"Mengmeng, do you want to continue sleeping for a while? Since you are getting better, it would be better to cure them all at once." Xia Zhi put forward his own opinion, but Xia Meng shook his head.
"I wasn't woken up. I woke up on my own after sleeping enough. I couldn't fall asleep again." She looked around: "Where is my book?"
"Do you still want to read now?" Xia Zhi was still a little worried about her.
"I'm just bored and want to kill time." She didn't find her book because her book was still in the living room. She soon gave up and turned to Xia Zhi: "Are you reading a book?
"
"Well, because it's quite early now, I can't sleep even if I want to. And Mengmeng, you still have a fever here. I want to check the situation before going to sleep."
"It's just a mild fever, there's no need to get it to this level." Kan pointed at the laptop placed by Xia Zhi on the ground: "Come over and watch it together. It will take some brainstorming before you can sleep."
Xia Zhi still had some doubts about whether this kind of notes that even he could easily read through could make Xia Meng think hard, but Xia Meng couldn't sleep, and Xia Zhi had to study for a while, just
He didn't reject her proposal outright.
Xia Zhi picked up his laptop next to the quilt, and sat next to the bed where Xia Meng could see the computer against the ghost. But Xia Meng didn't seem satisfied, and moved a little closer to Xia Zhi, leaning directly against his
Xia Zhi had to cover her body with the quilt again.
When the back of his hand brushed against Xia Meng's arm, Xia Zhi felt a damp feeling. It was not difficult to understand, because it is easy to sweat when covered with a quilt when you have a fever, but this state did not seem to be very uncomfortable.
"Mengmeng, don't you feel uncomfortable like this? You seem to be sweating a lot."
"Isn't it normal to have a fever and sweat? This proves that I am almost recovered. Anyway, I will have another bleeding in the future. I just need to take a shower and change clothes when I get up in the morning." Xia Meng didn't care.
"But isn't it comfortable to sleep like this? Do you want to take a bath?"
Lying on the quilt while sleeping wet all over is not a good experience. Of course Xia Zhi himself has had a similar experience, so he is also a little concerned about whether Xia Meng feels better. But Xia Meng seems to feel a little troublesome and wrinkles.
frowned.
"Originally, there is no salt in sweating when you have a fever. Taking a shower is just to make yourself feel cleaner. It's okay to wash again the next day. However, since you said so..."
Xia Meng looked at himself, and Xia Zhi thought that she might have listened to him and wanted to take a bath, but things didn't seem to be as she imagined.
"Since you said so, just wipe it a little and it'll be fine. You don't even need to blow dry your hair."
Hmm... there doesn't seem to be anything wrong. The temperature of the pot of water that was boiled earlier should be suitable. Xia Zhi put the computer on the bed, stood up, and prepared to get a towel. Xia Zhi walked back to the bedroom with a warm towel.
Inside, he handed it to Xia Meng: "Then I'll go out for a while. If you're ready, just call me."
Just as Xia Zhi was about to turn around and walk out of the bedroom, Xia Meng behind him spoke: "What are you doing out there?"
Xia Zhi gradually had a bad premonition.
"If you want to wipe yourself Mengmeng, it won't be good if I stay in the room, right?"
"I don't have that much strength now." Xia Meng looked at Xia Zhi with a half-smile but not a smile: "Aren't you the one who told me to take a bath? Since you said so, you must be responsible."
"No, no, that's not good, right?" Xia Zhi said with a bitter look on his face, "I'm a man."
"Anyway, I don't have the strength, so you can do whatever you want." Xia Meng just stared at him.
Feeling that Xia Meng seemed to be deliberately trying to embarrass herself, Xia Zhi's already bitter face became even more bitter. Is it really appropriate for me to do this by myself? I'm afraid it's not that appropriate.
Although Xia Meng is the younger sister and is only thirteen years old now, she is already an out-and-out big girl. In ancient times, men and women had different seats at the age of three. Even if it is pushed to the modern age, it is only until the age of seven and ten.
At the age of three, she was no longer in this range. Xia Zhi felt that she should be more cruel at this time and simply refuse. However... Xia Meng raised a hand and pulled the back of her dress, pouring something into it.
wind.
"I didn't feel anything good at first, but now I feel a little uncomfortable."
What could Xia Zhi do? He felt that Xia Meng was now a devil who came to judge him. Although he had a sad face, Xia Zhi still could not refuse.
Xia Meng is my sister, Xia Meng is my sister, Xia Meng is my sister, Xia Meng is my sister, Xia Meng is my sister...
Xia Zhi kept reciting these five words in his heart, raised Xia Meng's arm, and wiped it gently. The originally fast movement turned out to be unexpectedly long for Xia Zhi.
However, it was also in this quick and long movement that Xia Zhi once again realized the fact that his sister was still a very petite girl. Her arms were only as thick as her own wrist, and she was so thin that she could be blown away by a gust of wind.
, Xia Zhi couldn't help but start to doubt whether Xia Meng could adapt to the future world.
That's why we should protect it before then.
Soon after, Xia Zhi finished wiping the exposed part of Xia Meng's dress. Contrary to Xia Meng, Xia Zhi herself was sweating profusely.
As for the rest... Xia Zhi didn't want to spend the rest of his life in prison, so he solemnly handed the towel to Xia Meng's hand: "I suddenly remembered that I don't have the ingredients for cooking tomorrow morning.
Wash, I'll go wash it first."
Then he walked out of the bedroom without looking back.
Today is another day with my heart pounding.
While washing the ingredients, Xia Zhi confirmed over and over again the fact that there was really nothing he could do against Xia Meng.
In order to avoid this problem, Xia Zhi tried his best to delay the washing time until Xia Meng walked out of the room: "You have been washing for too long."
Xia Zhi was so frightened that he twisted the cabbage in his hand into two pieces.
"Already, have you wiped it off?"
"What do you think?" Xia Meng walked towards the bathroom with a towel. Xia Zhi soon heard the sound of water, probably washing the towel.
Xia Zhi originally wanted to say something like, "It's better to leave this kind of thing to yourself," but when he thought of the problem he just faced, Xia Zhi lost the courage to say this.
For Xia Zhi, if the identity relationship between brother and sister is put aside, Xia Meng is the type of girl he is least good at dealing with. Xia Zhi has been very clear about this from a long time ago.
I sincerely pray to the gods in heaven, hoping that Xia Meng will be free from illness and disaster throughout his life.