Song ran drank a large cup of brown sugar and ginger tea, and then retracted into the quilt. Gu Jingxing looked at her nervously: "does it still hurt? Is it better? "

Song Ran's eyes were dim: "is this the elixir? Will it have such a quick effect? "

Gu Jingxing touched his nose: "do you want another drink?"

Song ran shook his head: "if you drink it again, you will vomit."

Kwai hung put the glass aside and took a quick handkerchief to wipe her sweat. "Sweating, isn't it too hot?"

Song ran looked miserable: "other places are hot, but the stomach still hurts, and the back is still ice."

Because there is a hot water bag covered, so the stomach is a little better, but the back and legs, really cold, it is killing ah.

Gu Jingxing's hand then poked into the quilt, as if into the flame mountain, so hot, how can this girl stand?

Song ran said in a hoarse voice, "what are you doing?"

The man did not speak, and the dry and warm palms were pasted on her back. Song ran felt that there was a warm current behind her. The temperature of his palm made her feel very comfortable and comfortable. She could not help but want to put her whole body into his palm.

Gu Jingxing sat on the edge of the bed, pressing her back gently with the palm of his hand. His voice was so gentle that he couldn't believe it

Song ran took some nasal sounds and said, "well, there are."

Gu Jingxing's palm was always close to her back, and song Ran's pain gradually disappeared. Once the pain disappeared, the whole person's body became extremely tired, and she fell asleep in a daze.

Gu Jingxing saw that she finally fell asleep, and her eyebrows opened. Her expression seemed to be less painful. Gu Jingxing's hands touched her. Her body seemed to warm up and touch her stomach. The hot water bag was not as hot as her stomach, so he took out the hot water bag.

When she took it out, she really shed a lot of sweat. Gu Jingxing got up and went to fetch a basin of hot water, intending to give her a little wipe.

As soon as the quilt was lifted, it was found that the girl's nightdress had been lifted up to her stomach, revealing a section of tender white stomach and two long straight legs. Gu Jingxing felt that her blood and blood were surging up and her hands were shaking.

After a few breaths, he managed to calm her down. He gently pulled down her nightdress, and then shook his hands to wipe the sweat from her neck and chest.

Song ran murmured vaguely: "Jingxing, what are you doing?"

Gu Jingxing suddenly did a guilty way: "nothing, I did nothing." He was so nervous that his palms were sweating.

Song ran did not have the following words, closed his eyes and went to sleep again. Gu Jingxing was relieved. He really shed a lot of sweat.

After wiping her body, Gu Jingxing rushed out of the room with a basin of water. As soon as he entered the bathroom, he felt hot under his nose. Gu Jingxing quickly reached out to touch it.

Boy, I have a nosebleed.

Fortunately, song Ran's girl fell asleep. Otherwise, she would tease him and tease him about it.

He quickly washed his face, cold water on his face, that crazy jump, restless heart gradually calm down.

On this night of early summer, Gu Jingxing went into the bathroom to take a cold bath, and finally entered the room wearing short sleeve shorts.

He moved a stool and sat by the bed against the wall. He looked at her quietly and watched her quietly.