Xiao Yi seemed to hear the girl's voice talking in her ear.
The voice is soft, like the melodious breeze, like the drifting white snow.
Opening her eyes slightly, Xiao Yi saw Jiang Qingyi and Zhao Yaxin sitting at the desk in the bedroom, talking quietly.
She couldn't hear clearly what they said, but she could see Bitch's mouth moving all the time. Qingyi listened sideways, occasionally frowning.
Opening her mouth, Xiao Yi felt that her throat was extremely dry.
"Water~"
He called softly.
Hearing this, the two women sitting at the desk turned their heads instantly.
Jiang Qingyi trotted over quickly, stretched out her hand to test the temperature on his forehead, and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the high fever had gone down a lot.
"Fortunately, the fever is gone."
After saying that, he hurriedly ran out and went to the kitchen to make pear juice for Xiao Yi to clear away heat and relieve fatigue.
Looking at Xiao Yi's sick appearance, Zhao Yaxin walked to the head of the bed and sat down, supporting Xiao Yi and leaning on the bed.
The high fever has indeed subsided, but Xiao Yi still feels that she has no strength all over her body. Her body is so soft that she can't even move her fingers.
The heavy rain outside the window has stopped.
It was coming out after the rain, and there was a moist smell in the air creeping into the bedroom through the window.
"How can a perfectly good person become sick just because he says he is sick?"
With a slight sigh, Zhao Yaxin placed her small hand on Xiao Yi's eyebrows and pressed it carefully. Xiao Yi did not say anything, feeling the important little hand resting on her eyebrows for a while before she said weakly.
"How did you come?"
"Why am I here?"
Zhao Yaxin snorted coldly and said in a complicated tone.
"I called Qingyi and found that something was wrong with her mood. I knew that something must have happened to you, otherwise she would not have shown such emotions, so I rushed over immediately. As expected, when I came over, I saw you looking like
Lying motionless on the bed like a dead man."
After a pause, it seemed that Bitch felt that her tone was a bit too much, so she softened a little.
"Are you trapped by love?"
"Otherwise, with your fearless temperament, how could you be so weak?"
With a sad smile, Xiao Yi said nothing and was speechless.
Looking at Xiao Yi's slightly pale face, Zhao Yaxin said seriously.
"Xiao Yi, I don't know which woman made you so decadent."
"But there is one thing I must tell you clearly."
"You can be sentimental or even indiscriminate, but I don't want you to make Qingyi sad."
"No one cares about your misbehavior outside, and Qingyi won't care, but you must throw away all other negative emotions when you return home. This small home is Qingyi's most important pure land. I don't want this house
Bring other unclean things inside.”
"do you know?"
"When I came here in the morning, I saw Qingyi lying on the bedside of your bed. Her eyes were bloodshot. She obviously hadn't closed her eyes all night. She felt sleepy, so she pinched her den with her nails for fear that she would fall asleep.
No one will take care of you when you wake up."
"I asked him to take a rest, but she was unwilling. She said she had to wait for you to wake up."
“…”
Just as he was talking, Jiang Qingyi came in with a bowl of pear juice, bitch shut up and stopped talking.
She stepped forward and took the bowl from Qingyi's hand and urged.
"Okay, Xiao Yi is already awake. You should go to sleep for a while and see how you look now."
Shaking her head, Jiang Qingyi didn't respond. She just brought another basin of warm water and wiped Xiao Yi's face carefully with a hot towel.
Looking at the haggard jade face in front of her, Xiao Yi forced a smile, held her little hand and whispered softly.
"I'm fine. You can go and rest for a while."
After being stunned for a while, Jiang Qingyi looked straight into his junior disciple's eyes for a long time before showing a smile and nodded in response.
"Okay~"
………
After drinking a bowl of pear juice, Xiao Yi felt that her stomach felt much warmer, and various jumping factors were tumbling in her stomach.
Then he looked at the scenery outside the window and was lost in thought.
Seeing his helpless look made Zhao Yaxin very worried. She no longer stimulated Xiao Yi with words, but put down the bowl and said softly.
"The sun is out, do you want to go out and bask in it?"
"Um."
After chanting, Xiao Yi struggled to stand up.
But he forgot one thing. He was sick last night and wore wet clothes. Naturally, Qingyi stripped him naked. Now he is still naked.
After taking a glance, Zhao Yaxin turned her head and spat secretly.
"I think your illness is not very serious!"
Xiao Yi is so hard to argue with.
After rustling for a while, Zhao Yaxin turned around and held his arm out of the house until she got dressed.
The heavy rain has stopped.
After a night of spring rain, the flowers look even more beautiful.
A gorgeous rainbow hangs on the sky after the rain, which can only be seen occasionally in the mountains like Tiger Hill.
A chair was moved out, Xiao Yi sat on it, while Zhao Yaxin took a broom and carefully cleaned the fallen leaves in front of the yard.
The atmosphere is very peaceful.
Faint light pours on the earth, making the space between heaven and earth fresh and clean.
The breeze blew by, causing the blue bells hanging on the old locust trees next to the flower beds to make a pleasant sound.
It was tied to it when Yun Qing left Suzhou.
He once told Xiao Yi that if he heard the sound of these wind chimes, it would mean that he missed him.
After cleaning up the fallen leaves, Zhao Yaxin stood under the locust tree, with a trace of confusion on her fair and delicate face that could be broken by a bullet. She was frowning thoughtfully at the moment, as if she was troubled by something.
The long and delicate fingers were inadvertently playing with the string of wind chimes, making crisp sounds one after another.
Biao Biao's dress is very simple today.
A blue windbreaker was unbuttoned, and the white sweater underneath was naturally exposed. It seemed that it was not tied up, and the plump and straight breasts could not be covered, but the snow-white sweater actually supported a graceful line.
The curves are soft and round, and the lower body is wearing a pair of slender, low-waisted cropped trousers. The uneven figure is clearly visible. No matter from which angle you look at it, it is filled with an unconventional hazy beauty.
Looking at this beautiful scene, Xiao Yi suddenly felt that things were not as bad as he imagined.
There is a saying by Zhao Yaxin that is very good.
No matter how misbehaving you are outside, you should not bring unnecessary emotions home and make the women at home worried.
It's just a net, it's just a woman.
Can you still allow yourself to be completely restrained?
Thinking of this, Xiao Yi's body suddenly surged with strength, and his sluggish eyes were filled with life again.
He waved at Zhao Yaxin and smiled.
"Yaxin, come here."
(Chapter 2, to be continued.)
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