303. Chapter 303 The awkward and cute Boss Tang! 1
Thinking of this, An Jingxing reached out to hold Tang Qianrong's head and patted his cheek gently.
The sleeping man opened his eyes slightly, and there seemed to be water in his eyes, with a hazy light.
His handsome eyebrows were slightly furrowed, he glanced at the woman in front of him, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "What's wrong?"
"Go to bed and sleep. You seem to have a fever. I'm going to get some cold medicine from Auntie."
When they lived alone in the past, An Jingxing and Lei Aotian were very good at taking care of themselves. Even if they were sick occasionally, they would never let the other person know. Because she was afraid that the other person would worry, she almost never took care of Lei Aotian, and she didn't know what to do.
How to take care of a sick man.
For a moment, she was a little at a loss.
Tang Qianrong's breath was burning. She held his arm and helped him stand up from the sofa. However, although Tang Qianrong, who was over 1.8 meters tall, did not look fat, he still weighed a little over 75 kilograms.
And An Jingxing was not fat to begin with, but later he lost a lot of weight. He is 1.68 meters tall, and his left and right sides together weigh only 100 pounds. How can he support this man's body???
After finally walking a few steps crookedly, the body on her shoulders suddenly lost weight, pressing her towards the bed.
With a crunch, they both fell onto the bed together.
This fall seemed to make Tang Qianrong sober up. He shook his head, opened his eyes, and sat up from the bed, supporting his back with his hands.
He frowned and stood up: "Forget it, I'll go sleep on the sofa. I was just a little dizzy just now, nothing wrong."
Although An Jingxing was still a little repulsive and defensive towards this man, he was not a merciless person, especially seeing that his face was pale and his body was a little shaky.
She became even more unbearable. After all, she was someone who had helped her, so she was not that ungrateful.
Feeling that his arm was tightly grasped by a pair of small hands, Tang Qianrong was stunned for a moment. His body seemed to be alternating between hot and cold, which was really uncomfortable.
But for some reason, when these hands grasped his arms, he felt the soft warmth that was unique to women, and inexplicably felt that his physical discomfort seemed to have subsided a lot at this moment.
"Sleep on the bed. After all, it's because of me that you didn't take the car. After all, I am responsible for such a thing. Besides, you have helped me so many times before, so I should take care of you for one night."
An Jingxing's voice has the soft, waxy timbre unique to girls, but the words he speaks always make people hear a soft yet strong flavor.
Tang Qianrong remembered that the first time he noticed her, he was attracted by her voice and her deep-rooted character, so he couldn't help but smile and looked back at her.
It was very similar to the night when they first met. This night, they did not turn on the lights. Although it was raining, there was a small amount of light seeping in from behind the curtains.
He looked at her. That first night, he blindfolded her, allowing himself to miss such a pair of beautiful eyes as bright as stars.
It's like a black hole. As soon as you get close, you will be sucked in. No matter how hard you try, you can't break free or extricate yourself.
"Do you really want to take care of me? I have a bad temper when I am sick, and it will be very hard."
"Lie down. If you have a fever, you will feel dizzy if you stand for a long time."
Thinking of this, An Jingxing reached out to hold Tang Qianrong's head and patted his cheek gently.
The sleeping man opened his eyes slightly, and there seemed to be water in his eyes, with a hazy light.
His handsome eyebrows were slightly furrowed, he glanced at the woman in front of him, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "What's wrong?"
"Go to bed and sleep. You seem to have a fever. I'm going to get some cold medicine from Auntie."
When they lived alone in the past, An Jingxing and Lei Aotian were very good at taking care of themselves. Even if they were sick occasionally, they would never let the other person know. Because she was afraid that the other person would worry, she almost never took care of Lei Aotian, and she didn't know what to do.
How to take care of a sick man.
For a moment, she was a little at a loss.
Tang Qianrong's breath was burning. She held his arm and helped him stand up from the sofa. However, although Tang Qianrong, who was over 1.8 meters tall, did not look fat, he still weighed a little over 75 kilograms.
And An Jingxing was not fat to begin with, but later he lost a lot of weight. He is 1.68 meters tall, and his left and right sides together weigh only 100 pounds. How can he support this man's body???
After finally walking a few steps crookedly, the body on her shoulders suddenly lost weight, pressing her towards the bed.
With a crunch, they both fell onto the bed together.
This fall seemed to make Tang Qianrong sober up. He shook his head, opened his eyes, and sat up from the bed, supporting his back with his hands.
He frowned and stood up: "Forget it, I'll go sleep on the sofa. I was just a little dizzy just now, nothing wrong."
Although An Jingxing was still a little repulsive and defensive towards this man, he was not a merciless person, especially seeing that his face was pale and his body was a little shaky.
She became even more unbearable. After all, she was someone who had helped her, so she was not that ungrateful.
Feeling that his arm was tightly grasped by a pair of small hands, Tang Qianrong was stunned for a moment. His body seemed to be alternating between hot and cold, which was really uncomfortable.
But for some reason, when these hands grasped his arms, he felt the soft warmth that was unique to women, and inexplicably felt that his physical discomfort seemed to have subsided a lot at this moment.
"Sleep on the bed. After all, it's because of me that you didn't take the car. After all, I am responsible for such a thing. Besides, you have helped me so many times before, so I should take care of you for one night."
An Jingxing's voice has the soft, waxy timbre unique to girls, but the words he speaks always make people hear a soft yet strong flavor.
Tang Qianrong remembered that the first time he noticed her, he was attracted by her voice and her deep-rooted character, so he couldn't help but smile and looked back at her.
It was very similar to the night when they first met. This night, they did not turn on the lights. Although it was raining, there was a small amount of light seeping in from behind the curtains.
He looked at her. That first night, he blindfolded her, allowing himself to miss such a pair of beautiful eyes as bright as stars.
It's like a black hole. As soon as you get close, you will be sucked in. No matter how hard you try, you can't break free or extricate yourself.
"Do you really want to take care of me? I have a bad temper when I am sick, and it will be very hard."
"Lie down. If you have a fever, you will feel dizzy if you stand for a long time."
