I'd love to live next door to you

The atmosphere stagnated for a few seconds.

Chen Qingtian hurriedly put his head into the quilt, but accidentally knocked on Han Jinglun's chest.

Han Jinglun chuckled.

Chen Qingtian shrank in the quilt, his face burning hot.

Han Jinglun's hand, which fell on her shoulder, moved up and pressed it on her forehead with a kind of intimate teasing: "it seems that she has a fever!"

Chen Qingtian's face was even hotter, his body was stiff and he dared not move.

Han Jinglun gently rubbed her hair, then opened the quilt and got off the bed.

Looking down at Chen Qingtian who has wrapped himself in a silkworm chrysalis, the corner of his eyes falls on the bedside table, charging his mobile phone.

That's Chen Qingtian's cell phone.

Last night, when he plugged in her mobile phone and charged it, he accidentally saw the suddenly lit screen with half of the battery bar.

He unconsciously hooked the corners of his lips, and the soft smile of his eyes was stained with helplessness.

But inexplicably, the bottom of my heart is still a little hidden pleasure.

After standing quietly for two minutes, he turned and went to the bathroom.

After washing, I left the bedroom.

Chen Qingtian still shrinks in the quilt, the upsurge on his face has faded, and a pair of black and bright eyes exude some cold in the dark.

She is Failed?

She has done her homework. Before Q sent her to get close to Han Jinglun, she told her more than once that men can't escape the temptation of beauty. As long as she looks beautiful and uses a little means, she won't worry about the other side's not getting hooked.

But how could he

Chen Qingtian is biting his lower lip. He is about to break it. He still can't think.

At this time, there was a shallow sound of footsteps at the door.

Feeling that Han Jinglun is getting closer and closer, her heart is a little confused.

In the moment when he leaned over, she held her breath subconsciously.

Han Jinglun looks at the little girl who hasn't changed her posture for such a long time. The smile on her lips is softer. He reaches across the quilt and pats her gently. His voice is tired and soft: "it's time to get up, silkworm baby."

Chen Qingtian only felt the "boom" in his mind, and was blown into a blank by the sentence "silkworm baby".

A hot face, this time is really red.

Chen Qingtian's heart was in a mess. She didn't know how to deal with him face to face at this time. She even had a sense of absurdity. It seemed that the next person was not her, but him.

After a few seconds of hesitation, Chen Qing replied stiffly, "Professor Han, I want to sleep a little longer."

Han Jinglun knows that the little girl is shy and rubs her eyebrows.

He seems to be a little scared.

He hurriedly scolded himself and got up. Wen said, "you just had a fever. You need to sleep a little longer, but don't sleep too long. Breakfast is on the table for you. Later, you can get up and take it. The medicine is on the table. Don't forget to take it."

"I'll go back to the lab first. If you don't feel well today, you can go to sleep after taking your medicine."

After the earnest admonition, it was sure that there was nothing missing. Han Jinglun took his coat and left the apartment.

Chen Qingtian hears the sound of closing the door outside, and then gets his head out of the quilt.

…

Han Jinglun walked all the way back to the lab and stopped at the convenience store.

By the time he got to the lab, Schelling was already working on the data.

Han Jinglun walked over and put a lollipop on his desk.

Then I tore one and put it in my mouth.

Xie Linmu gaped at her: "..."

Han Jinglun blinked slightly:

"taste it, isn't it sweet?"