Fall in Love with Mr. Nian Slowly

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update Mr. Year, slowly like your latest chapter!"Yan Su, you don't even know my number?" The hoarse but weak male voice heard from inside, "I'm your ex-boyfriend."

"..."

Yan Su shame, it is necessary to increase the word "ex-boyfriend", it seems to be very glorious.

She yawned and said very sleepy: "So late...why are you calling me, don't you sleep?"

"How do I sleep," Moriusi said weakly, "I have a fever."

Yan Su sat up and rubbed her long hair. "Have you taken your temperature?"

"No amount, but I'm weak and hot all over my body," Morucie said, panting. "I must have a fever."

"Aren't you taking medicine," Yan Su hasn't fallen asleep now, "Do you want me to call an ambulance?"

"Will I call an ambulance myself," Moriusi hummed, "You will come and serve me tea and water immediately."

"..."

Can she cure him by pouring tea and pouring water?

"Don't think I want to call you very much," Moriusi said. "I'm not like you. There is a team of people to follow. I didn't even bring an assistant. I can't call the crew of the crew. It shouldn't have been. I’m calling you, but I’m not all because of you, my room is at 302."

After waiting for Yan Yu to answer, he hung up.

Yan Su looked at the time, it was four o'clock Venice time.

Jiao Jiao was also tired for a day and couldn't bear to disturb others. He called the front desk to get some antipyretics and cold compresses.

Fortunately, the hotel was prepared for this kind of thing. Yan Su took the thing and knocked on the door. One minute later, the door opened. At the entrance of Moriusi Station, an overly handsome face was burning red, his breathing was rough, his lips were dry, he stared. She said, "Why did you come so late, do you want to burn me to inherit my ant flowers?"

Yan Su: "..."

It seems that it is really burning.

"I'm not your wife, how can you inherit your ant flowers," she asked silently.

"Don't change the subject for me," Moriusi gasped straight against the wall.

The first time he saw him in such a weak state, Yan Su sighed in his heart and couldn't bear it. He took the medicine from behind, "I asked the waiter to bring some antipyretic medicine up, and you don't want to go to the hospital, how to burn into a fool do."

"Come in, don't stand at the door," Mole West pulled her in, turned around, climbed onto her bed, lay down, closed her eyes, her eyelashes were long like two brushes, and fell quietly in the eyelids. Shadow.

His burning cheeks were flushed, and his weakness was as pitiful as a big boy.

Yan Su feels that she is quite cheap sometimes. When you see him, she forgets how badly he has been.

But if he is not himself, he will not fall into the water and have a fever.

Yan Su took a deep breath and found the courage to step forward and touched his cheek. It was indeed very hot. She got up and washed a hot towel to wipe his face and neck, put a cold compress on his forehead, and poured warm water over to let him eat medicine.

"I'm powerless..." Moriusi was speechless in bed, his eyes narrowed.

Yan Su thought that no matter what kind of person he usually was, it was almost the same when he was sick.

She had to lift his head, feed the medicine into his mouth, and then feed him with water to choke the medicine.

Mo Liuxi's head was lying on her chest, she was wearing pajamas, and she felt like she was wearing underwear, but it was a bit hard, not as soft as before, and she had a sweet fragrance on her body, and it smelled like a milky scent.

If you are confused, you won’t think so much, and you will start talking hoarsely: “How come your chest is so hard?”