Qianxing was hazy and felt very uncomfortable.

But even though she was so uncomfortable, she was still too lazy to move and lay there and didn't want to move.

In a trance, it seemed as if someone's arm was placed on her. Then, she was changed and then entered a very warm place.

It's very similar to the room at Ruan Yin and Huo Jinbei's house, the bed is always warm and comfortable.

The most comfortable sleep she has ever slept in her life was in that room.

Therefore, Qianxing couldn't help but rub it to the warm place and fell asleep peacefully.

Huo Jinbei stood beside the bed and watched her move towards the place where she had just lying.

It was still stained with his body temperature, and it should be the warmest place in the entire bed.

He is obviously so greedy for warmth, but he wants to put himself in the coldest place.

Huo Jinbei sighed slightly in his heart, walked out of the room, first called the hospital for leave, and then found two fever-reducing stickers from the medicine box.

Back in the bedroom, one fever-reducing sticker was posted on Qianxing's forehead, and the other was posted on his forehead, and he sat on the bed to look after her.

Two people lie down and sit, time passes quickly.

When the thousand stars are conscious again, it is noon.

The curtains were pulled in the room, and the light was dim. She couldn't understand where she was. In addition, her head was dizzy and she seemed to be unable to remember anything.

It was only after a while that she realized that there seemed to be another breathing sound beside her.

She turned her head with some difficulty and suddenly saw Huo Jinbei.

He lay on the pillow next to her, with a fever-reducing patch on his forehead, his face slightly flushed, he quietly closed his eyes and fell asleep, making a uniform breathing sound.

Qianxing stared at him quietly for a while, and seemed to feel that she was going to do something, but she really didn't have the strength to think about it, let alone do it.

In the end, she just stared at him quietly for a long time, then closed her eyes again in a daze.

Before closing his eyes, Qianxing glanced down vaguely, as if he saw Huo Jinbei's hand resting on her.

In other words, the current state of the two of them is that he is holding her in the same bed and sharing the same pillow...

...

Qianxing regained consciousness again, two hours later.

At that time, she seemed to have dreamed of something, and a spasm woke up from the dream, and she seemed to have woken up a lot.

However, the first scene that flashed in her mind was the last time she saw it before closing her eyes - the scene of Huo Jinbei lying on the same bed with her in her arms.

Qianxing suddenly bounced off the bed.

However, she was the only one in the bed.

She is the only one in the room.

Where is Huo Jinbei?

Where is Huo Jinbei who was lying on the bed with her in her arms?

Could it be that she is dreaming? That is the picture in her dream?

Qianxing was stunned for a moment, and suddenly patted his face hard.

After this filming, she remembered that she seemed to have come to take care of Huo Jinbei at Ruan Yin's request.

Huo Jinbei is sick, but why is she lying on his bed?

Thinking of this, Qianxing suddenly lifted the quilt, got up and got out of bed.

I ran into a pair of soft slippers as soon as I got my feet up, but it was no longer the men's slippers she wore yesterday, but a pair of furry ladies' slippers.

Qianxing stared at the shoes for a long time, but still couldn't react.

Is she amnesia?

Why can't she understand all the situations in front of her?

What about Huo Jinbei’s illness?

Is it real?

Thinking of this, Qianxing suddenly stood up, opened the bedroom door and rushed out-

However, as soon as she rushed out, she suddenly bumped into Huo Jinbei who was about to push the door into the house.

The two of them collided with each other. At the same time, a bowl of hot porridge in Huo Jinbei's hand fell over and spilled them all over.

The room was full of heating, Qianxing was wearing very thin clothes. The hot porridge dyed the skin on his chest through a thin layer of clothes. Qianxing was instantly scalded and screamed.

Huo Jinbei's eyes darkened, and despite the burning of his back of his hands, he pulled Qianxing into the bathroom.

As soon as he entered the bathroom, Huo Jinbei debugged the shower. Qianxing was still jumping to dissipate heat to his chest. Suddenly, he heard Huo Jinbei's voice: "Take off the clothes."

Qianxing suddenly raised his head and looked at him, "Ah?"

Huo Jinbei turned around and saw that she was stunned and couldn't recover. He started to use it decisively, grabbed the hem of her clothes and put the thin T-shirt through her head and took it off.

There is nothing worn inside Qianxing.

She was stunned. Before she could react, Huo Jinbei had already pulled her into the shower room and then pointed the shower at the location where her chest was burned.

The cold water washed over her skin in an instant, and then dripped down her body along the skin texture.

Qianxing even forgot to scream, but he couldn't help but shook.

Huo Jinbei looked at her and said "tolerate", then grabbed the bath towel next to her and wrapped it around her waist, blocking the water from rushing to her legs. At the same time, he still took the shower and used clean water to hit the burned area.

Qianxing was stunned as if he had no trace of his mind, just stared at his movements, forgetting all the reactions he should have.

It's really cold, it's really uncomfortable, it's really embarrassing...

But he didn't react at all when she stood in front of him with her upper body naked, and she didn't respond either. It seemed normal, right?

Huo Jinbei did not care about anything else. At this moment, all his attention was on the skin on her chest.

He had just cooked the bowl of porridge and it was hot and sprinkled on it. Her skin immediately turned red. I just hope that after this emergency treatment, there would be no subsequent problems.

Otherwise, this white jade-like body would have a piece of scalding scar on the white side, which would be a pity...

etc.

pity?

Huo Jinbei was also a person who was troubled by a high fever, and his mind seemed to be moving too much. At this moment, he realized something later. His eyes left the scald position and looked elsewhere.

Then, he raised his gaze again and looked at Qianxing standing in front of him.

Qianxing was also looking at him, his eyes full of confusion and stunnedness.

After looking at each other for a long time, Huo Jinbei's hand holding the shower suddenly shrank uncontrollably.

Although he shrank for a while, he still did not dare to let Shui Liu leave her injured position. He just stiffened a little, stepped a little further, and stood up straight.

Then, the two of them looked at the position where the water was washing away.

After a while, Huo Jinbei spoke, "Or why don't you do it yourself."

"Oh." Qianxing didn't know if he understood it, so he reached out his hand blankly.

When the two hands were handed over, the shower was originally good, but suddenly fell to the ground.

Huo Jinbei suddenly reached out and quickly picked up the shower and met her chest again.
Chapter completed!