Dumb Please Take a Seat

  Chapter 356 How can people be so arrogant?

  The temperature rises and falls faster than the weather.

  He thought that after the high fever passed, Gong Jiuhan should be fine, but unexpectedly, the temperature suddenly dropped again.

   Tut.

  What kind of potion is this Jiang Fei researching to torture people like this?

   No time to think about it.

  Jun Gu lifted the quilt and got into bed as quickly as possible.

  Watching his movements, Gong Jiuhan looked at him with a frown, even though he was so cold that he couldn't help shivering and had no strength, he shrank back subconsciously:

"what you do?"

  However, the man grabbed her with his long arm and pulled her into his arms.

  With the other hand, he pulled the cover over the bed, and imprisoned him in his arms, wrapping him tightly.

  Gong Jiuhan felt that the relationship between Jun Gu and her at the moment was very strange, and if it was seen by others, it might not be limited to this word.

   She was a little distracted thinking, how did the two get along like this?

  Because it is summer, they are wearing minimalist T-shirts.

  Gong Jiuan could feel it, but after a while, the man's warm body temperature was slowly transmitted to her body through the thin fabric.

  It made her feel as if she was falling into the ocean, and a bit of warmth gradually appeared on her body.

  His low magnetic and mellow voice slowly came down from above her head, with a slight tremor of the chest against her cheek, making the tone a bit muffled.

   "Isn't it cold? Help you warm up."

  It felt that the cold was not so severe, but Gong Jiuhan was quite uncomfortable with this extremely intimate contact method. She struggled lightly, and suggested:

   "I remember there were extra quilts in the club."

   It doesn't necessarily have to be so close, using this method to keep her from being cold.

  However, Jun Gu put a little force on the five fingers of his hand resting on the back of her head, and the hand around her back also tightened.

   She had no strength and couldn't even struggle to use her fists.

  Gong Jiu heard the person holding him exhale slowly, and his chin rested lightly on her head, he said:

   "At this point in time, you want me to rummage through boxes and cabinets?"

   There was a chuckle in his throat, and he smiled at Yan Yan, his eyes were calm: "I'm not afraid that I will be accused of disturbing people's dreams."

  Hearing this, Gong Jiu was silent for a moment.

  Although she didn't know the exact time, she also knew that it was very late.

  The two of them were very close, Gong Jiuan curled his hands in front of him as soon as he came up, in order to avoid the touching of his chest to make him suspicious.

   opened a short distance.

   But it also made her breathe a sigh of relief.

  Breathing heavily, Gong Jiu didn't hesitate at all, but said: "I'm covered with ice, I'm afraid you will fall ill after I recover."

  The temperature of her body dropped, and her breath was a bit cool.

  The palm that landed on her head gently caressed, as if comforting a frightened little animal. The voice that reached Gong Jiu's dumb ears was also tinged with a slow tenderness:

   "Sleep."

  After the man in his arms came back to his senses, he never wanted to fall asleep.

  He let out a breath, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth where Gong Jiu couldn't see.

   Tsk, what a deceptive little guy.

   Yes, there was still a futon on the sofa outside the cubicle, but he didn't want to get it.

   For this kind of thing, being stupid once is enough.

  Jun Gu's intimacy made Gong Jiuhan no longer feel the coldness of the drop in body temperature, he just froze in place, his lips slightly faded.

   "I'm not a kid."

   It's rare for a young man to be a little more childish, which made Jun Gushun stop her broken-haired hands, and he smiled: "Of course I know."

  "Gu God's behavior makes me somewhat doubt the authenticity of this sentence."

   "What am I doing?"

   "..." Gong Jiu pursed his lips in silence.

  Jun Gu raised the corners of his lips, and shook the boy's head with his hand: "Huh?"

   But the person in his arms just didn't speak.

  He clicked his tongue, tightened his hand around the person, and his heart moved slightly.

   "Gong Jiu is silent."

   This seems to be the first time Gong Jiuhan heard his own name from Jun Gu.

  His voice was originally mellow and melodious, slow and pleasant, but when he chewed and spit out these three words, it was dyed with a different kind of whispering.

  Gong Jiu was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously responded.

"Um?"

  Hearing someone answering, Jun Gu rolled between his jaws, and the last thing he spit out was: "It's nothing, go to sleep."

"oh."

  The sick person is actually very obedient, and his voice is hoarse and rustling when he speaks back.

   Youyou breathed a sigh of relief, Jun Gu pressed against the young man's fine, fluffy hair, and closed his eyelids.

  It's still early, don't worry.

  In the room, in the passage of time, fell into endless silence.

  Gong Jiu's eyelids were lifted, and in front of her eyes was the man's pure-colored clothing, and there was a very mild smell that belonged to Jun Gu lingering at the tip of her nose.

  Those eyes with light-colored deep red eyes, except for the pain, are sober and profound.

  When Gong Jiuhan woke up the next day, Jiang Fei was already sitting by the bed.

  The needle that she pulled out yesterday was safely inserted into the back of her hand at this moment.

   Seeing someone wake up, Jiang Fei put down what he was holding: "Are you awake? How do you feel?"

   "Well, much better."

  Gong Jiu sat up silently, shook his head, his mind was clear, much more refreshed than yesterday.

  The blood in her eyes has also faded a lot, leaving only bits and pieces, which can't be seen unless you look closely.

"It seems that this potion can indeed relieve your condition," Jiang Fei nodded her chin, looked through the symptoms that Jun Gu wrote down when she came this morning, and breathed a sigh of relief: "But judging from this symptom, it There is still a risk of side effects."

  His eyebrows darkened: "I still have to go back and do the refining to reduce the degree of side effects."

   At present, it seems that this drug is indeed the best choice developed to fight the disease of Gong Jiuyin.

  But according to the situation Jun Gu gave him, the extent of the side effects of this drug on the body has not yet been determined, which means that there are still some unknown dangers hidden.

   "This is indeed much more interesting than those candies you gave me."

  At least now when she wakes up, her brain is lighter than ever.

  This is a level that chewing those candy tablets could not achieve before.

  Passing the water on the table to her, Jiang Fei said angrily, "Of course it's interesting. You have to carry it for two weeks. How can it be boring?"

  If he hadn't swallowed the whole tube, the serious situation that Jun Gu said last night would not have occurred.

  Gong Jiuhan was in good spirits, lowered his head and took a sip of water, holding the cup in his hand with the infusion tube tied, and scoffed:

   "Why do you look like a resentful woman? I am the one who suffers from taking medicine, not you."

  As soon as this remark came out, Jiang Fei's brows were almost raised: "How dare you say it? Who said yesterday that he would spare his life for us? Are you starting to speak out today?"

  The body temperature goes up and down repeatedly, which is the most debilitating willpower.

   It's also fortunate that this person got up this morning and was able to joke with him calmly. For a while, Jiang Fei really didn't know whether to say something heartless or not.

  He slapped the record on his hand angrily on his leg.

  Glanced at him lightly, Gong Jiu said unhurriedly: "Doctor Jiang, calm down."

  She scanned the room and asked, "Why are you the only one?"

   Laughing coldly in her throat, Jiang Fei leaned back in her chair: "You want to ask that guy Jun Gu, he went downstairs."

   "But when I mentioned him, I remembered something," Jiang Fei looked coldly at Gong Jiu on the bed, and asked shallowly, "Why don't you explain what's going on in this room?"

  He went to find Ouyang Na yesterday, and it was early in the morning when the two of them finished their work and went back, but he didn't fall asleep in the last few hours.

   I drove to the club just after dawn.

  When he arrived, the club was still deserted, and the door was still closed. After standing outside for a while, he called Jiang Xiying and asked someone to come and open the door for him before entering.

   It was also this morning when he went upstairs and saw Jun Gu coming out of the house, that he suddenly noticed something that he ignored yesterday because of his haste and anxiety.

  The furnishings in the house do not seem to belong to the same owner.

  He looked at the sink in the bathroom. The things on it belonged to two people, and the area was clearly divided by the owner.

   Not just this, but also some other details.

   For example, pairs of slippers, and extra bedding on the bed.

  Under Jiang Fei's gaze, Gong Jiuan held the water glass and took a small sip, with a calm expression:

   "Just take him in temporarily, his room is being remodeled."

   "What's the rectification for a good room?" Jiang Fei sneered: "Even if it is rectification, why did you choose your room?"

  The heart of this thief is clearly revealed.

   But he couldn't speak too bluntly to Gong Jiuhan.

  But Gong Jiuhan seemed to be particularly indifferent, and his delicate brows dyed with Jie Ye were all casual and indifferent:

   "This is not my place."

  She is a boarder, can the master drive her away if the master wants to live with her?

  Even if it is to catch up, there is no suitable identity to catch up.

   "I told you to live in an apartment at the beginning, but you just think it's troublesome to run around,"

  Jiang Fei thinks of his mood this morning, and it can only be described as being in shock:

   "It's good for you now, that trouble is saved, but this other trouble is coming without stopping. Ah dumb, don't forget who you are."

   "What identity?"

   Before Gong Jiuhan could answer his words, Jun Gu's deep and mellow voice came from the door, and the two looked at the same time. At some point, Jun Gu took a steaming bowl and stood in the cubicle.

   "It's nothing," Jiang Fei looked away: "Just curious, Gu Shen rectified the room, why other people can't live there, but they chose us here."

   Catching the eyes of the two, Jun Gu raised his foot and walked in.

   "In the whole club, I think Coach Gong is the most comfortable."

  Walking around the end of the bed, standing beside Jiang Fei, looking down at him: "Is this a reason?"

  Jun Gu raised the bowl in his hand.

  Your expression is calm, but it looks like it's time for you to step aside.

  Jiang Fei paused, his eyes fell on the bowl in his hand, he was silent for a moment, then got up, moved his buttocks and sat on the other side.

   Tsk, this **** feeding again.

  Unfortunately, the things are not in his hands, otherwise, how could this person be so arrogant?

  Satisfied, sat down on the bedside seat made by Jiang Fei, Jun Gu took a spoonful of breakfast, and put it by Gong Jiu's mouth.

   Unlike yesterday's lackluster look, Gong Jiu's condition improved a lot, and with strength in his body, he naturally reached out to take the spoon he put to his mouth.

   "I'll do it myself."

   This time, Jun Gu didn't say anything, and stopped.

  Today, what is in the bowl is white fungus and lotus seed porridge.

   She took a sip, and lightly rolled her eyes:

   "How's the situation outside?"

  (end of this chapter)