She refused to move, and he didn't dare to move most, lest he accidentally touched a place that shouldn't be touched.
The hand, carefully poked out, took the thermometer that had been prepared by the bed, and shook it, patted Yun Jing's waist with the palm of his hand, "Come on, put the thermometer under the armpit..."
Yun Jing obediently raised his arm, Jing Xiangyang put the thermometer in.
Yun Jing weakly drilled into his arms.
"Are you more comfortable?"
Jing Xiangyang stuck to her ear and asked her worriedly.
"Ok……"
Her voice was as low as a gnat and weak.
"How come you get sick suddenly? Aren't you okay when I left?"
Jing Xiangyang really couldn't understand this point.
In just a few short hours, she was so sick.
Yun Jing, who was lying in his arms, moved the fuzi a little, and after a while, he said truthfully, "I took a cold bath..."
Jing Xiangyang was taken aback.
Eyes tightened, gasping for breath, grabbed the little white hand she hung on her neck, pulled her away from her arms, and looked at her sternly, "Why do you want to do this?"
Yun Jing's pale lips were pressed tightly, and he dared not raise his eyes to look at him.
"I want you to come back..."
A long time later...
After all, she told the truth!
Jing Xiangyang exhaled a deep breath and looked at the little girl in front of him. For a while, he really didn't know what to do.
"Yun Jing!!!"
He whispered to her helplessly, sighed, and held up her lifeless little face, "What the hell should I do with you?"
Yun Jing bit her lip and said nothing.
The water eyes were low, not looking at him.
She knew that this kind of self must bore him a lot, but... she couldn't help it, she wanted to keep him by her side for longer and longer... "I will dare to do this again in the future. Stupid thing, I will send you back! I will send you to your parents and I will never care about you again!!"
He is serious!
Yun Jing knew.
Next time, he will really send her back!
Soon, the bedroom door was knocked, and Mrs. Li stood outside and called them, "Master, Miss's ginger soup is ready."
"Come on! Lie down, I'll help you bring ginger soup."
Jing Xiangyang patted Yun Jing on the back, and Yun Jing obediently got off his body and lay on the bed next to him.
Sister Li brought in the ginger soup, as well as the dim sum made for Yun Jing before, heated it up again, and brought them together.
"Master, how is the young lady?"
Sister Li is still very worried.
"It's much better! Sister Li, it's late, you go to bed first, I'll take care of it here."
Jing Xiangyang persuaded Sister Li to rest first.
"Well, let me know if something happens, I can't sleep deeply."
"Well, good!"
Sister Li went out first after she finished talking.
Jing Xiangyang lifted a corner of the quilt, took out the thermometer under Yun Jing's armpit, took a look, his thick eyebrows were frowned.
Thirty-eight degrees five.
Still in high fever.
"Come on, drink some ginger soup first..."
Jing Xiangyang picked up Yun Jing and sat up, and gave her the ginger soup, "Can I drink it myself?"
Yun Jing nodded, looking weak.
Looking at her like this, she didn't let her drink it by herself. Instead, she chose to feed her patiently one bite at a time, "See if you will still be naughty in the future!"
Yun Jing obediently drank the ginger soup he sent over.
Jing Xiangyang looked at her look like a good girl, funny and angry, and gently rubbed her little head, "Can't you save me a little bit of worry on weekdays? It's only been a few hours without you, just put I've been tossing like this! Xiaosan Yun, are you really cruel to yourself?"
After listening to Jing Xiangyang's last words, Yun Jing's eye sockets couldn't help but redden again.
Jing Xiangyang sighed, "Don't be so stupid in the future, you know?"
Putting a big hand on her little cheek, he wiped away the tears on her cheeks, "Don't cry, cry again tomorrow, the eyes should be swollen into giant pandas! Also, I promise you... I promise you will never again. I spent the night outside! Of course, except for the hospital."
Yun Jing was startled...
Jing Xiangyang saw that she didn't respond much, he couldn't help being amused, "What's the matter? When I'm sick, my reaction slows down?"
Yun Jing bit her lip, bowed her head and said nothing.
"What's wrong? Not happy?"
"unhappy……"
She rushed to answer.
Suddenly, he slipped into the quilt, wrapped himself tightly, and stopped appearing.
Jing Xiangyang was a little puzzled, put down the ginger soup in his hand, "Little San'er, have a temper again?"
"No……"
She replied in a muffled voice, as if afraid that he would not believe it, and repeated, "I'm really not having a temper anymore!"
Okay, he believed it.
"Then why hide under the quilt?"
Jing Xiangyang really couldn't guess what the little girl was thinking.
For a long time, she didn't get Yun Jing's answer.
Just when Jing Xiangyang thought she would not be able to answer, suddenly, Yun Jing in the quilt let out a dull voice, "I hate myself like this..."
Her answer made Jing Xiangyang a little bit.
"I know that she is your girlfriend, but I am stingy and want to occupy you, because I am afraid that he will take you away from me. I am really scared..."
Yun Jing was bored in the quilt alone, and she couldn't help crying as she spoke.
"I don't want to make myself so disgusting! Stingy, jealous, and selfish... I have never cared about your feelings..."
When Yun Jing was doing self-confession, the quilt was lifted by Jing Xiangyang.
Arms were separated and propped on both sides of her body, he leaned over and stared at her condescendingly, his eyes closed, his eyes were torch, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he chuckled, "When I grow up, I know how to reflect on myself..."
Yun Jing turned over and looked at him.
The pink lips pursed, he curled his lips, and wiped out a tear, "I'm going back to introspection, but... you just promised me, don't shame!"
"Haha..."
Jing Xiangyang couldn't help laughing out loud.
Reached out and squeezed her pinkish little nose, "Don't dare to go back! Also, in my eyes, you Xiao San'er is still very cute, no matter how selfish, no matter how stingy, and no matter how jealous you are... Besides, um, I think I should also reflect on it and make you like this. I think I should be the first person who can't get rid of the relationship!"
Suddenly saying this, Yun Jing felt warm and astringent in her heart.
I wanted to laugh and cry again, and my emotions suddenly became a bit complicated and sour.
She squatted her mouth and said coquettishly, "It's good if you know..."
Jing Xiangyang also laughed, "Get up and take a hot bath, okay?"
"You take me to..."
As Yun Jing said, he hung his two small arms on his shoulders.
Jing Xiangyang was a little funny, "When will you grow up?"
Yun Jing didn't follow, "I've grown up!"
"But you will always be like a child with me!"
Jing Xiangyang pulled the towel next to him, wrapped her up, hugged her, and walked into the bathroom.
All night tonight, Jing Xiangyang's mood was like riding a roller coaster.
Before answering, I was uneasy, as if something was hanging in my heart, especially annoying.
And now when I came back, although she was sick and feeling very anxious, but she was much better than the feeling of restlessness!
The hanging heart, at least steadily fell down!
Sure enough, it's still comfortable in my own home.
At night, Yun Jing's condition had improved significantly.
Because her bed was wet, she occupied Jing Xiangyang's bed at this time.
"You sleep on the bed, I sleep on the sofa! What's uncomfortable, ask me to know immediately?"
In fact, he could sleep in the guest room, but thinking that she was uncomfortable, he still didn't worry about her alone.
Sometimes, even Jing Xiangyang felt that it was too much to pet Yun Jing.
As You Qian said, the person who really made her grow up may be the culprit.
but……
Let him really let her go, he can't do it.
Even if she knew it was wrong, she just couldn't let her fly!
She can fly, but only if he must watch next to her.
"We both sleep in bed together, can't we?"
Yun Jing asked him innocently, tugging at the cuffs of his clothes, and refused to let go.
"No way!"
Jing Xiangyang immediately denied.
"I promise I'll be safe, and I won't kick you!"
Yun Jing raised his small hand and assured him earnestly.
"This is not the problem!"
Jing Xiangyang pulled her little hand down.
"I don't kick the quilt either."
Yun Jing raised her little hand again.
Jing Xiangyang lowered his eyebrows, "The question is not whether you will kick the quilt, and let me go to sleep!"
Yun Jing curled his lips, "Okay then!"
She didn't force it anymore.
Lie down, blinking bright eyes, looking at him pleadingly, "Then can you stay with me for a while..."
"Ok!"
Jing Xiangyang nodded in the end.
Yun Jing raised her eyebrows for joy and patted the position beside her, "Then you lie down! Let me put your arm on the pillow."
Jing Xiangyang hesitated for a moment, and lay down beside her in his clothes.
Yun Jing was like a baby, curled up in a ball, with his small head resting on his sturdy arms, closed his eyes, and fell asleep contentedly.
Because the two of them were really tired, they fell asleep together within a quarter of an hour.
Jing Xiangyang clearly remembered to go back to the sofa to sleep, but as soon as his head touched the pillow, he fell asleep deeply.
Wake up again, it is already early in the morning.
How did he wake up?
Take it for granted, naturally the restless little guy in his arms woke up.
The calf kicked him a few feet, and there was also a restless little hand fumbled in the warm bedding...
All movements are carried out in sleep.
I don't know when this problem was developed. It is said that Auntie Yew contracted her when she was breastfeeding when she was a child. Now she is 18 years old and hasn't given up yet.
Nothing knows that she has been slapped back, flick away, come again, flick away again, come again... Jing Xiangyang knew that she was already awake.
She deliberately troubled him!
This little demon! !
Just when her little devil's claws came under his shirt again, he suddenly turned over, and forcefully ballasted Yun Jing under his figure, "Being naughty before he gets better..."
Yun Jing curled his eyebrows and smiled at him, her beautiful and bright eyes were like crescent moons, and she was glamorous, and her sleepiness was gone.
"what time is it?"
She asked him softly with her soft voice and some laziness.
Jing Xiangyang looked back at the quartz clock on the opposite wall, "It's still early, it's only four o'clock, and I will go to bed again."
"it is good……"