"It's all the credit of medicine. It has nothing to do with me," Wen Xiao was amused by his tone. "You're still the first person to say I'm virtuous."

"The word virtuous is not enough to describe you," Qiao Ye sipped and said slowly. "Xiao Xiao is beautiful, capable and has a good character. Whoever can marry you must be a blessing accumulated over several lives..."

A Li makes a vomit in Qiao Ye's mind.

Wen Xiao was so elated by his boast that a newly grown deer danced in her heart. The girl endured the crimson on her face and went to clean up the dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen.

At Qiao Ye's strong request, coupled with the fact that it was too late, it was inconvenient to go back alone. Wen Xiao stayed in his guest room for one night.

The next morning, Wen Xiao woke up vaguely, looked at the white ceiling and the crystal chandelier for a long time, and found that this was not his bedroom.

She dawdled to get dressed, got up and went to the bathroom. She wanted to just wash her face, but unexpectedly saw a new washing suit.

"I brought you a new set of toiletries. Do you see?" Qiao Ye's smiling voice sounded outside the bathroom. "I asked someone to bring breakfast. It's still hot. Come out and eat after you wash."

Wen Xiao answered in a daze, picked up a brand-new toothbrush, squeezed toothpaste into his mouth, looked at himself with messy hair in the mirror, and inexplicably felt that this scene was a little hearty.

This man really knows everything

After having breakfast in the kitchen, Wen Xiao asks Qiao ye to hold a thermometer. After making sure he doesn't have a fever, he watches Qiao ye take medicine, and then safely packs up his things and prepares to leave.

"It's really hard for you this time. I'll invite you to dinner another day." Qiao Ye holds his chin in one hand and a cup of cold boiled water in the other hand, but he looks like a childe sitting at the party smiling to the people around him.

Looking at the man who has regained his demeanor, Wen Xiao misses his messy hair and slightly flashing eyes yesterday.

"You'll be fine when you're well."

"If I get sick next time, I'll tell you at the first time," Qiao Ye looked at her with a smile. "You look great when you take care of people."

Wen Xiao's face suddenly turned red. She hurriedly said goodbye with her bag and fled away from Qiao Ye's house.

The man stood in the French window and looked out. At his feet was Samo, who was coquettish towards him. Nuo glanced obliquely at a man and a dog beside the window and stretched lazily.

A faint smile with unknown meaning escaped from the thin lips and gradually dissipated in the warm sunshine.

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When Wen Xiao returned home, Wen Yiming was sitting on the sofa with a serious face. He didn't know what he was thinking.

"Where have you been?" as soon as Wen Xiaogang entered the door, the boy hurried out and asked, "there was no figure in the middle of the night. Only a message came back saying you didn't go home. There was no cause or process..."

"I'm sorry to worry you," Wen Xiao took off his shoes, put on furry rabbit ear slippers, walked forward and rubbed the boy's hair, "the boss was ill, had a high fever, and there was no one around to take care of him, so I stayed at his house to take care of him..."

"I have a fever. I need you to take care of him all night? I still need you to live in his house?" the boy's voice suddenly raised an octave. "You are a girl. What does it sound like!"

Wen Xiao blinked and looked at his brother's serious appearance. He couldn't help laughing.