The person who was sick and couldn't get out of bed was sleeping obediently under the quilt at this moment. It was not Zhao Jingting, but Xie Lun.
Zhao Jingting was sitting on the edge of the bed wearing a shirt and trousers, carefully wiping the sweat on Xie Lun's forehead, with a worried look on his face: "Alan, are you still feeling uncomfortable? Can you still bear it? Do you want a doctor to come and take a look? See?"
Xie Lun rolled his eyes at him and said angrily: "Isn't it uncomfortable? General, please just lie down obediently and let me know this last time?"
"Alan, look, you're being naughty again, hey, don't be angry anymore!" Zhao Jingting looked doting on her face, and leaned over to kiss Xie Lun's forehead, comforting the arrogant little hedgehog.
"Who the hell is being naughty?! Zhao Jingting, you are planning me!" The little hedgehog was so angry that he was about to explode. He clenched his fists and gestured at Zhao Jingting, "You did that last night and you did that again. Don't talk about me. I'm a bit cold to begin with, so even a strong and healthy man can't stand up to your tossing and turning, right? You've taken advantage of it and are still selling it now, you're here... Damn it!"
"Last night, I... wasn't I happy? I couldn't hold it back. Ahem, just... that's it. From now on... I'll just pay attention." Zhao Jingting was so busy that he caught Xie Lun's fist and held it in his hand. I was a little embarrassed and laughed twice.
"Can you tell me what you are so happy about? How can you be so happy?" Xie Lun gritted his teeth when he thought of last night's scene. "I know the reason, so I can avoid it in the future. I don’t want you to turn me into a corpse sooner or later, hehe.”
"Ahem... Yesterday was New Year's Eve." Zhao Jingting whispered, wiping his nose and looking very uncomfortable.
"So?" Xie Lun was confused and really didn't understand. "I wonder if your skin is itchy when New Year's Eve comes?"
"No..." Zhao Jingting became even more uncomfortable. He lowered his head and rubbed Xie Lun's hand. After murmuring for a long time, he continued to speak awkwardly, "On New Year's Eve, we will have been together for exactly one year."
Xie Lun then turned around and felt uncomfortable immediately. His cheeks turned red and he suddenly pulled his hand out. He was obviously shy, but he said stubbornly: "Who... who is in love with you?" ? One year? Last year... It was you who got me drunk on New Year's Eve... I'm not willing to be with you, Zhao Jingting... you're so proud of yourself! Get away! Don't get so close!"
Zhao Jingting has been with Xie Lun for a long time, so how could he not know that he has a little temperament that doesn't always mean what he means? He wasn't angry at the moment. He rubbed his hands and smiled: "Yes, yes, Allen is not willing to be in a relationship with me. It's me who has grabbed the treasure. It's me who shamelessly insists on being in a relationship with Allen."
Xie Lun felt relieved now. He pursed his lips and said, "I want to drink brown sugar tea."
Zhao Jingting was startled: "Red...sugar tea?"
Isn’t that something only women can drink
Besides, how could there be brown sugar in this military camp where old men gather together? ?
Xie Lun blinked his eyes and whispered a little embarrassedly: "Whenever I caught wind and cold when I was a child, my mother would make me a cup of brown sugar tea and let me drink it while it was hot and then sleep. It has been many years. I’ve had brown sugar tea, and I really want to drink it now.”