Should wood Yao is about to say what, the line of sight inadvertently in her neckline slightly open pajamas on skim, the eye ground that scenery makes his eyes color suddenly a heavy.

His face uncomfortable don't open eyes, push her into his house, Nanqiao no strength to resist, step by step back staring at him, scold: "lying trough, should muyao, you have a problem?"

Ying muyao put her on the sofa and poured her a glass of water. He turned around and found that she had already walked to the door. He pulled her back. "Go and have some hot water. I'll go down and buy some food."

Nanqiao was caught off guard and forgot to respond.

Looking at her, he took out his windbreaker from the hanger and walked towards the door. Before going out, he looked back at her and said, "don't move, you know my temper."

South Bridge

Nanqiao took a deep breath and finally sat on the sofa waiting for him to come back.

After drinking three cups of hot water, a sound came from the door. Then, the door was pushed open from the outside. Ying muyao came in. His shoulders were white and his hair was wet.

"Is it snowing?" Nanqiao road.

Ying Mu Yao nodded, took off his coat and handed her the food. "You can help yourself. I'll take you to the hospital later."

"I don't have to go to the hospital. I'll sleep for a few days." South Bridge took food.

Ying muyao said: "you must go to the hospital! I just touched you at least 38 degrees! "

"..." Nanqiao decided to fill her stomach first and then fight with him. She opened the bag and saw that it was full of bread and biscuits.

"She said

"That's all you bought?" She asked, let a person with a cold eat biscuits and bread?

Ying muyao said: "the restaurants nearby are not open. You can only buy these in convenience stores."

South Bridge

Well, she can't ask too much of a young master.

Putting down a big bag of bread and biscuits, she looked at him and asked, "what do you have in the fridge?"

"Yes, wine." Ying muyao road.

South Bridge

She doesn't talk any more. Can she expect a single young master to have any cooking materials at home? you must be dreaming!

Nanqiao quietly took out a bread, tore open the packaging bag and began to chew.

Ying muyao sat next to her and took a sip from the glass she had just drunk.

Nanqiao was stunned, "that's my cup!"

Ying muyao looked at her face which was a little red because of shyness or fever. He raised the corner of his lip and approached her slightly. "There's only one cup here."

So it goes without saying whose cup it is.

South Bridge

So do they share a cup? She had three glasses of water just now[ [smile]

After eating bread, Ying muyao insisted on dragging Nanqiao to the hospital.

Even if it is the new year, the hospital is still not idle, patients pile up, white nurses shuttle constantly.

Nanqiao had a serious cold and a fever of 38.2 degrees, which was higher than expected by Ying muyao. The doctor asked for water.

Should Mu Yao stare at South Bridge one eye, directly want a single ward, embrace her to go in, South Bridge always have a kind of open room already see feeling.

The nurse pricked her needle and left the ward. Ying muyao pushed her to lie on the bed, helped her cover the quilt, and said, "sleep, I'll watch for you."

Nanqiao stares at Ying muyao and wocao with a special mysterious look. Is this the Ying bastard she knows? Don't be a fake yingmuyao

His attitude to her is not like chasing girls in the legend???

Oh, no, he doesn't seem to have chased girls. It's all girls who tell him what they want, and he'll take whatever they want.

But now

Nanqiao was lost in thought. Maybe it was he who had a fever between them instead of he