The girl came in through the door carrying the medicine box.

"Take your temperature."

Qiao Yimo put the thermometer in the man's mouth and spoke gently.

The man was extremely fragile at the moment, unable to resist, he could only nod his head.

I have a fever, and the fever is not mild.

39 degrees.

Qiao Yimo looked at the numbers on the thermometer, his face sinking, and his expression a little serious, "How come the fever suddenly became so severe?"

Combining that he has not contacted her in the past few days, she said again: "Is the company too busy?"

The man shook his head, curled his lips, and did not forget to ask her for favors, "Think of what you think."

It burns not lightly.

Sick and poor mouth.

Qiao Yimo couldn't laugh or cry, took out the anti-fever medicine from the medicine box, "I have taken it."

The man was silent and didn't speak, but he obediently swallowed the medicine.

Seeing that he is so behaved, Qiao Yimo took out the towel from the bathroom and handed it to him, "wipe his body and heal faster."

The man curled his lips slightly and grabbed her little hand, "Momo wipe it for me."

Qiao Yimo: "........."

She didn't answer, and the man pouted slightly, looking like a little daughter-in-law aggrieved.

Can't help him, she can only obediently help wipe.

The man's body emits a slightly hot temperature. Sometimes, when his little hand accidentally touches his skin, Qiao Yimo can feel the risk of being burned.

When the towel passed somewhere, Qiao Yimo's movements were slightly stagnant.

The man lowered his head, feeling a little bit bad in his pity, "Every place must be carefully wiped, so that it will heal quickly."

Qiao Yimo: "..."

Got an inch?

She put away the towel, ignored somewhere, then turned back to the bathroom, and said in a commanding tone: "Sleep."

The man looked at her petite and panicked back, his mouth was slightly hooked, and then he closed his eyes obediently.

After Qiao Yimo came out, he had already seen the man lying on the bed.

She lifted the quilt and nestled into the man's chest, using her own body temperature to warm him down.

Leng Tiong's thin lips lightly hooked, and hugged the woman in his arms tighter.

midnight.

After taking the medicine, the man sweated again, and his physical fitness was already strong. By the early hours of the morning, the fever had completely subsided.

He carefully put the woman in his arms on the bed.

This action directly awakened the woman on the bed.

She opened her eyes slightly, cold tired lips slightly, "Go to sleep, I'll take a bath first."

Qiao Yimo nodded, hugged the pillow and fell asleep again.

About fifteen minutes, the man came out of the bathroom in a bathrobe.

When I walked into the bed and sat on the edge of the bed, I saw the little woman hugging a pillow, her pajamas were loose, revealing a small patch of fair skin.

One day is like three autumns.

Not to mention these three difficult days.

No matter how strong the self-control is, in front of her beloved woman, it will instantly collapse.

He kissed it cautiously, moving tenderly and pityingly, and with some vague reluctance.

The man's thin lips were cold and soft, and Qiao Yimo opened his eyes slightly.

She was stunned for a few seconds, and pushed the man's chest, panting slightly, "How are you?"

The man squeezed her chin, and gently bit her lips, "Of course, I am not willing to be infected by Momo." The genius remembered for a second.

Qiao Yimo gently pushed the man away, about to get up and get off the bed.

Unexpectedly, the man pressed her shoulders, his voice was low and dangerous, "What are you going on? Don't you accompany me tonight?"

Qiao Yimo's eyes moved slightly, she thought.

But due to his current state, it is really inappropriate for her to stay here: "But you need to rest more." JrNovels.com