"No, I didn't have a fever." Luo Wanxing was wailing in his heart, stay away from me, I don't want to hurt your self-esteem.

"I'll take you to the hospital."

"No, no, really, I feel pretty good, there's no problem."

"It is not a good habit to avoid medical treatment."

"I hate going to the hospital. Maybe I'll just go home and have a sleep." Luo Wanxing pushed him away a little. Now he is like ice cream in summer to himself. She is so hot and thirsty, and she is eager to pounce on her and take a bite.

Luo Wanxing insisted, but Fu Rongyuan had no choice. He felt that Luo Wanxing really didn't like going to the hospital recently and taking medicine. He had never seen her resist so much before.

Luo Wanxing asked the driver to turn the temperature down and poured himself a lot of cold water, trying to dispel the feeling of heat. Unfortunately, there was a peerless handsome man sitting next to him who could be knocked down. This measure was simply a drop in the bucket and was useless.

Very difficult.

"Master, hurry up."

Luo Wanxing urged that getting along with him in close proximity would be torture.

After finally getting home, Luo Wanxing hurriedly went upstairs and gave herself a cold shower. The big bathtub was filled with cold water, and she drowned herself in it before she felt more comfortable.

I don’t know how long the effect of the medicine will pass, so Luo Wanxing can only soak for a while to avoid tossing back and forth.

While she was taking a bath, Fu Rongyuan was worried that she would come to her room, holding a hangover tea in his hand. He didn't see her on the bed and the lights were on in the bathroom, so he called out at the door:

"Xing'er, remember to drink sober tea when you come out."

After saying that, there was no movement in the bathroom.

"Xing'er?"

Fu Rongyuan called out again, but still did not respond. Thinking of her excessively high forehead temperature when she was in the car before, the man asked again worriedly:

"Xing'er, I'm going in? Are you there?"

I waited for two seconds but still had no response.

Fu Rongyuan dared not delay any more. She had a fever and fainted while taking a shower. He immediately opened the door and went in. There was no one in the shower area. He walked closer and looked, and his heart trembled.

In the bathtub, the girl was sinking under the water. Fu Rongyuan quickly stepped forward and reached out and fished out the person:

"Xing'er?"

Luo Wanxing was just a little more comfortable, but his strong arms were taken out of the cold water. The person was a little unresponsive. His eyes were washed and he had not opened it. He felt that the eyes were dark and the man pressed her lips eagerly.

He was giving her artificial respiration?

Breathing entangled, the flame that was just too difficult to suppress in Luo Wanxing's cold body suddenly emerged.

Luo Wanxing subconsciously grabbed the man's shirt. The floor was cold, but her heart was very hot. She hoped he could give her something.

Fu Rongyuan was stunned for a second before pushing Luo Wanxing away a little, his eyes fixed on her face:

"Are you okay?"

Luo Wanxing's face was red. She had something to do, but she was ashamed to say:

"I just felt hot and was diving."

At this moment, she was wearing nothing on her body, and her whole body was still dripping with water. Only then did Fu Rongyuan realize that the girl in her palm was so slim and cute, and his eyes dimmed:

"How can I soak in cold water when I have a fever? Is there any common sense?"

Luo Wanxing felt very aggrieved. She was not having a fever, but was a substandard medicine. Only cold water could relieve the heat in her body, but she couldn't tell the truth:

“I feel very comfortable.”

Fu Rongyuan carried her under the shower, forcing his eyes to not move below her neck, and his big palm went around her back to try to turn on the shower, but unfortunately he didn't live in the master bedroom, so he was not very familiar with it. In addition, he couldn't look down, and he touched the big palm but didn't touch the switch, but stroked her waist.

Luo Wanxing moaned unbearably, and his body shook sensitively. Did he know what he was doing? She wanted to be tough as she did.

"I'll do it myself, huh?" Luo Wanxing moved his hand away, opened the showerhead by himself, and the water droplets fell down to make the two of them feel transparent from head to toe.

Luo Wanxing was wet at first, but the man in front of him was now wet, the broken hair on his forehead was wet and slid down his eyebrows. His eyes were wet, and Luo Wanxing was so soft that he couldn't stand his strength.

Fu Rongyuan's whole body was as tight as a string, catching the girl's soft waist, and the soft and slippery tentacles made him palpitations.

Luo Wanxing's rationality was almost at the verge of collapse. If this continues, she will not be able to do anything, but she knows very well that he cannot. If he takes the initiative, he will only hurt him. She bit her lower lip and gives herself a little pain:

"I'll wash myself, you...can you go out first?"

She didn't know how tempting the girl's lip biting movement was. Fu Rongyuan held back the messy reverie in his heart and told himself that she was uncomfortable and not trying to talk to herself...

In this situation, Fu Rongyuan felt that something was wrong with her. How could he feel at ease:

"Just wait until you are warmer."

Luo Wanxing really wanted to say that she was very warm and didn't feel cold at all. She felt so uncomfortable with the hot water, but she could only endure the strangeness without tears.

He hugged her and rushed under the shower for five minutes. During these five minutes, Luo Wanxing felt that the second was like a year.

Fu Rongyuan felt that it was almost done. After turning off the water, he found that there was no clothes in the bathroom.

Luo Wanxing also discovered that she was the only one living in the master bedroom. It doesn’t matter if she doesn’t wear anything after washing. She got used to it and was so accustomed to it today that she was anxious to cool herself down and she even forgot about getting clothes.

Fu Rongyuan pulled a bath towel for her and carried her to a chair:

"You sit down and I'll go get your clothes for you."

"Yeah." The girl's voice was soft and glutinous, like a newborn little cat. Fu Rongyuan rolled his Adam's apple and walked out with a deep look. The clothes on his body were wet and stuck to his body and felt uncomfortable, so he simply pulled his shirt.

In the cloakroom, there was a faint smell of a girl, which was very sweet and soft. Fu Rongyuan clenched his fists and relieved the heat in his body before opening the cabinet door.

The clothes were hanging neatly in the cabinet. Fu Rongyuan quickly found the row of pajamas and his eyes were stunned.

Most of this row of pajamas are black, and at a glance it's hard to describe.

Fu Rongyuan found a nightgown with the most fabric inside. Thinking that she had to be close to her body, she opened the drawer and her pupils tightened again.

In the bathroom, Luo Wanxing slightly wiped the water droplets on her body with a bath towel. She felt better without Fu Rongyuan in front of her, but she suddenly thought of the sexy pajamas she bought.

She covered her face with shame.

He will definitely see it.

God knows that when she bought and bought, she really wanted to have an unforgettable memory in the future, so she chose the best and most romantic ones.

But now he has hidden illness. What would he think when he sees those clothes? He will not be hit.

What's this all about?

While he was struggling, the bathroom door was knocked and the door was opened. The man handed in with a few thin straps in his fingers. His voice was hoarse:

"Xing'er, do you need help with clothes?"
Chapter completed!