At this moment, Zu Qi's head crashed directly.
He kept the posture of sitting on the bed, staring blankly at Xue Jue who was standing in front of him for a long time, opened his mouth, and said dumbly, "When did you... come in?"
If Zu Qi remembered correctly, he locked the door after entering the bedroom, so how did Xue Jue come in
And shouldn't Xue Jue work overtime in the company at this time
Countless thoughts flashed through Zu Qi's mind, and the more he thought about it, the more desperate he felt. He clenched the sheets tightly with both hands, and his breathing was so hard that it seemed as if someone had punched him in the face, and the fine pain spread along the nerves to his limbs. skeleton.
He didn't know how Xue Jue would react when he learned about his space, and he couldn't even imagine the fate he was about to face...
In just one minute, Zu Qi was shocked into a cold sweat.
"I..." Zu Qi said.
However, as soon as he uttered a word, he saw Xue Jue free a hand and gently put the warm back of his hand on his cold forehead. After pausing for a moment, Xue Jue asked, "Is there any discomfort?"
Zu Qi didn't expect Xue Jue's reaction to be much calmer than he imagined, so he couldn't help but be stunned for a while, then shook his head.
"I'm very good."
"But you don't look very good." Xue Jue pursed her lips and looked closely at Zu Qi's face. There was a hint of worry between her brows, "I'll take you to the hospital for a look."
Because the two of them were too close, the hot air exhaled by Xue Jue all sprayed on Zu Qi's cheeks.
Zu Qi, who was guilty of a thief, didn't dare to look directly at Xue Jue, but he could see Xue Jue's beautiful face that was close at hand in the corner of the light, as if he was about to kiss him in the next second.
Zu Qi suddenly thought of some messy pictures, and his cheeks gradually burned red.
He subconsciously leaned back a little, until fresh air poured in between him and Xue Jue, and it was like a fish back in the water, and finally caught his breath.
"No." Zu Qi narrowed his eyes and refused.
Xue Jue seemed to feel Zu Qi's repulsion, her eyes flashed slightly, she slowly stood up with Xue Wan in her arms, and then explained, "I knocked on the door outside for a long time, and you have not responded, so I will Ask Butler Zhang to bring the spare key."
After a pause, he added softly, "I'm very worried about you."
Zu Qi looked at Xue Jue and found that the other party was also looking at him with his eyes focused on him for a moment, and his ears became hotter for a while.
"I'm really fine, maybe I went to the company during the day, and I'm a little tired." Zu Qi twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled as if nothing had happened.
Xue Jue obviously didn't believe Zu Qi's rhetoric, but he couldn't convince Zu Qi to go to the hospital for an examination, so they stared at each other for a while.
Just when Xue Jue was about to speak, Xue Wan in her arms suddenly opened her mouth and cried.
Seeing this, Zu Qi breathed a sigh of relief. For the first time, he felt that his own son was so cute that he even cried so appropriately.
"He seems to be hungry, go and feed him something to eat." Zu Qi couldn't wait to start chasing people.
Although Xue Jue has been coaxing Xue Wan in a soft voice, she still looked at Zu Qi's expression changes in the corner of the light, and she was immediately annoyed and helpless, so she swallowed the rest of the words and left the bedroom with Xue Wan in her arms.
Zu Qi watched Xue Jue's figure disappear behind the door, and he felt alive again for a moment.
Now Xue Jue has been able to take care of Xue Wan very proficiently. He quickly came to the baby room, holding Xue Wan with one hand, and the other hand filled the milk powder at the fastest speed.
When Xiaoya outside heard the movement, she hurried over to help.
Xue Wan was really hungry, crying so much that his whole face was flushed red, and tossed desperately in Xue Jue's arms.
It wasn't until Xiaoya put the bottle that had been slightly warmed with cold water in his arms that the little guy reflexively hugged the bottle and sucked. His thick eyelashes like a small fan were wet from crying, and his cheeks were still full of blushes. Red.
Xiaoya looked at the young master and couldn't help sighing.
Both Mr. and Mrs. are so good looking, even if the young master looked like a wrinkled little monkey when he was born, he wouldn't be so ugly now that he grew up.
Sure enough, genes determine the level of appearance...
After Xue Wan was completely quiet, Xue Jue carried the little guy out of the nursery, leaving Xiaoya to clean up the mess. Xiaoya was quick and quick, and put everything back in place in less than ten minutes.
When leaving, Xiaoya saw Xue Jue silently standing outside the door, as if waiting for her.
Xiaoya was stunned: "Sir, are you looking for me?"
Xue Jue nodded. He just went downstairs and handed over Xue Wan, who was drinking milk, to Weng Yuxiang. After thinking about it, he was still uneasy and came back to find Xiaoya.
"I just want to ask, is there any discomfort in Zu Qi's body recently?" Xue Jue said hesitantly. In fact, it was a little embarrassing for him to ask Xiaoya these words.
Xue Jue is a person who attaches great importance to privacy. Even the unspeakable past between him and Zu Qi is rarely known. Weng Yuxiang and Xue Yanjing even thought that Xue Jue fell in love with Zu Qi at first sight, and only begged Bailai to chase him. Get it.
Therefore, asking an outsider about her husband's current situation will make Xue Jue feel a little embarrassed.
Even if Xue Jue and Zu Qi did not quarrel or quarrel in marriage, he would not let others know about such private matters.
It's a pity that he has been busy with business recently. The number of times he has returned can be counted on one hand, but he really can't tell the energy to pay attention to Zu Qi.
Xiaoya didn't know what Xue Jue was thinking, but seeing his hesitant and tense expression, she didn't dare to give a perfunctory answer, and after thinking for a long time, she said, "I rarely see you when you're not at home. When the madam goes out, he either plays with the young master in the living room or the small garden, or stays in the bedroom, there seems to be nothing wrong with him."
After Xue Jue heard it, she sighed and fell silent.
Xiaoya was quiet for two seconds, observed Xue Jue's expression, and said carefully, "Sir, what's wrong with Madam?"
"It's alright." Xue Jue recovered quickly, her face quickly returned to her previous indifference, and he urged, "Pay more attention to him, and call me directly if there is anything."
Xiaoya nodded blankly.
"Don't let him know that I asked you these words." Xue Jue said again.
Xiaoya responded quickly: "Okay, I'll be tight-lipped."
After saying this, Xue Jue was going to go downstairs to see Xue Wan. When he turned around, he suddenly remembered something, and he said again, "By the way, tell everyone, you don't need to call his wife, just call him by name."
When he brought Zu Qi back, Xue Jue did not deliberately instruct Steward Zhang and Xiaoya how to address Zu Qi. Later, when they heard them calling Mrs. Zu Qi spontaneously, although they thought it was a bit funny, they did not correct them.
Anyway, he had very little time with Zu Qi, and the title "Mrs." would only disgust Zu Qi alone, and had no effect on him at all.
However, now that the two of them live under the same roof, and even sleep on the same bed, Xue Jue will still feel uncomfortable when she hears the name "Mrs."
Not to say how disgusting I feel, but to call Zu Qi, a tall man with long legs, "Madam"...
It really hurts my self-esteem.
Even Xue Jue didn't realize that, before he knew it, he began to care about Zu Qi's feelings, which was absolutely impossible before.
strange.
Zu Qi sat beside the bed for a long time, he repeatedly rubbed the transparent and crystal emerald in his palm, and when his heart was beating violently gradually calmed down, he felt a chill.
It was snowing outside the floor-to-ceiling windows again, and the temperature inside was very low.
Zu Qi suddenly remembered that he felt a little feverish while packing, so he turned off the heater in the bedroom.
So Zu Qi picked up the remote control to turn on the heating, and felt a burst of warmth rushing towards his face, wrapping his whole body, and suddenly relaxed his shoulders and exhaled a long breath.
There were all kinds of clothes and three suitcases scattered on the floor in front of the closet, but Zu Qi couldn't get his interest in continuing to pack things up.
After sitting for a while, Zu Qi simply kicked off his slippers, crawled into the bed, and lay down to play with his mobile phone.
It is easy for people to breed inertia in a comfortable and comfortable environment. It didn't take long for Zu Qi to forget the tension and anxiety just now, and sleep in the warm quilt.
He slept soundly at first, but after an unknown amount of time, his body gradually became heavier, as if entering a hot steamer.
Zu Qi kicked the quilt away unconsciously, his cheeks were hot, and his thoughts finally cleared up a little.
After just lying down for a while, Zu Qi felt his throat was so dry that he wanted to get out of bed to pour a glass of water, but his heavy body couldn't exert any strength.
Zu Qi struggled for a long time and still lay untouched.
Half asleep, he seemed to hear the sound of the door opening, followed by a series of footsteps, Zu Qi opened his eyes in a daze, and saw a vague figure shaking beside the bed.
"Zu Qi."
Someone is calling him.
Then, a hand lightly placed on his forehead.
The temperature of that hand was a little low, and when it was attached to Zu Qi's hot skin, the strands of cool air seemed to have vitality, drilling directly into Zu Qi's nerves.
"Xue Jue..." Zu Qi's eyes were half closed, his lips were slightly opened, and he exhaled a breath of hot air from his nose, "I feel so uncomfortable..."
"You have a cold." Xue Jue didn't seem to figure it out. Zu Qi was fine just now, but he turned around and became so ill. He sighed helplessly, "I'll get you medicine."
Zu Qi still had a fever, his head was dizzy, his mind seemed to be frozen, he didn't hear what Xue Jue said clearly, and when he noticed that Xue Jue was about to take his hand away, he panicked and raised his hand to hold it.
"You don't go..."
The slightly cool back of his hand continued to stick to his face, Zu Qi raised the corners of his mouth, like a satisfied cat, after rubbing happily twice, he let out a contented sigh.
"It's so comfortable."
Xue Jue had no choice but to stand on the spot, and when Zu Qi's consciousness became blurred, he slowly pulled out his hand.
Not long after Zu Qi slept, he heard Xue Jue calling his name again. He was hugged by Xue Jue and sat up, taking medicine and drinking water.
Xue Jue helped Zu Qi to lie back in the bed, and brought a hot and humid towel to wipe the sweat on his face and body.
Originally, Xue Jue was still sulking because Zu Qi had something to hide from him, but seeing Zu Qi so weak and pitiful at this time, he couldn't get angry at all.
What a fool.
You can get sick when you stay at home. When you go to the crew, I am afraid that you will not cherish your body even more.