Chapter 567

There was a knock outside the door.

Bo Xiushen got up and went to open the door.

Outside was the assistant director, who breathlessly handed a small medical bag to Bo Xiushen.

Bo Xiushen took it and said thanks.

The assistant director was worried and asked, "is qiange OK?"

Bo Xiushen, holding the door with one hand and the medical bag in the other, said, "I stare."

After the assistant director leaves, Bo Xiushen takes out the thermometer and the ice bag from the bag.

Liang qiange's temperature is 38.8 degrees. It's on the high side. It's 39 degrees.

Looking at the obvious antipyretic and cold medicine on the bedside table next to him, Bo Xiushen took out the ice bag again and carefully cooled Liang qiange's physics.

If the fever doesn't go away tomorrow morning, you'll have to go to the hospital.

Liang qiange has not fallen asleep. She can feel something cold on her forehead. She feels uncomfortable and reaches out to move it away.

The hand reaches half, is grasped by a pair of familiar big.

"Don't move." The man's deep voice rings in the ear.

Liang qiange licked his dry lips and muttered with his eyes closed: "am I Dreaming? "

The man stroked her hair and asked, "is there me in my dream?"

Liang qiange opened his eyes and drooped his eyelids. He retaliated and said, "no..."

The man's voice was still soft: "no, what is it now?"

"Blame you..." "Why do you come to other people's dreams..."

"I'm not right." The man will adjust the position of the ice bag, holding Liang qiange's finger and saying, "I miss you so much, I came here without your consent."

This set of words seems to make Liang qiange very useful, her frown relaxed some, said: "no more."

Bo Xiushen laughed again and said, "OK, there's no next time. Don't be angry."

Liang qiange just released the eyebrow, once again wrinkled tight, she sucked under the nose, uncomfortable asked: "what do you say?"

Bo Xiushen didn't tease her any more. He lowered his body and got close to her and said gently, "I said, I'll come again. You can't catch up and follow you forever."

Liang qiange felt the itch of her ears. She turned her head and looked at the man beside her.

After a while, Liang qiange suddenly said, "hold me to sleep..."

Bo Xiu sank for a long time, sighed, reached out his hand and ordered the tip of Liang qiange's nose. He murmured, "I hope you can remember what you said tomorrow morning."

Bo Xiushen is not sleepy, but he still goes to bed, embraces Liang qiange, and lets her lean on his arms and hugs her to sleep in the past.

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high fever can make people confused and confused, but it does not make people lose memory.

Anyway, Liang qiange did not lose his memory.

It is also because there is no amnesia, the situation has become so embarrassing.

The breath of the man around him is symmetrical and natural, and his thick bathrobe has become messy because of the cooling and warming of the night.

Liang qiange remembers that he didn't wear anything in his bathrobe. Yes, he didn't wear any underwear.

“……”

What should I do now?

Under the neck is a man's strong arm, fingers grasp, is a man's wrinkled shirt, even her head, is now buried in men's arms.

The breath was full of men.

In the end, what should we do?

"Awake?" All of a sudden, a deep voice was heard around me.

Like a thunderbolt, Liang qiange was shaken to pieces!

She relies on her head is low, thin Xiushen should not see her eyes, she quickly closed the eyes, control breathing, pretending not to wake up.

There was no sound above for a moment.

When Liang qiange was nervous and anxious, the ice bag on her forehead was taken away, and a warm palm covered her forehead. After touching her twice, the hand helped her hook the fragmentary hair on her forehead behind her ear.

Liang qiange did not dare to move.

Then she felt Phoebe touch her head twice, then lean over and give her a kiss in the corner of her forehead.

Liang qiange feels that her heartbeat seems to be getting faster. She quickly controls it. If she gets so close, her heartbeat will be found out!

"It's gone." The man's voice is light and shallow. He moves a little. It seems that he is going to get the mobile phone. After watching the screen for a while, he releases the mobile phone. Then, Liang qiange feels that he is moving his head.

His head was removed from his arm, and Liang qiange put his pillow on the soft pillow. There was a rustle around him, and he got out of bed.

After a while, the bathroom door opened and closed, until there was no sound in the room. Liang qiange opened his eyes again and looked at the ceiling above in panic.

I remember what I said last night.

Liang qiange clenched his fist and grabbed his hair and pulled it out."Liang qiange, you are so stupid as a pig!"

After scolding herself, she sat up a little bit. Hearing the sound of water coming from the bathroom, she quickly got out of bed and walked to the cabinet to get her underwear.

Just opened the cabinet door, the water suddenly stopped.

Liang qiange was startled. He closed the door of the cupboard and ran back to the bed. He covered his head with a quilt and fell asleep on his side.

The footstep sound of wearing slippers from far to near, Liang qiange did not open his eyes to know, thin Xiushen went to her side again.

She swallowed nervously.

Then, some of the horns were opened.

She quickly pretended to be dead again.

The quilt was pulled down a little. Just now she was in a hurry and covered her head with a quilt. Now thin Xiushen helps her to expose her head and tucks the quilt corner under her neck.

Then his face was touched. Liang qiange heard Bo Xiushen say, "I'm going to prepare breakfast. I haven't eaten for a day. I should be hungry."

Liang qiange did not respond, and she did not dare to respond.

The man laughed again. He seemed to get closer. Liang qiange felt that his breath had hit her side face: "Miss Liang, you did a card. This is a reasonable consumption. Don't be embarrassed."

Who's sorry!

No!

Liang qiange still doesn't move. He doesn't move when he dies!

Bo Xiushen came out of the door with his coat.

After the door closed, Liang qiange opened the quilt and ran to the bathroom.

In the bathroom mirror, because she had just been ill, her skin was dry, her lips were dry and her hair was still a mess of static electricity. She looked very embarrassed and untidy.

Liang qiange covered his face, and the only thing he was happy about was that his eyes were swollen and there was no blood in his eyes.

But it's not much better.

She angrily patted the washing table and scolded herself: "I'm disgraced!"

With that, she went out of the bathroom and took the clothes out of the cupboard and put them on.

When Bo Xiushen came back with two bowls of congee, he saw that Liang qiange was dressed neatly in the hotel room, holding the remote control, leaning against the sofa to raise the TV station.

She turned her eyes a little when she saw him coming back.

Thin Xiushen picked her eyebrows and noticed that she had made up.

He wanted to laugh, but he was afraid that she would be angry.

"Back?" Liang qiange was domineering and domineering to raise his chin. His expression was mean and indifferent. He glared at Bo Xiushen: "explain, how can you have my room card? Who gave it to you?"

Anyway, if you don't say anything else, you have to show the momentum of the villain's accusation first. Otherwise, you don't need to ask for the face!