Tang Ruochen was stunned at first. He didn't care about him when he was ill. He thought, must LAN Weiwei be so heartless today?

However, such emotion only flashed on his face. He just answered faintly: "OK, I know, good night."

When I left, Tang Xiaoxuan didn't forget to shout, "Dad, I pushed the medicine box under the sofa!"

"Dad knows. Have a rest early."

When LAN Weiwei saw Tang Ruochen go out of the bedroom, she felt sorry for a moment. At least she was also someone else's wife. Now he was ill, and she went to the child's bedroom to play games. So LAN Weiwei said to Tang Xiaoxuan, "Xiaoxuan, my father is ill, and my mother went to find some medicine for him."

Tang Xiaoxuan nodded: "well, good night, mom."

"Are you going to sleep first?" Lan Wei touched Tang Xiaoxuan's forehead. She didn't see enough and kissed again and again.

Tang Xiaoxuan looked up and said, "because every time my father calls my mother away, my mother won't come to sleep with Xiaoxuan."

"But dad is ill today."

Tang Xiaoxuan got into the quilt, "so Xiaoxuan sleeps alone today."

"What a good son of my mother. Kiss again."

Tang Xiaoxuan looked up and kissed LAN Weiwei on his face. LAN Weiwei helped him straighten his quilt, so he could leave at ease.

When Tang Ruochen was alone in his bedroom and staring out of the window, LAN Weiwei came in with a cup of hot water and an antipyretic: "why do you have a fever? I saw you were fine just now."

Tang Ruochen saw her put the water cup next to him and smiled. He held her in his arms. Before he opened his mouth, he was touched by LAN Weiwei on his chest. He only heard her suspicious way: "it's not hot."

As soon as the voice fell, Tang Ruochen was afraid that he would be found by LAN Weiwei. He quickly released her, pretending to be calm and said, "maybe he wore too little."

"Little?" Lan Wei looked suspiciously at his pajamas.

Tang Ruochen took a sip of water and didn't react to drink the medicine. LAN Weiwei had handed him the antipyretic medicine: "drink the medicine quickly."

In fact, he didn't have a fever... LAN Weiwei wouldn't have come to accompany him if he hadn't pretended to be ill, so Tang Ruochen bit his teeth, swallowed the antipyretic medicine and hugged LAN Weiwei: "are you still going?"

Lan Wei looked at him angrily: "you're not as good as Xiaoxuan! Xiaoxuan said that his father was ill and he wanted to sleep alone."

Tang Ruochen smelled the speech and just kissed her gently on her forehead: "I'm sick today. Let me sleep with you, okay?"

"Then be honest," Lan Wei stressed.

"OK."

After a while, LAN Weiwei pushed him away again: "no... you have a fever now and will infect me. In case I infect Xiaoxuan again... Xiaoxuan will be ill."

"Wei Wei..." Tang Ruochen held her in his arms in time: "I... I'm not caused by a cold. I shouldn't be infected."

"Is it serious?" Lan Wei asked with concern.

Then she was ready to touch Tang Ruochen's forehead. Tang Ruochen held her hand: "it's not serious."

However, LAN Weiwei didn't notice that he had a cold and fever at all, but... His temperature is really high now. Of course... That part is also very hot. For a moment, he can't tell whether he has a high fever or something else.

After a while, even Lan Wei didn't remember how she was pressed by him. She just couldn't help letting him kiss... Every corner of her body, "Tang Ruochen... Are you really ill?"

"False."

Blue Wei Wei breathed hurriedly and said, "how dare you lie to me..."

Before the words fell, Tang Ruochen kissed his lips, and his brain became blank. For a long time, he only heard him lie on his body and say, "it's not an example."

LAN Weiwei reacted and didn't know whether to be moved or angry: "then you just drank antipyretic!"

"Then sleep with me tomorrow, and I won't have to drink antipyretic."

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