Qiao Simu took a deep breath, held the medicine in his mouth, kissed Fu Zhuochen's thin lips, and forced the medicine into his mouth.
After Qiao Simu finally finished feeding Fu Zhuochen all the medicine, a thick layer of sweat broke out on his back.
Just as he put down the medicine and prepared to check it again with Fu Zhuochen, his wrist was suddenly grabbed by Fu Zhuochen.
Qiao Simu was stunned and tried hard to free his hand from Fu Zhuochen's big hand.
However, she tried for a while but failed.
Qiao Simu: "..."
Isn’t this man already exhausted?
How could he still have so much strength to hold her?!
Qiao Simu used her other hand to try to open Fu Zhuochen's hand.
However, before he could release his hand, Fu Zhuochen suddenly increased his strength and pulled her to his side.
Qiao Simu's center of gravity was unsteady and she fell beside Fu Zhuochen, her body suddenly stiffening.
Run quickly!
Qiao Simu quickly stood up to leave.
However, Fu Zhuochen's other hand suddenly pressed over her other hand and held her tightly in his arms.
Qiao Simu: "..."
Is this man really asleep?
Did this man really collapse just now?
How can you still have so much strength?!
Qiao Simu tried to struggle, but the more she struggled, the stronger Fu Zhuochen locked her.
"Mumu..."
Two low words sounded from the back of Qiao Simu's head.
Qiao Simu's body stiffened. Is this man going to wake up?
"do not go……"
"Good-looking brother?"
"do not go……"
"Fu Zhuochen?"
"do not go……"
Every time Qiao Simu tested him, Fu Zhuochen would reply, but the strength of each sentence was weak.
But unfortunately, the strength to hold her was not weak at all.
After struggling several times but failing to open Hu Le, Qiao Simu also gave up and slowly fell asleep.
When Fu Zhuochen woke up, it was already dawn.
Feeling the person in his arms, he was slightly stunned, and then he felt a deep joy in his heart.
Looking at Qiao Simu's peaceful sleeping face, her features were full of tenderness.
As he looked at it, his eyes couldn't help but fall on Qiao Simu's tender pink lips.
Vaguely, it seemed as if something cold and soft touched his lips?
"Fu Zhuochen...bastard!" Qiao Simu muttered in his sleep.
Fu Zhuochen: "???"
Why is he such a jerk?
"Mumu?" Fu Zhuochen tried calling.
Hearing Fu Zhuochen's voice, Qiao Simu woke up immediately and opened his eyes in confusion.
The big face that came into view made Qiao Simu's heartbeat speed up several times.
"You, you're awake?"
"Yeah." Fu Zhuochen nodded.
Qiao Simu felt a little uncomfortable on his face and quickly moved his body to get up from Fu Zhuochen's arms.
However, as soon as he got up, Fu Zhuochen pulled him back into his arms: "Why are you calling me a bastard?"
Qiao Simu was instantly petrified.
"I, I didn't."
"You did, just now."
Qiao Simu shook his head vigorously: "I don't know."
Oops, is she talking in her sleep?
Did she say anything else that shouldn't have been said? How much did Fu Zhuochen hear?
Fu Zhuochen looked at Qiao Simu with a more profound look.
Qiao Simu narrowed her eyes, not daring to meet Fu Zhuochen's eyes, and murmured: "I, I need to go to the toilet."
Fu Zhuochen hugged Qiao Simu and looked at her for a while, but finally let her go without saying anything.
After finally being liberated, Qiao Simu hurried to the bathroom, closed the door, washed his face with cold water, and forced himself to calm down.
At the same time, he followed his habit and took out the toiletries he had put here. While brushing his teeth, he was thinking about Fu Zhuochen's attitude, feeling uneasy.
How much does Fu Zhuochen remember about last night?
If he really noticed something, then...should she confess?
And, how to confess?
While Qiao Simu was distressed, Fu Zhuochen in the lounge was also thinking about what happened last night.
He only remembered that after eating that spicy self-heating hot pot, his stomach immediately felt burning.
I went to the bathroom a few times and was almost exhausted. Then I drank a glass of water brought by Mumu. I felt much better. I didn't feel like having diarrhea, but I still felt very uncomfortable in my stomach.
After that, he lost consciousness.
He looked at the closed door of the bathroom and fell into deep thought.
After Qiao Simu washed up, adjusted her mood, opened the door and walked out.
As soon as he went out, he saw Fu Zhuochen standing in the dispensing room, and Qiao Simu couldn't help but feel a little bit in her heart.
After dispensing the medicine last night, she didn't have time to clean it up.
I walked into the dispensing room anxiously.
Fu Zhuochen heard the noise and turned to look at her.
The moment Qiao Simu's eyes met with Fu Zhuochen's, Qiao Simu's heart beat so fast that it felt like it was about to jump out.
Especially now, Fu Zhuochen was standing where she prepared the medicine last night.
Fu Zhuochen lowered his eyes and bent down to take something out from the cabinet below.
That's where the notes are put.
Last night, she just tore out a chapter of notes from there, and then wrote the words "Cure Diarrhea" in big words.
Qiao Simu's heart was in her throat.
"Come for breakfast."
Qiao Simu: "???"
Seeing Qiao Simu in a daze, Fu Zhuochen raised the bread and milk in his hand and said to her, "What are you thinking about standing there?"
Qiao Simu shook his head: "I didn't think about anything."
Step by step, Fu Zhuochen walked over and observed secretly. Apart from the bread and milk, Fu Zhuochen didn't find anything wrong with it, right?
"There are a lot of junk food here, and some of them are expired. Which self-heating hot pot I had last night must have expired, right?" Fu Zhuochen took out a few more self-heating hot pots from the cabinet below.
"These are expired, these are expired in one month, and these, what are they?" Fu Zhuochen dug out the self-heating hot pot, instant noodles and spicy strips hidden under the cabinet.
Qiao Simu: "..."
It was only later that I remembered that she liked to stock up on food from time to time, but during this period of time, Zhang Ma was taking care of her, and there would be fresh and hot meals waiting for her when she got home, so she accidentally forgot about it.
Qiao Simu silently tore open the bag of bread.
"Wait a minute." Fu Zhuochen suddenly called Qiao Simu.
Qiao Simu's heart couldn't help but thump again.
Is this...what's going on?
Fu Zhuochen looked at the date of the bread, took the bread away from Qiao Simu's hand, and said, "This one is also expired."
After comparing it for a while, I finally got a can of eight-treasure porridge for Qiao Simu: "Drink this, it won't expire in another week."
Fu Zhuochen shook his head speechlessly as he spoke.
Qiao Simu: "..."
After struggling for a while, he was finally able to eat breakfast. Fu Zhuochen suddenly asked again: "Why are you here alone?"