Zuo Jia is aware of Fu Rongting's eyes for the first time. She grabs the cardigan to cover herself in a hurry. Her eyes are full of disbelief!

"You, you How can you be such a person? "

After several days of contact with Fu Rongting, she felt that Fu Rongting was a typical soldier, calm, not in love with women, resolute and upright.

I didn't expect that he would

Fu Rongting was indifferent. He went to the bed, but he didn't put Zuo Jia down, still holding: "what kind of person am I? Monk Tang? How can the king of the daughter kingdom be indifferent to the temptation? Oh, no, Tang monk is very accomplished in Buddhism, but he is still interested in the king of his daughter's kingdom. "

Left good hands embrace chest, red face way: "I didn't tempt you."

"Well."

Fu Rong Ting light should a, "this Pajama later don't wear, especially when a man comes."

Zuo Jia is a little angry. She never dresses like this in front of outsiders, regardless of men and women.

Where did she know that this man would jump in from the window?

She clenched her lips and did not speak. Her small face was tight and she regarded Fu Rongting as a thief.

Fu Rongting didn't take it seriously. He put her beside the bed and put the pad in her hand: "play for a while, then take medicine, and then go to sleep."

Zuo Jia holds the pad, and suddenly feels that Fu Rongting is treating her like a child, arranging this and that.

Half an hour later, Zuo Jia didn't even open his pad. He sat on the bed in a daze, but he couldn't come back.

Fu Rongting came in again and handed her a cup of warm water and a handful of medicine

Zuo Jia took the water in one hand and the medicine in the other: "thank you, too much trouble for you!"

Fu Rongting, noncommittal, reached out and touched her forehead, and said, "I'm still feverish. I'll send you to the hospital if I take this medicine or it doesn't work."

Zuo Jia is a little dizzy now. She thinks Fu Rongting is too close to her!

She was absent-minded to take the medicine. As a result, she choked carelessly and stuck the capsule in her throat. She couldn't get up or down. She was so miserable.

Fu Rongting patted her on the back. Seeing that it was useless, he went out and poured a glass of water for her again: "take a big drink."

Zuo Jia drank up a glass of water, but the capsule still didn't go down. She looked at Fu Rongting with tears in her eyes: "will I be the first one to be murdered by the capsule?"

Fu Rongting couldn't help laughing: "after a while, the capsule will go down. It can't kill you. It will only be eaten by you."

This is common sense, of course Zuo Jia knows.

She just felt that the atmosphere between her and Fu Rongting was more and more strange. She just told a joke to adjust the atmosphere.

It's good to be brother and sister with Fu Rongting. It's impossible to be a lover.

Louziling is deeply rooted in her heart. It will take a long time to forget.

"Well, you have a rest. I'll go."

Fu Rongting still didn't go through the front door locked by Zuo Jia, and jumped from her bedroom window neatly.

Zuo Jia ran to the window and saw Fu Rongting standing up steadily after landing. He turned around and saw Zuo Jia's delicate face unexpectedly.

"How did you get out of bed? Go back and lie down

"The window is too high. You can come to the door next time. I'll open it for you."

Her bedroom is on the second floor. It's too dangerous for Fu Rongting to jump down like this.

Fu Rongting gave a faint "um" and turned away.

However, the next morning, he still climbed in from the window.

He sat by the bed, touched Zuojia's forehead, and then immediately woke her up: "Jiajia, get up, I'll take you to the hospital!"

Zuo Jia opened his eyes painfully, looked at the open window, and complained low: "I didn't let you go through the front door..."

"I rang the doorbell. You didn't hear me. I had to come in through the window."

"I'm so sick. Let me sleep a little longer."

"No, you have a serious fever. You have to go to the hospital!"

Zuo Jia is used to Fu Rongting's touching his forehead, but when he reaches directly into the quilt and holds her out, she is not used to it. Her dizzy head becomes much clearer.

"Put me down, I'll go by myself."

Fu Rongting didn't let go. He took a look at Zuo Jia's clothes and saw that she had changed her thin silk pajamas into a white long sleeve cotton pajamas.

it's OK for her to go out directly. He took Zuo Jia out of the villa, put her in the car and went back to get Zuo Jia's bag and coat.

Zuo Jia saw that he was going to dress himself. He came back quickly: "I'll dress myself!"

Fu Rongting doesn't insist either. Seeing that she can wear it herself, she starts the car and takes Zuo Jia to the nearest hospital.

There are many patients with cold and fever in this season, and the beds are short. The doctor prescribed medicine, and the nurse arranged her to the injection seat area.

Fu Rongting chooses a quiet area and takes Zuo Jia to sit down. The nurse comes to give her infusion, but secretly looks at Fu Rongting several times.His appearance and temperament are so excellent that it's hard not to be noticed.

Fu Rongting didn't notice, but Zuo Jia saw it. She gently laughed and looked at Fu Rongting.

"What's the matter, it hurts you?"

Fu Rongting saw Zuo Jia looking at him and couldn't help asking.

Zuo Jia shook his head: "No."

Then why do you look at him all of a sudden?

Fu Rongting looked up at the nurse, just as the nurse was looking at him, he immediately understood the reason.

When the nurse left, Fu Rongting whispered in Zuojia's ear, "I'm Tang monk. The goblins want to eat Tang Monk's meat."

Zuo Jia chuckled. It turned out that he was quite humorous. She thought that he was the same as Lou Ziling. They were cold and quiet men.

It seems that louziling has never been joking, or is he only joking with Jingxi?

Thinking slowly drifting away, Zuo Jia didn't know when she fell asleep. When she woke up again, she found that she was sleeping on Fu Rongting's shoulder!

"Sorry..."

Zuo Jia apologized a little. Fu Rongting looked light: "it doesn't matter. My shoulder is a little numb because of your pressure. Just give me a massage."

Zuo Jia is stunned, massage?

Too close, right?

"No? Then wash my clothes. Look, my clothes are full of your saliva. "

Zuo Jia quickly looked down, and then saw that there was a pool of water stains on Fu Rongting's shoulder!

No way!

She never drools when she sleeps!

She stares big a pair of clear black and white eyes, red lips slightly open, surprised.

Fu Rongting no longer teased her, reached out his finger to gently brush away the tears on her face, and said in a low voice, "fool, what's good to cry for? I'm not allowed to cry for him in the future. It's not worth it."

Listening to Fu Rongting's almost tender voice, Zuo Jia realized that she had just dreamt that Lou Ziling had died and cried. It turned out that she was not only in a dream, but also in reality.

Wet Fu Rongting's shoulder.