The Coercion of Scum

In fact, I don't know what exactly the squeeze between Jasmine and I means before, I don't know at all. Maybe the true meaning of both parties has not arrived, but let's put on a concerned expression first.

"Ah, my dear, how do you become so sick, I feel so heartbroken."

After I said it, I regretted it. What kind of tone is this too contrived!

"It's okay kiss!

Jasmine also tried to respond with a hypocritical tone. However, she bit her tongue halfway through, and then she let out a soft whine, holding her face in a very embarrassing look.

Chapter 145 The Feelings of the Girl's Boudoir

In Sunflower’s eyes, this kind of big mistake became too sick. She quickly ran over, shaking her light and fluttering ponytail, and knelt down on one knee directly beside Jasmine’s bed, helping her to return to the bed. lie down.

"Jasmine, you have to be careful, how can you not cherish your body so much, you can't even speak clearly."

"I'm fine."

Jasmine's face burned even more red, and her moist eyes looked at the sunflower with tenderness, her voice trembling more and more weakly, "How can it be okay? I'll get you a cup of hot water."

Ok

Sunflower stood up, turned around and told me:

"I'm going to pour a glass of water, classmate Zhu will take care of Jasmine."

"Huh?! Oh, I will."

"Then please."

Sunflower patted me on the shoulder, her smile was naughty and cunning, and then she walked out of the room.

Click.

The door closed, and the room became a dark space.

Jasmine and I looked pretty, and the atmosphere became a bit awkward.

"Is your illness okay?"

Obviously a couple, it seems that we don't have any topics to talk about, so I ended up getting around to the universal topic. "It's okay."

Jasmine covered half of her face with the quilt and nodded slightly.

"What's the fever?

"It's 38 degrees 5 in the morning."

"Isn't this serious? It's time to go to the hospital!?

"It's okay

"Oh

Next, we were speechless.

Jasmine's face actually worries me, and I don't know if it's caused by the fever. Her slightly exposed cheeks have turned red, and her chest has been panting, making the quilt fluctuate like a balloon that is constantly blowing and deflating.

I always feel that she is a little distressed by her current weakness, so I averted my sight and turned to look at this room. Until now, I have the feeling of "this is a girl's boudoir".

On the desk are various books, cosmetic boxes, magazines, and a laptop with a lid. The curtains are also girlish pink, and the surface of the wardrobe next to it is decorated with pink stars. There is a pot of daffodils in the corner of the table, which exudes a very nice fragrance.

If you look to the side, it is a cabinet dedicated to placing dolls, with various dolls placed on it.

She was really a young girl, and she didn't expect that cold Jasmine had such a side.

I sighed and looked aside curiously.

There was something silver hanging down from the desk with a flash of light. I walked over and grabbed the thing and took a look at it. It was a finely crafted pendant with an outer layer made of mithril. After opening it, there was a photo of a photo of a photo. Jasmine and sunflower were photographed a long time ago, and the faces of both of them were full of greenness at that time.

"You were pretty cute back then.

I held the pendant and muttered, only then did Jasmine notice that I was visiting her room randomly and exclaimed. "Return it to me if it doesn't work

"Hey, hey, don't get excited!"

Seeing her struggling to get off the bed, I was so frightened that I quickly put down the pendant and rushed to support her. It seemed that Jasmine, who was hugged by my shoulders, fell directly into my arms because of the loss of strength.

So soft body.

I suddenly froze.

Whirr

But I immediately noticed that her breathing was more promiscuous than before, and her body was so hot.

I was shocked and quickly helped her put her back on the bed.

"Really, you actually burned so badly, don't move it."

A layer of sweat oozes from her white forehead, and her chest rises and falls violently. It seems that she has no strength, so she ignores me at all.

What should I do? Will the commotion just make Jasmine's body worse?

Wouldn't it be better to say that she is not very strong? Why is it so weak in the face of illness? What kind of ghost setting is this? Of course it is useless to complain in my heart, I have to do something.

What should I do? Jasmine was sweating constantly because of her high fever, and she was groaning in pain. What should I do.

Yes, yes, flower kiss therapy, isn't it in the comics that the heroine is sick and the hero can transfer the virus to him if she kisses her?

Just when I was about to stand up and kiss Jasmine's flushed face, I hesitated again.

No, no, so I won’t get sick? It's no good at all. She won't thank me anyway. The most important thing is that this therapy has no scientific basis. Maybe the last two people will get sick.

What to do with Emmm is so entangled.

"Ok

Jasmine whimpered softly again.

"Jasmine, what's the matter, does the head hurt?"

"Well, that's it, of course it's uncomfortable, eh... I'm weak

She seemed to be a little unconscious, and she was muttering unspoken words, but she finally replied weakly to me.

But I can't understand it like this. It's better to say that you are so reluctant to pretend to sleep when we come in at first.

I helplessly stroked my forehead back and forth, thinking about what to do.