Yu Guanqun's eyes swept over her face and her body. She was wrapped in the shirt, which was fatally tempting. His shirt was close to her, as if she had melted into his body.
His breathing became rapid at that moment, and the atmosphere was so strangely ambiguous and sultry, but he suddenly said that she was dirty and that he could not touch her now even if he died.
His self-esteem and desire were at odds. In annoyance, he pulled off her pants rudely and hurriedly pulled the quilt to cover her, blocking his reverie and strangling his desire.
His nose felt abnormal, so he took a quick breath and quickly left the room, which seemed to be on fire.
Early in the morning, Yu Guanqun was woken up by the scalding temperature in his arms.
"Hmm... um..." A painful moan escaped slightly from Lan Cun'er's dry mouth, leaving Yu Guanqun in a hurry, not knowing how to relieve her pain.
"Wake up quickly and tell me where you feel uncomfortable?"
Touching her red face, the temperature was frightening. She had a fever. She had to be sent to the hospital. Let Xiaoyun take care of it before going.
"Xiaoyun, Xiaoyun," Yu Guanqun opened the door and called twice, then hurried back, picked her up and carried her into his arms, complaining: "I don't know what happened to you. You went to the hospital and thought you were going home."
Slowly realizing that he had said something unlucky, he kissed her face apologetically and gave a brief order: "Hold on, then go to the hospital."
Xiaoyun opened his foggy eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"
"She has a fever. Let's take her to the hospital. You should come with us. First, go and get some medicine to reduce her fever."
Xiaoyun took a fever-reducing patch and put it on Lan Cun'er's forehead. Yu Guanqun hugged her and ran to the hospital with her burning buttocks.
After struggling all morning, when it was almost noon, the fever had subsided, but the person was still awake. Yu Guanqun secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Xiaoyun, you can go back, I will take care of you here."
Xiaoyun nodded sleepily while fishing. Yu Guanqun couldn't bear it and asked her to go home.
Her throat was hoarse, dry and uncomfortable, and she couldn't breathe. Lan Cun'er woke up in pain when she opened her eyes, but the pain was still there.
"Cough, cough,..." She coughed worriedly, wheezing and unable to stop coughing.
Yu Guanqun, who was holding her hand and sleeping on the edge of the bed, woke up nervously, picked her up, gently touched her back, and asked softly: "What's wrong? Is there anything else that feels wrong? The doctor in this shabby hospital
Eighty percent of them are barefoot.”
"Cough, cough,..." The coughing that made her unable to breathe made her throat feel scratchy and her heart tightened, "Ah...chi..."
"Quickly...get me a tissue!" The snot flowed down unpreparedly.
Although her fever has gone away, her symptoms of a severe cold have not subsided.
Yu Guanqun pulled out a wad of paper towels and wiped them for her without being too dirty.
Didn't she say she was dirty? Even in her imagination, she knew how disgusting the snot was.
"I will do it myself."
"Don't move, feel uncomfortable. Don't kick the quilt when you feel uncomfortable." His gentle tone made her look back at him in surprise.
Meeting his focused eyes, Lan Cun'er was suddenly dazzled. His eyes were as soft as pool water, and his movements were as gentle as cotton gently wiping her face. She felt moved in her heart. Although her father loved her,
But she has never taken care of her so tenderly and nervously. It's not that her father is not nervous enough about her, but that she has a mother who is more gentle and caring.
"Cough, cough,..." The annoying and heart-wrenching cough continued, and Yu Guanqun cursed in a low voice: "What a lousy doctor, how do you treat people? I asked him to come."
I wanted to defend the wronged doctor, but I couldn't breathe. It would be better if he could always be so gentle, instead of pricking me like a hedgehog.
After two more intravenous drips, they finally left the hospital.
When he woke up in a haze, Yu Guanqun's hand immediately reached out and held her against the back of the bed. The pale white lips made him reach out his hand heartbrokenly and murmured: "Get well soon, she's so haggard and ugly."
.”
Is it logical that a sick person can still be beautiful?
"Come on, I'll let Xiaoyun make millet porridge."
Watching him gently blow on the steaming spoon to cool it down, the action was a bit stiff, but it was heart-warming.
"I will do it myself."
"No, just eat it!" He handed over the cold porridge.
Lan Cun'er just looked at him blankly, not believing whether she was sick or confused. Yesterday she was furious, but now she was so gentle that it seemed unreal.
Seeing that she was ungrateful, Yu Guanqun couldn't help but feel a little angry. He raised his voice and shouted: "Eat, there is no one at home. I just don't want to see you die. I'm very busy."
Just know that he is not sincere, so go ahead and do it if you are busy. Would I still starve to death without you?
She glanced at him weakly, a little angry, and grabbed the spoon, as if she would not be defeated by him. She ate it bite after bite. The still hot temperature made her tongue feel slightly hot, and she regained some consciousness.
"Let me come. If you get choked and burned, I won't have time to take you to the hospital."
The two of them seemed to be at odds. She ate quickly, and he became more and more anxious. He almost impulsively wanted to put it in the refrigerator to cool down.
After finishing eating like a fight, Lan Cun'er said angrily: "You still won't leave? Don't worry, Xiaoyun is still here, I can't run away."
"Oh, you, you are such a heartless thing!" Yu Guanqun was very angry. It was obvious that she was sick, but he was the most tired person.
"Xiaoyun doesn't have time either. No one has time to care about you. So, if you don't let others look down on you, you can get better on your own. You are really asking for trouble."
He whispered something, and rudely took the dishes and chopsticks and went out. He happened to meet Xiaoyun in the kitchen, and he yelled: "Get rid of all these things, I'm so annoying."
"Uh, okay."
Just when he turned around, his cell phone kept ringing again. His company was very busy recently, and he was also as busy as a top.
When I woke up in a haze, I heard a man yelling vaguely in my ears: "Manager Fan, how many times have I told you to just pass it by and don't bother me with this ignorant question."
"Go back to the company? I don't have time. I'll deal with it tomorrow. You can let someone else take care of it first."
Yu Guanqun's smooth fingers quickly operated the notebook, unaware that Lan Cun'er's dark eyes were looking at him with unfathomable eyes.
Didn't he say he was very busy? Why didn't he leave? Judging from the way he was focused, it seemed like he hadn't moved for a long time.
Then she squinted her eyes and pretended to be asleep, secretly glancing at his angular face. When he was silent, just looking at him made her breath subdued and taken away little by little. But——
The corners of Yu Guanqun's mouth curled up, and he stood up and walked towards her.
Lan Cun'er didn't have time to look back and close her eyes before he caught her spying on him.
"I...I want you to bring me a towel to wipe my sweat!" She hurriedly made an excuse, but it was really bad.
"I'll wipe it for you."
His hand gently caressed her face, and finally covered her already moist lips. She didn't understand that her blinking eyes were innocently seducing him, and he couldn't help but kiss her gently...