Li Anxin didn't know how to make porridge by herself. She came down to talk to the servant. When she was walking upstairs, she heard some noise and thought Li Jinchuan was in trouble, so she quickened her pace a little.
Opening the door, the boy sat on the bed, seemingly unconsciously.
Just as she was about to speak, the person inside suddenly made a move and took off her white top impatiently.
Simply and neatly.
He was sitting on the bed, with his head hanging down and his hair neatly tied. As soon as he took off his clothes, from his neck down along the smooth abdominal muscle lines, he completely looked like an adult man with a sense of strength.
Li Anxin was stunned for a moment, then quickly backed away and stood next to the door.
It was quiet inside, probably because he fell asleep again.
Li Anxin raised his hand and stroked his eyebrows, feeling speechless for a moment.
She has no extra thoughts about Li Jinchuan, and Li Jinchuan must not have either. The relationship between the two families is very tight here. The difference is only four years old, neither above nor below. She is not old enough, and Li Jinchuan is not young enough.
It’s really hard to grasp the boundaries.
If the servants at home hadn't known that Li Jinchuan called her aunt, it would have been impossible to explain the scene just now if she had been in the room and let others see it.
After thinking about it, I found an older servant to come over.
"Please help me go in and see if the Jinchuan quilt is covered properly."
The servant was a little hesitant, as if he was afraid of Li Jinchuan.
"Just go in and cover him with a quilt. It'll be fine."
"……Why."
The servant went in, came out quickly, and reported to Li Anxin: "The quilt is covered, the young master has sweated a lot, and he will probably have to lift the quilt later."
Li Anxin sighed.
The servant left and she walked in.
On the bed, Li Jinchuan indeed stretched out his arms again.
Looking at a lean man with strong lines on his arms, a sideways face and a tight jaw, he probably wasn't stable in his dream either.
Li Anxin went to the bathroom to twist out the towel and wipe his face a little.
She had been taking his temperature for the past two hours and saw that it was dropping, so she did not call the family doctor.
When it got dark, Li Jinchuan finally woke up.
Li Anxin was taking a nap when she felt someone was looking at her. She opened her eyes and met the pitiful eyes of the boy not far away.
The eyes were as red as rabbits, which made people feel distressed.
Li An thought that the girl in the northwest had either never seen him before, or was really cruel, so she could break up with him.
She sat up straight and put her hands on the edge of her desk: "Do you feel better?"
The young man responded, his voice dry and hoarse.
She got up, looked down at the railing on the second floor, and asked someone to bring the porridge up.
When he entered, Li Jinchuan was already sitting, with his hair hanging down in a daze, and the word "harmless" was written all over his body.
Li Anxin deliberately stood far away and said: "You took off your clothes yourself, probably because you were sweating. Where are your clothes, I will have someone bring them to you. You can go in and take a hot bath, or just endure it."
Sweat a little more and don’t catch a cold again.”
"Um……"
His movements were obviously sluggish, and it took him a moment to lift the quilt and get out of bed.
Li Anxin turned sideways subconsciously and breathed a sigh of relief when he entered the inner room.
Such a big boy is just embarrassed. Unlike Kuokuo, that kid still dares to wander around the house wearing a pair of beach shorts.
There was the sound of hot water running inside, and her cell phone rang. It was Li Kuo calling.
Little devil, maybe he has a radar in his head and knows that she is talking about him?
She answered the phone and Li Kuo's voice came immediately.
"Sister-in-law! Zhou Tang got into a fight and was left behind!"