"It's all nonsense, I'm too lazy to care." Cheng Boyan took a notebook and pen from the side and wrote something on it.

"Then why are you dealing with it again now!" Xiang Xi felt that Cheng Boyan was so nervous.

"You praise me so hard," Cheng Boyan smiled, "I just want to help add it."

"Brother," Xiang Xi stared at him, "You are not only the best person I have ever seen, but you are also the biggest person with the biggest face I have ever seen."

Cheng Boyan stood up with a smile, took out the thermometer from the drawer and handed it to him: "Measure."

"It seems that there is no need to do it anymore," Xiang Xi took the thermometer and clamped it. "I feel like I'm much better..."

"It should still be burning," Cheng Boyan sat down, "Some people are particularly able to say when they have fever. I think you are just talking so much that this tube can't even fit."

"Is that?" Xiang Xi smiled embarrassedly, "It seems that, in fact, I don't talk much and have nothing to say. I don't know why I always want to talk when I'm with you."

Cheng Boyan glanced at him: "Because..."

"Because you are handsome, right? I know," Xiang Xi said immediately, "You must say that."

Cheng Boyan didn't continue, and got up, took a small thermos bottle and filled a bottle of water, took his cup and placed it on the coffee table, went into the kitchen and washed a few apples, and came out: "Drink water if you don't sleep, eat fruit."

"Oh." Xiang Xi nodded.

Cheng Boyan waited for a while, looked at the thermometer, and the temperature had dropped to 38 degrees. He picked up the book and book and went into the bedroom.

"Are you sleeping?" Xiang Xi asked.

"Reading, you're too noisy," Cheng Boyan said in the bedroom. "The parrot opposite makes you look tender and tender."

Cheng Boyan did not close the bedroom door. Xiang Xi could see him put on his headphones and leaning against the lazy sofa by the window, stretching his legs long.

You can see such a comfortable posture even if you read a book.

Although she had never attended school, Xiang Xi felt that Cheng Boyan must be the kind of student who was particularly good at studying when he went to school.

If Uncle Ping could let himself go to school, he might not be able to read it. Uncle Ping would definitely be taken to school by the teacher every day. If he couldn't carry it three times, he would probably become an out of school child.

TV was boring, and Cheng Boyan was too lazy to listen to him and didn't want to lie down, so Xiang Xituan stared at Cheng Boyan who was reading a book on the sofa in the room, staring at Cheng Boyan in a daze.

Speaking of which, Cheng Boyan is indeed quite handsome. When Xiang Xi saw his ID card for the first time, he thought this person was quite handsome. Xiang Xi looked at his side face, but when he didn't speak or smile, he looked a little cold when he was not familiar with him. When he was not familiar with him, he always gave people a sense of distance that was not easy to get close.

Actually, he is a pretty funny person.

But it’s a pity that he actually likes men. Xiang Xi tweeted, such a good gene was wasted like this... It seems that he thought a little far away.

Xiang Xi touched the cell phone in his pocket. He kept holding it and didn't leave his body, for fear that someone would call him to go to work, and he couldn't answer the phone, but the cell phone never rang.

Xiang Xi took out his phone and looked at it. There was electricity and signals.

As long as you start moving, you move and move very actively, but the change is a little small, and you don’t know when he can truly get on the right track. Like Cheng Boyan, he has no hope, but like those at the bottom of the street who are rushing for life, he will be satisfied.

For example, it would be a good step to show people the store at night.

fine.

Cheng Boyan felt that reading professional books was not fun for him, but he had been very self-disciplined since childhood and had already regarded reading and learning as a habit.

He could not move for two or three hours at a glance. When the music in the machine was played in sequence, he closed the book, raised his head and moved his neck, stood up and walked out of the bedroom.

It was already eleven o'clock, Xiang Xi was holding the remote control in his hand, and he was already asleep in the cotton tube.

His face was no longer as red as before, and it was basically normal. He reached out and touched Xiang Xi's forehead, and the temperature had dropped.

Three apple jeans on the coffee table were eaten. Perhaps because he didn't want to move, he didn't throw the apple core into the trash can, but he didn't put it on the coffee table, but put it in a cup.

Cheng Boyan poured the fruit pit into the trash can, washed the cup, and returned to the sofa and patted Xiang Xi on the face: "Get into the house and fall asleep."

"...Huh?" Xiang Xi opened his eyes in a daze, glanced at him, and closed it again.

"Walk into the house and sleep again. If you sleep on the sofa for one night, you will definitely have a back pain tomorrow." Cheng Boyan patted his face again.

Xiang Xi frowned and turned his head, but he didn't even open his eyes this time.

"Hey, wake up first," Cheng Boyan flicked his fingers gently on his face, "Get up."

Xiang Xi opened his eyes and muttered vaguely: "Don't make noise... I am a patient..."

"Now I say I am a patient?" Cheng Boyan finished speaking, and saw Xiang Xi sleeping again. He reached out and tore off the band-aid at the corner of Xiang Xi's eyes: "Wake up."

Xiang Xi's hand stretched out from the cotton hole under his neck, grabbed it on his face, but stopped moving.

Cheng Boyan stood next to the sofa for a while, bent down and took a bag under his neck, and picked him up.

He was not very kind and considerate, but if Xiang Xi just slept on the sofa for a night, his illness would worsen, and he felt that he would not have enough energy. Just making a doctor meal would have made him very troubled.

Perhaps because of his sudden body leaping into the air, Xiang Xi suddenly opened his eyes, glared for two seconds before shouting: "Ah!"

Then he struggled to jump up to the ground in the cotton tube.

"Oh, don't move!" Cheng Boyan quickly roared, walked into the study quickly, and threw Xiang Xi on the sofa bed: "I can pick you up if I fell a broken bone, but I have to find a doctor for you if I fell a broken mind!"

"I was scared. I just dreamed of the top of the station building, and then it soared into the air!" Xiang Xi stretched out his hand from the crack of the cotton tube and waved it a few times, "I'm scared to death! Why don't you wake me up? I'll just come in by myself."

"Do you think I won't scream?" Cheng Boyan pulled the quilt and covered him, "Okay, hurry up and go back to the roof."

"I can sleep on the sofa," Xiang Xi whispered, "What if your waist flickers?"

"Whose waist can you do with your three or two pounds?" Cheng Boyan turned off the light and walked out.

"Hey, brother," Xiang Xi adjusted his sleeping position in the cotton tube, "I have something I have been thinking about just now, but I fell asleep as I thought about it."

Cheng Boyan looked at him without saying anything.
Chapter completed!