Situ Qingqing first followed Sweetie's instructions and drove to her house. Then he patted the steering wheel and said, "Oh, I'm afraid my brother won't be able to go home tonight. You see he's asleep too. Otherwise... you just let him

Let's spend one night at your place?" Tianxin became nervous when he heard this: "No, he will be angry!"

"It won't happen." Situ Qingqing promised firmly, "My brother will be scolded badly by my father when he comes home at this time, and he may even be put in solitary confinement. You don't want him to be scolded, right?

"

"..." Sweetheart had no way to refute.

"So, it's such a happy decision! I'll help you lift him up."

"..." How happy is this? Sweetheart is speechless.

Situ Qinglang was sleeping deeply, perhaps because he was not feeling well, and his brows were furrowed, which really made people feel distressed. Tianxin and Situ Qingqing worked together to help Situ Qinglang up to the fourth floor and threw him on Tianxin's little bed.

"Emma, ​​I didn't expect that my brother looks thin, and his body is all lean meat." Situ Qingqing rubbed his hands together, "Sweetheart, I'm leaving it to you tonight. I won't come back before I miss the opportunity. You must do it."

Seize the opportunity!"

What opportunity? Tianxin saw Situ Qingqing's eyes glowing green with excitement, and couldn't help but shrink her head.

Situ Qingqing didn't say too much. She left some space to her second brother and her sister-in-law, whom she strongly recognized, and then left. Don't let the next thing be too intense, dear! She hid her face and snickered.

Tianxin sent Situ Qingqing away, locked the door, turned around and looked at Qinglang on the bed, and found that his face was abnormally flushed, and his hands were wrapped around his shoulders. She couldn't help but feel extremely distressed, and she could no longer bear the pain on her face.

She crept forward, took off his shoes and socks, pulled her quilt over to cover him, wetted her towel, and wiped his hands and face.

When she touched his forehead, she suddenly found that his forehead was very hot, as if he had a fever. No wonder, he had drank so much wine and suddenly lost his temper, it was inevitable that he would get angry.

Sweetheart was touched and heartbroken to think that this stupid and selfish guy would be so angry for her.

She rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to find the medicine, poured a glass of water, sat on the edge of the bed and pushed him, hoping that he would drink the warm water.

"Qinglang, Qinglang?" Her voice was as thin as a mosquito, but Situ Qinglang didn't move at all.

He might be too sleepy, so Tianxin put the medicine and water glass aside, went into the bathroom, took a shower, put on her nightgown, and came out, planning to spend the night on the sofa.

She went into the bedroom to get the quilt, and suddenly she heard Situ Qinglang call out in a very soft voice - "Sweetheart."

Huh? Tianxin was startled for a moment. She lowered her head and saw that Situ Qinglang had woken up at some point and was looking at her with his eyes open. She was shocked!

"You, you, you, when did you wake up!" This was too sudden, like a corpse!

Situ Qinglang coughed twice, and Tianxin quickly turned on the light to help him get water. Unexpectedly, the light bulb in the bedroom was in disrepair for a long time and finally died today. The filament flickered and went out feebly, and the room suddenly fell into darkness again.

"Just wait, I'll go find the flashlight!" Sweetheart was about to cry without tears. Do the household appliances in this house have to play tricks on her when the person she likes is close at hand?
Chapter completed!