Su Xiaohe found suspicious and ambiguous red marks on Sister Qin Sang's neck.
She observed it for a long time and decided to synchronize this matter with Liao Tingting.
Su Xiaohe: [Sister Qin Sang has strawberries on her neck!]
Liao Tingting: [Oh, didn’t you say you saw it last time? 】
Su Xiaohe: [It was not the case last time. Later, I heard from Sister Qin Sang that there were bugs in the house and she was bitten several times. This time it is different!]
Su Xiaohe: [This time it’s really a strawberry! And, let me tell you, there are more than one!]
Su Xiaohe: [Go and see if Brother Mo Sen has it! 】
Liao Tingting: [Brother Mo Sen is on holiday today. He has a cold and doesn’t feel very well, so he didn’t come to the company! 】
Su Xiaohe: [Color/emoji Sister Qin Sang just had a strawberry on her neck, and Brother Mo Sen was not feeling well, so what earth-shattering thing happened to them last night...]
Liao Tingting: [I am rushing to Brother Mo Sen’s house now. Sister Qin Sang is in the company? When will her work end today? 】
Su Xiaohe:【I am free in the afternoon!!!】
...
Mo Sen had a cold and a fever that reached 39 degrees Celsius.
The whole person was nestled in a dark gray eiderdown quilt, with only his head exposed.
However, he refused to take medicine and could not go to the hospital. He was so feverish that he began to babble. He just refused to compromise.
Liao Tingting glanced at the temperature displayed by the ear thermometer and sighed: "Brother Moson, if you continue to burn it, you will develop encephalitis!"
You have such a pretty face, but you can’t burn out your brain!
Mo Sen frowned, turned over, and ignored him.
The agent called Sister Heng, and Liao Tingting went out to pick her up.
"How's it going?"
"If you don't take medicine, don't go to the hospital, and ignore people, Sister Heng, I have no choice but to let Sister Qin Sang come!"
What is the current situation? Liao Tingting and Su Xiaohe both thought that the Sangpa CP was real, while Sister Heng and Sister Xia both knew that the pair of CPs were real to the outside world, but in fact they have nothing to do with each other!
But the fact is, the two of them are really in love!
So naturally Sister Heng would not think of asking Qin Sang to take care of Mo Sen!
"Okay, I understand, you stay over there for now, I'll think of a solution!"
Sister Heng hung up the phone and walked into the office.
When she saw Qin Sang and Zhang Xia were there, she shook her head and sighed, "Our big star is sick. He refuses to take medicine and won't go to the hospital. I really can't do anything for him!"
Zhang Xia: "Why did he catch a cold? I see that he exercises regularly and his physical fitness is quite good!"
"I don't know. He sent me a message this morning saying he wasn't feeling well and asked me to rearrange my schedule!"
"But now that spring and summer are changing, there are quite a lot of flus during this season, so it's easy to catch a cold!"
"Right, Qin Sang."
Qin Sang, who was sitting aside and reading the script, raised his head and looked at Zhang Xia calmly: "What's wrong?"
"Aren't you fine this afternoon?"
Qin Sang nodded.
"Then go and see Mo Sen. You guys have been closely watched by the paparazzi recently. It's just time for them to report some information. I'm interested in a jewelry endorsement. There are two strong competitors! We need to keep the popularity here.
"
Qin Sang didn't think too much and nodded: "Okay."
She acted so naturally that the two big managers didn't notice anything was wrong.
It seems like she is really just cooperating with the company's arrangements!
Mo Sen's house is very big, and this is Qin Sang's first time here.
A large flat floor of more than 300 square meters is located in the most expensive area of Lucheng. The owners here basically start with a net worth of hundreds of millions!
When Liao Tingting saw Qin Sang coming, she was so moved that she almost cried: "Sister Qin Sang, you are finally here! Go and see Brother Mo Sen, I'm really afraid that he will burn you!"
Qin Sang smiled and reassured: "Okay, don't worry!"
Qin Sang opened the door and saw an oversized bed. Mo Sen was lying on it, covered tightly by the quilt, with only his head exposed.
Both cheeks were flushed due to the high fever, and her hair lay softly on her forehead. She looked so well-behaved that people couldn't help but feel affection for her.
Qin Sang turned back to Liao Tingting and said, "Leave this place to me. You can go back and have a good rest!"
Liao Tingting was moved and nodded repeatedly: "Sister Qin Sang, thank you for your hard work!"
"You're welcome~~"
After Liao Tingting left, Qin Sang walked to the bedside table and picked up the ear thermometer. Then he supported the bed with one hand, lifted a little of the quilt with the other, and called him: "Mo Sen?"
"Mosen, let me take the temperature for you."
Mo Sen tilted his head and frowned, as if he was dissatisfied with being woken up.
Qin Sang first touched her forehead with her hand. It was quite hot. She saw that Liao Tingting had made a basin of cold water next to her and put an ice pack in it. She must have rejected it because there were no signs of use.
She rubbed his cheek, and then while he was turning sideways, she pointed the ear thermometer at the ear hole. There was a beep, and the display screen showed 38.6 degrees.
Qin Sang sighed and prepared to physically cool her down, but before she could leave the bed, she was suddenly grabbed by a hand that stretched out from the quilt.
"Don't leave, stay with me."
Qin Sang reassured: "If you don't leave, I'll put some ice towel on your forehead. It will make you feel better."
He didn't let go and muttered, "No."
"Moson."
Her voice seemed a little helpless.
The person on the bed was deadlocked for a while and finally let her go.
Qin Sang soaked a towel and wring it out, then wrapped an ice pack and placed it on his forehead. She whispered, "Don't move."
Then he boiled a pot of hot water, tore open the table but returned a lot of medicine and put it on the bedside table.
"Mo Sen, get up and take medicine."
The person on the bed closed his eyes, and when he heard the words, his light lips curved: "You just told me not to move."
Qin Sang was furious: "Then I ask you to move now, is that okay?"
Mo Sen opened his eyes and looked at her with wet eyes: "It's moving."
Qin Sangpi curled his lips with a smile: "Raise your head again!"
Mo Sen couldn't help but chuckle, his voice was hoarse and a little magnetic, it sounded so good!
"OK."
Qin Sang placed two pillows on his back, then watched him put the medicine into his mouth, and drank half the glass of water little by little.
"This medicine may make you a little drowsy. I think you will feel better if you take a nap."
She tucked the quilt in for him and said calmly.
Mo Sen looked at her and said, "You stay with me."
Qin Sang met his gaze, a little amused: "Have you forgotten how you caught a cold?"
After he finished speaking, the tips of his ears turned slightly red.
Because last night he refused to leave her place, and then he hugged her and kissed her, and then took eight cold showers in one night, which made him freeze to death.
He went out early in the morning and went back. Qin Sang didn't pay attention at the time. He didn't hear about it until he returned to the company.
"I'm not feeling well right now, I probably won't be able to."
Moreover, he was just worried that she would leave, and he just wanted to hold her.
Qin Sang crossed his arms and looked at him: "Really?"
His eyes were lowered, and his pale lips pursed into a straight line.
Qin Sang never imagined that one day that unruly, cold and cruel male star would be like this, always pretending to be pitiful and weak to win people's sympathy!
well.
Qin Sang compromised: "Well, I just came from outside. How about I take a shower and change clothes to sleep with you?"
The person on the bed immediately looked up at her, with a sly smile in his eyes, "You can wear whatever you want with the clothes in the cabinet!"
"knew."
Qin Sang simply rinsed it off, then found a set of his sportswear and put it on.
He didn't know what kind of laundry detergent he used. There was a very light pine scent on the clothes, which was a bit pleasant.
When I lifted the quilt and lay down, my body was still very hot, like a stove.
Qin Sang looked at him worriedly: "Are you really not going to the hospital?"
Mo Sen shook his head, hugged her and held her in his arms: "It's enough to hold you to sleep."
If it was winter, Qin Sang felt that it would be very comfortable, but in this weather, that might not be the case.
Fortunately, she was a little sleepy and fell asleep after a while.
When I woke up, the sky outside was sinking. A wall lamp was turned on in the bedroom, the light was dim, the curtains were not tightly drawn, and a bright moon quietly hung on the dark blue sky.
The moonlight is bright, with a layer of silvery brilliance, sneaking into a corner of the bedroom, and working independently with the dim light!
There was an arm across her waist. Qin Sang stayed in one position for too long, and her body was a little numb. She wanted to move, but she didn't expect to disturb the people behind her. She didn't wake up, but the arm holding her tightened.
.
Qin Sang moved gently and prepared to get out of bed, but the person behind him refused to let go.
She sighed and took advantage of the opportunity to feel his body temperature with her hands.
It seems to have dropped a bit.
The person behind her grunted, and his warm breath suddenly sprayed on her ears. Qin Sang called tentatively: "Mo Sen?"
"Well."
"Are you hungry? I'll order some porridge."
"Well."
Qin Sang moved, but couldn't move: "Relax, I'll get the phone."
He didn't know where he took out his mobile phone and put it in her hand: "Use mine."
Qin Sang: "..."
His mobile phone was the latest foreign model, all black and of excellent quality. Qin Sang pressed the on and off key, and the screen prompted him to enter a password.
She arched the person behind her and said, "Mosen, password."
"Your birthday."
Qin Sang thought he was talking nonsense, so he tried and failed, but he actually unlocked it.
She laughed: "When did you set it up?"
Mo Sen moved his head, and the fur rubbed against her neck, like a puppy. She felt itchy and wanted to hide, but he grabbed her back and held her in his arms. His breathing was rapid, and the outline of his facial features was reflected.
It becomes clearer and clearer in the darkness!
Qin Sang pointed her finger at his chest and reminded him in a very soft tone: "Brother, have you lost your memory? Have you forgotten how you caught a cold? Do you still want to continue to have a fever?"
Mohsen grabbed her restless hand and pressed it on the pillow.
Qin Sang asked three questions in a row, but failed to make the younger brother reflect. Instead, it seemed to exaggerate the already out-of-control atmosphere!
Only then did she realize something was wrong and cleared her throat: "Mo Sen, you are sick!"
"I know."
It's like lamenting, like babble, like yelling.
But his hands moved around her body uneasily.
Hold the zipper that she has pulled to the top, and slowly, little by little, pull it down.
His movements were extremely slow, as if he were in a tug-of-war to see who could surrender faster!
Damn it, who is this patient?
This is taking advantage of illness to commit murder!
Just when the zipper was about to be pulled all the way, Qin Sang held his hand.
Mo Sen also breathed a sigh of relief at this time.
He's about to explode!
[Author's digression]: This book is a bit of a free-spirited one!!!!
Read the next chapter early, I don’t know if it will be rejected!!!