Host, You're Targeted

The next morning, sumiyan sadly found himself with a fever.

What's more tragic is that because of the sudden heavy rain, the new year's Cup activity has been temporarily delayed, and normal classes are required.

When Luo Yibei got up, he sat on the stairs and called Su Muyang. After a few calls, he didn't respond. Then he stretched out his hand to pull his quilt.

When Luo Yibei reaches out his hand, Su Muyang suddenly turns over and his hot face just sticks to Luo Yibei's arm.

This time, Luo Yibei noticed that Su Muyang's face was full of sweat, and his hair in front of his forehead was dripping wet. From behind his ears to his neck, he was covered with sweat.

His face was still morbid red.

Now, the muscle strain is still not good, it began to have a fever.

"Sumiyan? Sumiyan

When Luo Yibei called him, Lin Ji, who was vaguely trying to rely on Chuang, woke up. Lin Ji took a look at the time on his mobile phone and sat up to stretch.

Opposite sitting at the head of sumuyang bed Luo Yibei attracted his attention.

Lin Ji rubbed his eyes, "brother Luo, what's the matter?"

Luo Yibei took back his hand to lift sumuyang's quilt and went to probe sumuyang's forehead. The temperature was even more amazing than expected.

He did not lift his head, pulled several paper towels from the head of the bed to wipe Su Muyang's sweat.

"He has a fever. Go and wash yourself first! I'll go later. "

Lin Ji immediately wake up and quickly climb down the stairs and rush into the bathroom.

When he came out again, he found that Luo Yibei had stripped Sumu completely.

Lin Ji said

"Rogo! You... "

Luo Yibei put on a clean short sleeve for Su Muyang, put him on his bed, covered his quilt, and put cold towel on his forehead.

Lin Ji felt that he had seen a ghost.

"You go to class first! I won't go. I'll ask the counselor for leave

Luo Yibei said, while removing the sheet and quilt cover of Su Muyang.

"I'll put it in the washing machine, and you'll have a look at sumiyan."

Luo Yibei took the dirty clothes and went out. Lin Ji looked at the open door and looked at Su Muyang who was lying on the bed of Luo Yibei.

For a moment, he felt as if he had a wonderful secret.

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it was noon when Su Muyang was awakened by the thunder.

There is no one in the dormitory.

He opened his eyes and gazed at the familiar ceiling for a moment, and then his consciousness gradually gathered in his dizzy head.

Peppermint and saponin mixed fragrance lingered in his nose, he is probably really burned confused, actually take a quilt to cover his head, want to let his whole body be immersed in that smell.

He almost greedily took two mouthfuls of the smell, which made him knead his waist and sat up.

When he saw the familiar stickers on the opposite wall, he realized that there was something wrong, but because he was so confused, he didn't remember for a moment what was wrong.

Suddenly, the door of the room was opened and he sat watching Luo Yibei come in.

Luo Yibei came in with a takeout and closed the door of the dormitory when he woke up.

"Come down to eat when you wake up."

Su Mu Yang watched helplessly as Luo Yibei went to the bed and put the takeout on the table. Then he looked up and looked at him with his hand holding the railing.

Su Muyang and he looked at each other for more than ten seconds before they realized that something was wrong.

His bed is not in this direction! And this seems to be Chuang from luoyibei? But where are the sheets and sheets on his bed? also! This dress on him is a size bigger than what he usually wears!

All the problems mixed together, the paste in his brain was not diluted, but more sticky, and the burning sumuyang almost fainted.

At the same time, Luo Yibei knocked down the railing, stood on the stool and looked at him, just as he was sitting on the bed.

Su Muyang didn't know that he was confused because of burning. He only knew that his eyes were wide open. Without the frivolous smile, his innocent and clean eyes looked very much like attracting people.

Luo Yibei's cold back of hand covered his forehead, tried the temperature, and kneaded on his head, then looked into his eyes gently.

"It's much better than in the morning. Get down to dinner soon."

Su Muyang muddled down the stairs into the bathroom to wash, standing in front of the mirror, he found that his clothes were not really his, it was Luo Yibei!

This cognition made him a little difficult to adapt for a while. He supported the platform of the sink with one hand and helped his forehead with the other.

The hot temperature on his forehead and dizzy brain made him realize that he was ill, but he vaguely remembered that it was Luo Yibei who changed his clothes for him.

If he guessed correctly, the missing quilt cover and sheet on his bed were removed and washed by Luo Yibei.Ten fingers do not touch the spring water of the rich second generation young master Luo Yibei, change his clothes and wash the sheets for him?!

This reality is too sick for Su Muyang to accept.

"Ah, ah, Max!"

Max: "what's up with the host?"

Su Muyang almost collapsed. "Is the degree of liking reached 100%

Max: "no, host, please keep trying."

Luo Yibei is knocking at the door, "sumuyang?"