522. Chapter 522 The whereabouts of that person [8]
Waterfront Champs.
Guest room on the second floor of the villa.
On the pillow, Luo Xiaoqian slept extremely uneasily. She kept whispering chaotic words in her mouth, and her long eyebrows were wrinkled tightly.
Seeing the crystal tears in the corners of her eyes, Jiao Yang sighed, raised his hand and put the cigarette he was playing with between his fingers to his lips, carefully picked up a tissue, and wanted to wipe her sweat.
"Zimo..."
Before he could touch her, Luo Xiaoqian suddenly opened her eyes.
Jiao Yang took back the palm holding the tissue and asked, "Are you having a nightmare?"
Luo Xiaoqian looked at him with a confused look. After a moment, she came back to her senses and said, "You...why aren't you asleep yet?"
Jiao Yang raised his hand to take away the cigarette between his lips and smiled lightly, "There is a beautiful woman living at home. How can I sleep? So while you are sleeping, come and admire the sleeping beauty."
"Sorry for disturbing your rest." Luo Xiaoqian sat up slightly and reluctantly showed him a pale smile, "I'm fine, you can go to bed."
"You don't think I've been taking care of you here all afternoon, do you?" Jiao Yang smiled and handed her the cup on the table, "That's a beautiful thought. Let me tell you, it's always a woman who takes care of me and takes care of women. Then
This is not the character of my young master Jiao."
Luo Xiaoqian took the cup and took a sip of water to moisten her lips.
The water in the cup has a faint pear aroma.
Her eyes noticed the used cotton swabs in the ashtray on the table, and she moved slightly.
In fact, she didn't sleep deeply.
Her throat hurt all the time. In her sleep, she vaguely felt cool water moistening her chapped lips from time to time. There was a faint fragrance of pears in the water, and she thought she was burned out.
Now it seems that it was not a dream.
"Did you put pear juice in?"
"You don't like it?" Jiao Yang frowned slightly, "I just think it might be better for your throat. I'll change it for you."
"No need." Luo Xiaoqian held the cup tightly, "It tastes good."
"How do you feel now? Does your head still hurt? Are there any other discomforts, such as chest pain or chest tightness?"
Because he compromised with her and did not take her to the hospital, he was always worried about whether her lungs would be infected.
Luo Xiaoqian shook her head gently, "It's much better. It's getting late, so you should go to bed quickly."
"What? It's only nine o'clock, okay? If it were me before, my life has just begun." Jiao Yang raised his palm and gently covered her forehead, feeling a slightly wet palm.
Liang felt a little relieved, "Okay, in order to celebrate that someone's fever has gone away, Master Jiao, I decided to cook it myself and make a sumptuous dinner. There are two options, one, boil instant noodles in plain water, and two, boil instant noodles in plain water.
please choose!"
Luo Xiaoqian didn't smile, "I'm really not hungry."
Jiao Yang sighed in a voice like a chant, "Please, Luo Xiaoqian, can you have some humanity? You are a fairy and don't eat fireworks. I, a mortal, have to eat, so can't you cooperate?"
Luo Xiaoqian grabbed the quilt and said, "I'll do whatever you have at home."
"You'd better lie down obediently, wait a moment, you'll be fine soon!" Jiao Yang pressed her back on the pillow, "Can you give me a chance to practice taking care of women, so that in the future I really want to take care of others?
, you have some experience, right?"
Without giving her another chance to speak, Jiao Yang turned around and walked out.
After lying on the pillow for a day, Luo Xiaoqian could still lie down. She went down to the floor and put on the slippers he prepared for her. She walked into the bathroom, washed her face, and looked at the scabbed wounds and matted hair on her face in the mirror.