The atmosphere was quiet and silent.
Neither of the two in the room spoke, and Ye Qing'an's eyes looked through the gap in his clothes to the bedroom.
The lights in the bedroom were not turned off, and the silhouette of an unknown object could be faintly seen outside the window.
Fu Sinian's breath sprayed on her neck, hot like boiling water.
Her thoughts were tugged back.
She thought she hated Fu Sinian.
"You take your medicine first."
Ye Qing looked away with peace of mind.
In fact, it can't be said that she is weak-hearted, Cheng Yuyang is just a senior who has a good impression of her.
And Cheng Yuyang has a very good personality, and he will unconsciously relax when he gets along with him.
It's just that now that Fu Sinian asked so violently, she couldn't guess that Fu Sinian's words meant stupidly.
Fu Sinian smiled: "Qing'an, your topic is too blunt." ” Suddenly, he pressed down.
Ye Qing'an was shrouded by his figure, and she shrunk in the corner of the sofa.
"You're sick."
Ye Qingan tried his best to make his tone sound calm, "I have a fever and a mess, let's hurry up and take medicine." ” She had thought about it when she woke up from a midnight nightmare before.
If one day, what would it be like for her to meet Fu Sinian again, she thought that she would resent and dislike him, and even treated him as a stranger with a cold face.
But things turned out differently than imagined.
Fu Sinian didn't respond to her words, but asked, "How much Qing'an hates me." ” His tone seemed to state something, but his dark eyes flickered slightly, and his thin lips were tightly pursed.
He's nervous.
Ye Qingan knew.
Half ringing.
"I don't hate you."
Ye Qingan said softly, her chest heaving, trying her best to restrain her emotions, and raised her eyes to meet him.
In fact, when she went to make up the class today, she suddenly seemed to understand.
Since the beginning of school and Fu Sinian, she has not often had nightmares and no longer always thinks about what happened when she was a child.
The disgust and fear she thought were just psychological shadows at work.
And when she really faced this person, when she knew that Fu Sinian was Fu Bind, she didn't have too much disgust and resistance, and her first reaction was a little expected.
"Really."
Fu Sinian's voice was faint, obviously undeniable.
Against the light, his expression looked very soft, and the reflection of the fine hair on his sideburns was reflected on his cheeks, flickering and dimming.
"Qing'an, do you remember when you were a child and secretly hid in the corner and cried?"
His voice was a little hoarse, and Fu Sinian couldn't help coughing and laughing.
Ye Qingan was stunned.
His fingers wrapped around her hair, and his eyes rolled and surged: "When I was a child, I always felt that Qing'an was too weak, and I had to take care of you." ” "As a result, I still want you to take care of me now."
The voice of the voice became smaller and smaller, Fu Sinian closed his eyes tiredly, and his head was groggy.
The sound of even breathing sounded in Ye Qing'an's ears, and she waited for a while to see that Fu Sinian still had no intention of moving, so she struggled to pull out the arm that was pressed under him and probed his forehead.
It was as hot as boiling water.
Ye Qingan hurriedly pushed him: "Fu Sinian" "Qing'an, let me rest for a while."
He whispered.
"You're sick."
Ye Qingan said anxiously.
Fu Sinian still didn't respond.
Ye Qing'an had to get up with difficulty, but Fu Sinian pressed the weight of his entire body on her, which made her feel a little crying.
If it weren't for the dislike with Fu Sinian at that time, she would have a good relationship with him now.
Ye Qing'an stared at his long, curly eyelashes, his gaze softened.
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Grandpa once said in private that Fu Sinian, a child who is very precocious, has a very tenacious and strong personality, so he will not tell the people in the family when he is wronged, so he endures it silently.
So grandpa said that only the two of them were the most convenient to communicate, and asked her to take good care of him and not be separated from Fu Sinian.
Ye Qingan sighed.
Reluctantly finally got up, Ye Qingan squatted on the bedside table and looked for a long time before he turned out the antipyretics.
She quickly woke Fu Sinian up and watched him drink.
"Are you okay if you don't go back to your dorm tonight?"
Ye Qingan asked casually, she sometimes saw the group talking about sleeping or something.
Fu Sinian was already half-awake, but his expression seemed to be a little confused: "En." ” Ye Qingan looked at him tilting his head and shrunk into the sofa, standing in front of him a little worried.
The house she rented was not large, with only one bedroom and one living room.
Let Fu Sinian sleep in the bedroom or leave him here After thinking about it, Ye Qingan still carried him hard and dragged him to the bedroom.
Fu Sinian squinted, dizzy.
In addition, Ye Qingan touched the wound on his leg when he dragged him, and the pain came out of his heart.
He hissed.
Her voice rang in my ears: "Did it hurt?"
"I didn't mean to, you can bear with it a little longer."
Under the snort is the smell of her body, Ye Qingan never wears perfume, this Fu Sinian still knows.
When she was a child, there was always a smell of milk on her body, and Fu Sinian narrowed her eyes.
It's so nostalgic.
Obviously only a few steps away, Ye Qing'an, who was tossing, was sweating, Fu Sinian was burning all over, and she couldn't help but worry.
I can only hope that the fever will go away at night.
If it burns again, he will have to be taken to a clinic near the school.
Luckily, the clinic is open 24 hours a day.
Fu Sinian was carefully helped to lie on the bed, and Ye Qingan tightened the corners of the quilt for him, afraid that he would catch a cold when he was sweating.
He lay quietly on the bed, his cheeks flushed with a whitening complexion.
The eyelashes were long and curly and fluttering gently, and the corners of the lips were white.
By the time Ye Qing'an came to her senses, she was already sitting in the corner of the bed, her fingertips brushing his hair.
Slippery and sticky.
Ye Qingan hurriedly went to the bathroom to wet the towel and came over to wipe his sweat for him.
When Fu Si woke up on Chinese New Year's Eve, it was pitch black all around.
Only the weak street lamps outside the window filtered in through the window screen, and his throat was so thirsty that his whole body was as hot as covering two large quilts.
With his movements, his body was sweaty.
The breath from his nose was still burning, but fortunately his head was not so heavy.
He lifted a corner of the quilt to let in the air outside.
Through the dim and dim light, Fu Sinian looked around and was slightly stunned.
It doesn't seem like it's your bedroom, it's not your bedroom, it's not your bedroom.
His thoughts gradually returned, and he dimly remembered that Qing'an wiped his sweat and tucked the corners of the quilt for him.
This is Qing'an's bedroom.
The quilt was still stained with the faint fragrance of her body, and Fu Sinian's heart suddenly warmed.
But his body was so sticky and uncomfortable that he groped his way and stood up barefoot.
Afraid that he would affect Qing'an's sleep, he deliberately slowed down his footsteps and groped to the bathroom according to his impression.
Before he could enter the door, his eyes were drawn to a small bulge bulging on the couch.
Qing'an is very insecure when he sleeps, so he likes to shrink into a ball.
Fu Sinian's eyes softened, turned around and stepped into the bathroom.
There was a sound around him, and Ye Qing'an was sleeping lightly.
Soon she woke up, her eyelids were heavy, her nose was slightly breathless, and she half-got up and glanced into the living room.
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Empty.
It's just the sound of rushing water coming from the bathroom.
It seems that someone is taking a bath.
Is it Fu Sinian?
The thought swirled around her mind, and it was quickly confirmed.
She put on her shoes and went to the bedroom to take a look.
The quilt was thrown to the other side of the bed, and sure enough, the other person was gone.
There was a sudden click behind him, and the bathroom door was opened.
Ye Qingxin lifted it up.
There was a burst of water vapor all around, mixed with the fragrance of shower gel.
A pair of cold arms wrapped around her body, holding her tightly into her arms, and a low, hoarse voice sounded in her ears: "Woke you up." ” With a lazy flavor and a bit of nonchalance.
Ye Qing'an was tense all over.
She didn't move: "Do you have a fever?"
” Fu Sinian smiled, his chin resting on her shoulder, his wet hair dripping with water.
Trails of water slid down her earlobes to her jaw.
The soft tone scraped through her heart like a feather, making Ye Qing'an feel strange, but she didn't dare to think about it.
Sleepiness had long been left behind, and she said, "I'm going to sleep." ” "Don't go."
In the dark, the eyes could not see clearly, but the ears heard the sound more clearly.
The sound of his even breathing, the rustling of his clothes.
It's ambiguous and panicking.
Suddenly, Ye Qing'an's body was light.
Fu Sinian hugged her into his arms, and she let out a small exclamation.
I remembered that the sound insulation of the school's family building was not very good, so I immediately covered my mouth.
His arms had a crisp breath.
Fu Sinian's pace is very steady, and he is not in a hurry.
Ye Qingan was thrown onto the bed by him and poofed.
She rubbed her ass.
Fu Sinian suppressed a smile: "I'm sorry Qing'an."
I didn't pay attention to the dynamics. ” But Ye Qingan felt as if he was doing it on purpose.
The light in the room was dim, and Ye Qing'an immediately tensed up.
A pair of arms suddenly attached to his waist, and the body that leaned over was not as cold as just now, but with a scorching temperature, Ye Qingan's sense of touch became sensitive.
She flinched, and before she could take precautions, she fell into Fu Sinian's arms.
Fu Sinian's breathing was already a little short.
"Qing'an."
He seemed to like to like to call her by that name.
The palm that reached over was warm, and Ye Qingan was so frightened that he dodged back.
The quilt was accidentally squeezed to the ground by her.
Ye Qingan's wrist was grabbed by him and pulled back.
"Don't fall off."
Fu Sinian smiled: "Although it feels quite interesting." ” Ye Qingan was stunned, completely unaware of what he was talking about.
His fingers exerted some strength, and Ye Qingan whispered, "It hurts." ” As soon as he finished speaking, he let go of a little.
Bedroom with only two people alone.
Fu Sinian said: "Qing'an, don't hate me, okay." ” He seemed to be coaxing.
But Ye Qingan's mind was very clear, and her heart was pounding very hard.
"I said I didn't hate you."
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She lowered her head, her eyelids moving slightly.
Ye Qing'an could feel his gaze on him, his fingers gripping hers, and his fingers were inserted.
Almost immediately, she clenched her fists.
Fu Sinian didn't care.
Rolled over and pressed on top of her.
Ye Qing'an struggled slightly, and his wrist was raised above his head.
She had to raise her eyes to look at him, and she couldn't see his face clearly in the dark, but this current action didn't have the slightest fever and confusion just now.
"Fu Sinian, don't be like this."
Ye Qing'an's breath stagnated.
He tugged her wrists around the back of his neck.
Fingertips ran across her wet back, and she hurriedly retracted it.
Fu Sinian didn't care, her lips crossed the tips of her ears, and the tips of her tongue slid along the shape of her ears a little bit.
"Qing'an, are you thinking?"
He whispered, "I've lured the wolf into the room." ” Ye Qing'an's chest was weak, he bit his lip tightly when he heard the words, and did not make a sound. gd1806102: