"Teacher Hu, you can't do this. I just caught a cold." Zhao Haitang suddenly had a bad hunch when he heard that Hu Yifei's method was to let them get infected.
They were just guinea pigs, and if it was anyone else, they would tolerate it. Tang Zhan was his love rival, and he didn't want Tang Zhan to be infected with the true love virus. When he found Hu Yifei's expressionless face, he found an excuse: "I still have to take care of the curry sauce."
Well, I have a cold, what should I do with the curry sauce? Can you go up and take care of her?"
"You pass." Hu Yifei ignored Zhao Haitang. In fact, taking care of the curry sauce is easy to solve. All he needs to do is find someone among them who is not infected to take care of the curry sauce. This problem will be solved, but when he saw Zhao Haitang
Haitang had a look of disgust on his face, but Hu Yifei knew that this was the true love virus. Considering the relationship between Zhao Haitang and Tang Zhan, the possibility of being infected was estimated to be very slim, so she might as well let him take care of the curry sauce: "Do you two still have a reason?
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"I..." Lu Ziqiao glanced at Tang Zhan on the bed and risked his life: "I have no obligation to do it for our brothers, but we just agreed in advance that if I am infected, you have to help Meijia take care of Xiaobu."
Zhang Wei couldn't find any reason. After all, he is the most leisurely among everyone at the moment: "Isn't it just a cold? I'm afraid."
"Actually, it doesn't have to be like this." Tang Zhan knows that the true love virus does not exist. Judging from Hu Yifei's method, there is a high probability that he and Lu Ziqiao, Zhang Wei, Zeng Xiaoxian will show affection. He is a man who just thinks about it.
I got goosebumps.
"Tang Zhan, in order to compete smoothly with Dali, you must do this." Hu Yifei didn't care what Tang Zhan thought. She waved her hand: "Ziqiao goes first."
Lu Ziqiao walked to Tang Zhan and turned to look at Hu Yifei: "What should I do?"
"You..." Hu Yifei suddenly didn't know how to direct.
Chen Meijia was thinking of a solution: "Ziqiao, you can follow the method I used to infect Sister Yifei. Let Tang Zhan draw a self-portrait, and then you will be infected after taking it."
"How could I forget this?" Hu Yifei walked out and quickly brought back a piece of paper: "Tang Zhan, I drew a portrait of you, please quickly hand the portrait to Zi Qiao."
Lu Ziqiao was shocked after seeing the portrait: "Yifei, was Doraemon teaching you how to draw? Anyone with fingers can draw better than you. Are you sure such a casual portrait will work?"
If Lu Ziqiao had dared to complain about her like this in the past, he would have passed away in a flash.
Hu Yifei glared at him: "You don't know what your wife's painting skills are. Now time is tight. I have to imitate Meijia in painting portraits, but I also have to rush for time. It's good to be able to paint like this. If you think it's not good, what's the idea?
It's your wife's work, you let her draw it."
Lu Ziqiao still knows what kind of painter Chen Meijia is: "Let's use this one."
"Tang Zhan, sneeze and hand the portrait to Zi Qiao." Tang Zhan gave the portrait of Hu Yifei to the side and directed.
Tang Zhan finally understood that Hu Yifei would not stop until she had a good time. In order to make her give up torturing him as soon as possible, he had to cooperate. "Ah... sneeze..." After sneezing, he held the bag in his hand.
The portrait was handed to Lu Ziqiao according to Hu Yifei's instructions.
After Lu Ziqiao took the portrait: "How is it?"
Zhuge Dali walked to Tang Zhan and tested his body temperature with his hands: "He is still having a fever. It seems that this method has not worked."