Chapter 845 Sports Students vs Dance Students 77

Qi'an returned to school with an umbrella, went to the pharmacy to buy medicine, went back to the dormitory, changed clothes, treated the wound, disinfected and bandaged it with medicine, and washed the wet clothes again. Everything was fine again.

After finishing, she stayed for a few seconds, immediately picked up the book, and kept herself busy, as if this way, she would not be sad, collapse, or think of people she shouldn't think of.

The next day, Shang Yan sent a message to Qi'an, asking her to come to Pei's house to talk about the dance drama.

Qi'an was afraid of meeting someone, so she didn't really want to go, but she couldn't refuse the teacher, so she hurried over.

Fortunately, the entire Pei family was unusually quiet, with a sense of cold emptiness. He seemed not to be here, so Qi An breathed a sigh of relief and went to the study with Shang Yan, where they discussed happily for several hours.

Before you know it, it's almost dusk, and the rays of the setting sun warmly envelope the snowy world, adding a touch of softness to the desolation.

"You have a kind of aura about you, I like you very much."

Shang Yan did not hesitate to express his praise. He accidentally saw the weather outside the study and was surprised: "It's already so late. Why don't you stay for dinner? I just want to tell you something about dance drama."

"Don't bother me teacher, I have to go home early."

Qi'an declined, sitting on a chair with her hands folded in front of her, with a unique subtle softness.

She wore a cotton-padded jacket today and took it off because of the heat. Inside was a retro brown college-style sweater. Her skin looked so white that it was almost transparent. Her long black hair naturally spread behind her, covering her soft nape, making her look thin.

It's a little taller, and the chin is also pointed. Compared with the original softness, it has a quieter sense of story.

Fashionable Yan's phone suddenly rang, and Qi An consciously became quiet. Shang Yan answered the call, frowned slightly, said a few words, hung up, and apologized to Qi An.

"I have something urgent at the moment and I have to go out. I'm sorry for the poor reception."

"Grandma, Teacher Xiaoqi!"

Pei Yangyu ran up in a hurry, tugged on Shang Yan's sleeves, raised his head, and said, "Second uncle seems to be sick. He has been sleeping all day and didn't play with me. His body is very hot."

Qi Anxin jumped slightly. Is he at home? He lowered his eyes to cover the emotions in his eyes.

Shang Yan left in a hurry, and his eyes lit up when he saw Qi An next to him.

"An'an, you and Xu Yan also know each other, help me go upstairs and have a look."

"I..." Qi'an was shocked and waved her hands nervously, thinking that Pei Xuyan was so annoying to her that he would probably get sick from anger when he saw her.

But before he even had time to say rejection, Shang Yan continued.

"I don't know what's going on with this kid outside these days. I invited him back yesterday with a lot of thanks, but he has been locked up in the house until now. He doesn't even eat. He's so angry!"

After saying that, he said to Pei Yangyu: "What are you still doing here? Go and do your homework!"

Pei Yangyu hugged himself aggrievedly: "I'm only four years old."

Well, he has endured the vicissitudes of life that he should not have to endure at this age.

"Teacher Shang." Qi'an's voice was dry.

Shang Yan picked up his coat: "I'm leaving first."

"ah……"

Qi'an stood there, looking at Pei Yangyu.

Why are there only two of them left!

The whole villa was unusually empty. Qi'an sighed and walked upstairs resignedly to Pei Xuyan's room and knocked on the door twice. She felt uneasy in her heart like water that would spill at any time.

There was no response for a long time. Qi'an thought about what Shang Yan said and felt a little worried in her heart.

Opening the door, there was a creaking sound, neither light nor heavy, that sounded in the dusk before evening.

His room is a very typical male bedroom, and it is much cleaner and tidier than the average person. It is almost the same as the last time he came here, but many things are different.

Bits and pieces of the past were replayed like a movie. Qi'an suppressed the secret pain in her heart and saw the person on the bed, her eyes narrowed slightly.

The dark gray quilt was covered in a mess on his body, and he couldn't sleep peacefully, with his eyebrows tightly furrowed.

Qi'an stopped at the bedside and looked down at him. Only at this time could she look at him seriously.

The curtains in the bedroom were mostly pulled open, and it was dark. Only a small ray of dusk light came in from the window. It still couldn't illuminate the bedroom, but it just fell on his face, reflecting half of his face.

The profile of the face is blurry and seems to glow.

I realized that maybe it was because of illness that he seemed to have lost a lot of weight, his face was a little pale, and his breathing was long. Inexplicably, it made people feel that the softest part of their heart was sinking, like the feeling of sand collapsing. It was irresistible, and

Feeling sore.

You were so arrogant when we met yesterday, why did you suddenly fall ill?

The half-glow of the setting sun just enveloped the two of them, with spots of light dancing on the floor. In the long silence, the girl bent down and reached out to touch his forehead.

With this touch, Qi'an was startled by the scalding temperature. She hurriedly went to Pei Yangyu to get the medical kit, and took out a thermometer to measure Pei Xuyan's temperature.

Then he started to worry about how to measure the temperature. The thermometer had to be placed under his body, but...

Qi'an patted Pei Xuyan in an attempt to wake him up, but he had a severe fever, was confused and didn't respond at all.

She didn't know whether she should be lucky or not, but the clothes he wore were a black shirt, which was messy and wrinkled while sleeping. You could still vaguely see the outline of his undulating body. His lust was hidden under the quilt. She gritted her teeth and stretched out her hand.

Go and unbutton the man's shirt.

Pei Xuyan was clueless, his breathing was heavy, and Qi'an actually felt guilty.

The texture of the metal buttons was cold, and the fingertips occasionally brushed against his heated skin. Finally, the two upper buttons were unbuttoned, and the collar was opened, revealing two sections of collarbones. The lines were smooth and sunk into deep hollows, glowing in the dim light.

With an alluring color.

Qi'an didn't dare to look any further, so she quickly raised Pei Xuyan's arm, shook the thermometer, and put her hand into his shirt.

It is inevitable to come into contact with more hot skin.

He suddenly turned over, and Qi'an was so frightened that his heart stopped. After confirming that he was not awake, he quickly put the thermometer on his armpit before putting down Pei Xuyan's arm. However, the man frowned, as if he felt a foreign body, sleeping.

Not honest either.

Qi'an could only work with him, struggling to fix the thermometer, and in the end she was almost half-suppressing him. She was so tired that she sweated all over. Fine beads of sweat appeared on Qiong's nose, as if she was infected, and her own body also became hot.

, a feeble warning.

"Pei Xuyan, can you be more honest-"

Don't you know how strong you are? It's thanks to Pei Xuyan's illness now, otherwise Qi'an really wouldn't be able to suppress him.

Not sure if he heard it or not, he kicked off the quilt again and stretched his long legs on the edge of the bed. The hem of his black shirt was messily tucked into his trousers, and the outline of his lean abdominal muscles could be faintly seen.

Qi'an's blood pressure began to rise.

How old is the young master? Why haven’t you passed the rebellious stage yet?

No wonder Teacher Shang said that, Qi'an could even imagine the whole family being so angry that Pei Xuyan was so angry when he was a child. In other words - he should be someone who was pampered by everyone since he was a child.

If you grow up in love and are used to being pampered, you will never learn to bow your head. Why, right?
Chapter completed!