After returning to the villa, Lin still felt a little dizzy. And she was hungry, so she went to the kitchen and asked Aunt Li if she had any porridge left for her to drink.

She could just take another dose.

So Aunt Li gave her hot porridge and mixed some vegetables for him. It is in line with the taste of the sick people, clear and light.

But when Lin an was waiting on the sofa, he lay there and fell asleep.

After Aunt Li heated the porridge, she found her sleeping on the sofa, so she went to her and called, "Miss Lin? Miss Lin

Lin an didn't wake up, this scene fell in the eyes of Ji Chengyan upstairs.

He came down to let Aunt Li go first, and he himself called Lin An'an up: "get up and have porridge."

Lin an an opens his eyes hazily. He always feels dizzy and has a headache. A blank look on his face.

Ji Chengyan thought of her last fever, he called up in the middle of the night, is also so innocent.

He frowned and reached out to her forehead. Isn't he feverish again?

But fortunately, the forehead is not hot.

But because he touched his forehead, Lin an honestly closed his eyes again: "I don't want to eat any more, I want to sleep. Will you take me upstairs? "

The voice is soft. With some coquetry.

Ji Chengyan saw that she was lazy and listless, so he went to bring the successful porridge and vegetables on the table: "first, drink porridge, then take medicine, and I'll carry you up."

But Lin an resisted: "I don't want to drink it."

"How to take medicine if you don't drink it?" Ji Cheng Yan stretched out his hand to pull her, rare coax her: "obedient."

Lin An'an was used to being a little out of shape by him. At this time, his body was uncomfortable. Seeing that he rarely spoke to himself in such a soft tone, he was so coquettish: "I don't want to drink it."

"No. Good Ji Chengyan, in fact, every time he sees her acting coquettishly, he has nothing to do with her. He used to be hard and soft, but now he is a hard and soft person.

“…… Then you feed me Lin an an saw that he seemed to be persistent, so he opened a pair of bright eyes and acted coquettishly with him.

Ji Chengyan didn't find it difficult when he heard her request. As long as she was willing to eat, what was feeding her.

So he turned around and began to feed him porridge, spoonful by spoonful. Because it's a careful blow before burning, and take a bite of vegetables, careful and gentle.

Lin an an half lying on the sofa, slightly looking up at him, looking at him against the light, but still can see his eyes and expression, even gentle out of shape.

Sometimes put in the past, let Ji Chengyan feed her, this is what she dare not think, in her eyes, he is like a devil.

Not to mention, being so close to him made him show such a gentle expression to her.

Sick people are often very delicate and vulnerable emotionally.

While drinking porridge, she looked at his gentle expression and careful action, thinking that recently he went out early and came back late, all for her, and suddenly became dense in her eyes.

After the last mouthful of porridge, she suddenly sat up from the sofa, took the initiative to climb up his neck and put her lips together.

In fact, she seldom kisses him voluntarily, but recently, she has this idea more and more frequently.

Ji Chengyan didn't expect her to do so. She still held the bowl in her left hand and looked at her long eyelashes with wide eyes. She softened her heart in a moment.