten minutes later, Song Xiaolin came back with a bag in his hands.

Although it is not cold during the day, the temperature at night is very low.

After just going downstairs for a while, she was covered with chills.

But as soon as he entered the room, the coldness faded by half.

Lu Jingyan is not in the living room, maybe he is in the room.

She went straight into the kitchen and started cooking for the first time after returning to China.

Cooking polenta, stewing bone broth, sautéing spinach... the back and forth were too busy.

It wasn't until half an hour later that she finally came out of the kitchen sweating profusely from the heat, turned a corner and walked to the guest room. The door, try to make your tone sound really nonchalant: "Lu Jingyan, I cooked too much rice, I can barely share some with you."

But after waiting for a long time, there was still no response.

In the end, Song Xiaolin became a little anxious, and couldn't control it anymore. He pushed open the slightly closed door, walked in, and cursed: "Are you fucking deaf? I'm calling you..."

But all the voices in his throat suddenly stopped.

On the bed, Lu Jingyan changed out of the original black long windbreaker and white shirt, and put on the pajamas she gave him, but with his eyes slightly closed and his brows furrowed tightly, in this cold season, a rash appeared on his forehead. There was a little bean-like cold sweat, the color of her lips was frighteningly pale, and she was extremely sick and cold.

Like a broken and withered leaf, it loses its life.

There is something obviously wrong with him!

At that time, she couldn't care about anything anymore, they couldn't care about the five years of separation between them, she couldn't care about the hurt she had suffered, her mind went blank for a moment, she just felt a heart suddenly hanging in her throat Eyes, she was terrified, even her voice was trembling: "Lu Jingyan—"

But apart from his dull breathing, there was no response.

Song Xiaolin slowly stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the temperature of his body.

But when his fingertips finally touched his forehead, he withdrew his hand abruptly.

It's too hot.

He was very hot all over.

It's so hot that people are flustered.

Obviously the skin is cold, but the hotness is oozing from the bones.

"Lu Jingyan..."

Raging tears instantly filled her eyes.

At that moment, she finally removed all the disguise.

She was just the child who was always five years younger than him, and the child who wanted to escape when encountering difficulties.

Unfortunately, growing up from a child to an adult is destined to be full of thorns and pain.

Song Xiaolin gave Lu Jingyan a few antipyretic stickers.

Fortunately, I have some antipyretics at home.

She got up and poured a cup of hot water, which was smoking.

But how should I feed him medicine?
"Lu Jingyan, wake up." She softened her voice and whispered in his ear.

He frowned slightly, but did not open his eyes.

She reached out to feel the temperature on his forehead, it was still hot.

Xu Shi was really anxious, tears came again.

"Child, why are you crying?" The voice was low and hoarse.

When he heard his voice, Song Xiaolin was taken aback for a moment, and then wept with joy: "Lu Jingyan, are you awake? How do you feel? Is your whole body very hot? Will you feel uncomfortable?"

After chattering and asking a bunch of questions, she finally remembered the business: "Don't go to sleep, take the anti-fever medicine before going to bed, so that you can sleep more comfortably."

He didn't move, and said lazily, "You feed me."

On weekdays, facing his request, Song Xiaolin had to act arrogant and domineering, but tonight, she seemed to have lost her temper, but rather than losing her temper, it would be better to say that she had lost her temper. His interest in winning, she doesn't want to pretend anymore, she is really tired, at this moment she can only pretend to be him alone, she is very worried about him, almost going crazy.

"Well, I'll feed you."

After taking the antipyretic, the temperature on Lu Jingyan's body didn't seem so hot anymore.

(End of this chapter)