Jian Yun just smiles and doesn't speak. These people only see Huo Liancheng's good skin bag, but they don't know how terrible he is. If Jianyun is allowed to choose, she would rather look for an ordinary person like Luo Yanyan, rather than be with Huo, who is always moody and unpredictable.
Ruan Mian has a heart to make friends with Jian Yun. She sees that Jian Yun doesn't seem to want to talk about Huo Liancheng. She only says that she wants to keep a low profile. Therefore, she does not continue to inquire about Jianyun and Huo Liancheng.
After a while, the car stopped outside the first grade residential area of Townsend. Jianyun didn't want to see too much privacy, so she asked Ruan Mian to stop at the entrance. After thanking her, she walked back unsteadily.
It was more than 11 o'clock when Jian Yun got home. She ate late in the morning, but she didn't feel hungry. However, when she came out of the hospital, she passed by the vegetable market and bought some dishes by the way, and brought them back in her pocket.
The room was quiet and silent, and the furniture was spotless. Even the sofa that Jian Yun had messed up when she left in the morning was cleaned. I think it was aunt who came. She knew that someone would come to clean the house around 10 a.m. every day and cook when necessary.
Jian Yun went back to the room to get her clothes changed and took a shower in the bathroom. She is still a little embarrassed to enter the bathroom now. If she is not careful, she will recall the scene that she saw here yesterday morning. She will blush and her heart beat and her ears will be hot.
Jian Yun didn't dare to think about it. She simply flushed, put on her clothes and came out. She took the clothes to the laundry room and put them into the washing machine. Jian Yun went to the kitchen, ready to drink water and make something to eat. Although she was not hungry, if she didn't eat at noon, it would be very uncomfortable in the afternoon.
From the laundry room to the kitchen, she passes through Huo Liancheng's bedroom. Jian Yun finds that the door of his bedroom is open. She is curious and looks inside. Suddenly, she sees someone on the bed.
Jian Yun was startled. She subconsciously stepped back and felt that she should not spy on Huo Liancheng's privacy. If he was not the only one in his bed, wouldn't it be too embarrassing for her to stand here?
With such a thought, Jian Yun easily brought the door to the house. She felt that she had better be careful. Otherwise, if Huo Liancheng was suddenly interrupted by a shame movement, she would surely be angry at her again.
However, even at the moment of closing the door, Jianyun felt a little blocked and uncomfortable. She stood at the door for a long time and hesitated, but still failed to disobey her inner thoughts, she opened the door and walked in.
After Jian Yun goes in, subconsciously she looks up to the ground. She has only one pair of shoes and there is obviously only one person on the bed!
However, the man in the bed was lying on his back, his iron gray quilt only reached his waist. He was naked, with broad shoulders, strong arms hanging on the side of the bed, and half of his face was buried in the pillow. From Jian Yun's point of view, he could see that he was sleeping with his eyes closed.
Jian Yun couldn't help but feel relieved, but then she felt that this scene was really too eye-catching. If he looked at it again, she was about to spray nosebleed!
No, we have to get out of here!
Jian Yun quickly turned to go, but Huo Liancheng turned over at this time. He seemed to mumble something. His voice was a little uncomfortable.
Would you like to come and see him? Jian Yun got tangled again.
Jian Yun felt that he must have been kicked in the head by a donkey. He told himself to stay away from Huo Liancheng. How could he run into his bedroom and care about him now.
After some ideological struggle, Jian Yun finally walked over. She comforted herself. After all, she lived together. If there was something wrong with him, she couldn't get rid of it.
Jian Yun tried not to let herself pay attention to Huo Liancheng's good figure. She sat beside the bed and looked at his face. It was a little red. She reached out to touch his forehead. It was very hot!
"Fever?" Jian Yun was surprised. Why did Huo Liancheng suddenly have a fever?
As soon as Jian Yun's voice fell, she realized that something was wrong. She looked down and was shocked. Huo Liancheng didn't know when to wake up and was looking at her with open eyes.
His eyes are like dark jade, dark and deep, like two whirlpool, to her ruthlessly absorbed in.
"Yes, I'm sorry!" Jian Yun quickly stood up. She stepped back a few steps. Her face was embarrassed. She didn't know where to put her hands. She quickly explained, "I think your room door is not closed, so just come in and have a look..."
After finishing, Jian Yun realized that there was something wrong with this. This was his home. Even if his door was not closed, she had no reason to enter or leave his bedroom at will.
Jian Yun thought that Huo Liancheng would surely use his poisonous tongue to shame and humiliate her. She felt that she had suffered and humiliated herself. Forget it, she was used to it anyway. There was no difference between once and twice humiliating.
"I went out first!" Jian Yun saw that Huo Liancheng did not speak for a long time, and did not know what he meant. She twisted her fingers and turned to go.
"Pour me a glass of water!" Huo Liancheng closed his eyes and continued to lie on the pillow, but his voice was a little dumb.
After a pause, Jian Yun continued to walk outside. After a while, she poured a cup of warm water in and handed it to Huo Liancheng, "here it is
Huo Liancheng held up his upper body, took the water cup and drank it up.When he moved, the quilt on his waist slipped down. Jian Yun's eyes unconsciously looked at him. She saw that Huo Liancheng was wearing only a pair of shorts
Jian Yun immediately looked at his nose and heart and told himself not to peek, or he would have a needle in the eye. However, this room is full of his flavor, the strong male surname breath and the killing hormone. He is going to be fed up with it!
"You have a fever. Wipe it with a warm towel." Jian Yun twisted her head and handed the towel in her hand.
Huo Liancheng glanced at the corner of his eyes, but then he lay down, "don't wipe it!"
Jian Yun's hand was frozen in the air. She took a deep breath and asked, "do you have a thermometer in your house?"
"No!" Huo Liancheng is a little impatient. He lies there, kicking the quilt, and his long legs are so bright there.
Jian Yun was embarrassed to go to see it. She twisted her head, picked up a corner of the quilt and covered Huo Liancheng again. She felt that his perfectly tight upper body was too eyesore.
"It's so hot!" Huo Liancheng was very dissatisfied with Jianyun's quilt covering. This time, he lifted the quilt directly.
Jian Yun also knows that people with fever should not wear too many covers. The first thing is to dissipate heat. She has no reason to ask Huo Liancheng to wear clothes. She has no choice but to put a cold towel on his forehead and reach out to touch his palm.
The palm is cold.
When she was a tutor, she saw her employer take care of children with fever. She also knew some common sense. Cold hands and feet are usually a precursor to a high fever.
"Or, go to the hospital. You have a high fever." Jian Yun retracted his hand, or did not look at Huo Liancheng, lowered his head and said.
"No! I can't die Huo Liancheng closed his eyes, and his big hand clenched in an instant. Just as Jian Yun's hand brushed his palm, his soft hand, warm and feathery, made his heart itchy. #####
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