The little girl had a fair and tender face, holding a bowl in one hand, and sticking the other hand above her head, with two fingers slightly bent, she tilted her head towards him like this.
Yan Chao only felt that something hit him in the heart.
cute.
And you seem to be a little too cute, so... seduce him.
His body was slightly stiff, his fingertips moved slightly, Yan Zhao felt uncomfortable and wanted to look away, but he couldn't bear to look away.
In the end, he could only lick his lips, and just looked at Chu Ci and nodded.
Yan Chao, who was dizzy from the fever and slowed down by half a beat, looked a little dazed.
Chu Ci put down her hand and took the spoon to stir the porridge in the bowl, before speaking again.
"Yes, so no matter how much you pretend to be pitiful, senior, you can't pretend to be innocent. You just went to take a cold shower after being drenched in the rain. Senior, reflect on yourself."
Neither does beauty temptation.
Yan Zhao was dizzy, his IQ was still not very high, and he looked at the little girl in front of him.
Obviously she was speaking in a soft voice, but it gave people a threatening appearance of her with fried hair and her teeth bared.
Because I am cuter than you, so you should reflect on what you have done.jpg
Ah... Fuck... Why is the emoji of God riding a horse so cute.
Yan Chao just looked at the little girl like this, without thinking about it, he followed Chu Ci's words and said, "I've reflected on it, it's my fault."
You reflect so quickly.
Chu Ci paused slightly, stopped the movement of his hands slightly, tilted his head to look at this, maybe he didn't think at all, just answered with subconscious instinct, don't be really stupid, right
Although he had taken his temperature before, Chu Ci subconsciously raised his hand to touch the temperature on Yan Chao's forehead.
Yan Chao didn't move, watching Chu Ci stir the bowl slowly, letting the overheated porridge inside slowly cool down.
There is only one thought left in my mind: Cibao is going to feed me...
There should be nothing wrong, Chu Ci roughly tested his temperature, and then stuffed the porridge bowl in Yan Chao's hand, which was just right for the mouth.
"Senior, let's drink."
Yan Chao: ...
Looking at the bowl that was forced into his hand, Yan Zhao had a glimmer of dissatisfaction in his eyes, and his body slumped back even more, "My body is sore, it's so uncomfortable."
It's obviously just a fever, how can it become so hypocritical.
Yan Chao's only sliver of clarity spurned him, while raising his eyes to look at Chu Ci.
The result of not thinking about it is that the reasons are lame and naive, and the purposeful ones are almost written on his face: Hey me.
Chu Ci paused, and couldn't help but laugh, with a sweet and soft smile in his voice, "Senior, are you a child?"
If it's a child, you can just feed him. Now you can say that he is only three years old, but Yan Chao lowered his eyes and said nothing.
After being ill, he is self-willed and naive, and he will not give up until he achieves his goal. Even the reservedness before has completely disappeared.
It's really safe to say that he is three years old.
Chu Ci took the bowl with a smile, took a spoonful and brought it to his lips.
Yan Sansui, who got his wish, still had a serious face, and then opened his mouth.
After eating, it's time to take your body temperature again.
Putting the thermometer away and keeping an eye on the time, Chu Ci sat by the bed casually flipping through her phone, waiting for him to take his temperature.
Yan Chao, who was holding the thermometer between his hands, looked at the little girl sitting beside his bed, and the dim light from the phone screen shone slightly on her fair, tender and well-behaved little face.