The man in his arms opened his eyes, stared at him in a daze for a long time, and finally muttered two words.
Bo Siyan paused.
After looking at each other for two seconds, he paused for a long time, and suddenly said with a stiff tone: "Who is your mother?"
Come on your mouth!
Qin Songyao was not very clear about his consciousness, so he smacked his lips twice, and wanted to taste the sweet one again.
Bo Siyan tsk and took the medicine bottle away.
How long hasn't eaten candy? I'm thinking about this little sweetness.
Although he thought so, he knew that she probably thought of her own parents because he did rituals for his mother.
Putting the person down, she found her eyes open and staring at him blankly.
It was probably hard to explain, so he simply ignored her and turned around and took it apart to remove the heat-relieving patch.
Looking back, meet her eyes.
He asked, "Where do you post?"
Qin Songyao was so stupid that he reacted for a long time, but he didn't squeeze out a word.
Bo Siyan looked at her silly look, which was much cute than usual, and her attitude became better unconsciously.
He stroked her forehead and put one on her forehead.
Seeing her face turned red, she split the other one into two and pressed it on her cheeks.
Then, half a piece was posted on each of his feet.
After doing all this, he was sweating.
I looked down and saw that there was no gap on her face, which was very funny.
He couldn't help laughing.
Qin Songyao was half-drown and half awake. He moved a few times, but still shrank into the quilt.
Bo Siyan lifted her up and ordered: "Leave your head outside."
She is not afraid of being suffocated.
Qin Songyao felt much more comfortable, and his face was cold.
Soon, a "cold source" lay beside her and she leaned over again.
"Tsk."
"Sleep yours."
"Qin Songyao?"
"Did you mean it?"
No, she is just hot.
What's the bad thing?
"I'll throw you out if you dare to lean over again."
Another threat.
But she was not afraid of him in her dream.
Extend your hand, hold it tightly, cool!
Bo Siyan: "..."
He closed his eyes and turned his face. He wanted to push her head away, but he felt the heat she exhaled, pitiful.
After looking at it again, the face pressed on his shoulder was red like a snake fruit.
Take a deep breath.
Irritable and unhappy.
But she didn't push her away.
What do you say is your own tricks? Haha, who is holding him in the middle of the night?
Is Wong Tai Sin?!
Qin Songyao fell asleep deeply, and in his breath, there was a vague fragrance of a familiar man.
It's either perfume or light, probably the smell of bathing fragrance.
She thought about it for a long time and remembered it.
It's Bo Siyan.
I opened my eyelids and the face was right in front of me, my eyes were closed, and I was obviously asleep.
She reacted for two seconds and found that she was holding him, so she quickly let go of her arm.
Most of the body heat is reduced, but the head still hurts.
It feels like it's almost dry.
She moved carefully, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.
I walked towards the table and prepared to pour some water. Then I found that the table was filled with paper bags with anti-heat patches and empty bottles of medicine.
She turned her face and looked at the man in the faint light.
Did he take care of her?
It's really fantasy.
The feeling was thumping, probably because of the discomfort caused by the fever, so she poured a big glass of water into it.
After thinking about it, she returned to the bed, but she didn't continue to stick to him.
As soon as he lay down, the people around him noticed the movement, suddenly turned sideways, faced her, frowned, and pressed her with his arms, then pulled her down the quilt.