My temporary husband, please kiss me slowly

"Do you think you are still young? You deserve to die when you sleep on the balcony in such a weather without a quilt!" Shi was so drunk that he wanted to swear.

When Lu Sui heard Shi Zui's voice, he opened his eyes and looked at her. There was no focus in his eyes. He seemed very confused: "Zui Zui?"

Did he dream?

Shi Zui sneered in his heart.

He must be ill and confused. He didn't find himself calling her name in Lu Sui's tone.

"Come in," she ordered coldly.

Lu rose with the struggle and followed behind her: "are you angry?" his voice was a little hoarse because he was having a fever.

No, he made her angry again. Often he didn't know what had happened, but Shi Zui was angry with him every time.

"Of course I'm angry. You'll have cold bacteria when you're sick. What will you do if you pass it on to me?" Shi Zui replied coldly.

Lu Sui thought there was nothing wrong with her words.

He didn't expect that he would catch a cold. He fell asleep on the balcony unconsciously yesterday. Perhaps it was because Shi was drunk in the house. He was very relieved. He slept very heavily and didn't cover the quilt.

It's strange that I don't catch a cold after blowing all night.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Lu Sui smiled.

"All right, lie down and I'll find you some antipyretic." Shi Zui said, rummaging through the boxes and cabinets, but he couldn't find where the medicine box was.

Lu Sui saw it, "I'll come."

He put everything. Shi zuizui is not a family woman.

Shi zuizui stepped aside and saw Lu's entourage take out the medicine box from the middle cabinet.

"The medicine chest is in this drawer, and the left drawer is for daily tools." Lu Sui looked back and saw Shi Zui's eyes straight, a little silly.

In fact, Shi Zui is a little inferior. As a woman, she is inferior to a man in everything. She can't cook or do housework. She can't even find her own things. She's really a failure.

If she is willing to admit that Lu Sui is a better man than her in any way, he will take a fancy to her. His eyes are really a little poor.

She silently took the medicine box, took the cold medicine and handed it to him: "eat it yourself."

He can take care of himself even if he is ill. She doesn't have to worry about it at all.

Lu Sui looked at the medicine and Shi Zui. He immediately became weak: "I have a fever and have no strength. I just want to sleep."

He then climbed into Shi's drunken bed.

Shi Zui smiled angrily as he added drama to himself.

She really wanted to throw the medicine in his face, but in the end, for the sake of his illness, she refrained from doing it.

She poured him a glass of boiled water and put the medicine on the bedside table: "give me medicine if you don't want to die. It's another matter if you want to die."

She said, turned and left.

Lu Sui stared at her back and wondered why the woman's heart was so cruel? He's a patient. Can she let him go a little?

When Shi was drunk and wanted to go out, he looked back. Lu Sui's pale face came into his eyes.

As soon as her heart tightened, she hurried away from her sight and left the house as fast as she could.

When she got on the bus, she calmed her excitement and couldn't help laughing at herself in her heart. What does she care about? She and Lu Sui broke up long ago. There was no need for her to panic just now. It was her home. It was not herself who wanted to flee.

The funny thing is that he is still playing the role he wants to play, but she herself is tangled aside. This is like a monologue. Her care and concern are only her own business. Lu Sui doesn't know it.