"Tongzi, why do I think an angel is singing?"
"You're burnt out."
"Why do I have a fever again?"
"What's another... Are you talking about the last time you put the thermometer in the cup? That's a cup fever at most."
"… "
The above is the daily conversation between Bai Weiwei and the system.
She was drowsy and only remembered that last night, she seemed to have a fight with that little bastard He Nanxi at the bar, and then it was raining for a while before she got back to the car.
and then…
Not at all impressed.
"Has He Nanxi..."
"Stop! No, nothing at all. You took off the clean clothes on your body, put them on, and then climbed into bed and went to bed by yourself. It has nothing to do with your uncle. Don't try to frame him."
Bai Weiwei stretched out her hand and rubbed her temples, she kept jumping because of a fever and a cold.
she sighed
The host was so confused last night that he didn't even know how scary he was blushing.
He Nanxi was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she gave medicine and ran to call the clinic doctor to give her an injection.
Tossed most of the night
Bai Weiwei's limbs are sore and weak, which is a unique feeling of weakness after illness.
She sat up struggling and was about to get out of bed when she found the door opened.
And He Nanxi came in with a food tray. When he saw Bai Weiwei's feet had just landed, he immediately frowned, his heart skipped a beat, put the plate on the table, and rushed in front of her.
"You just have a fever, take a good rest."
After speaking, he bent over, reached out to hold her feet, and put them back on the bed.
He pulled the quilt over her again.
A series of actions flowed smoothly, very neat.
Bai Weiwei had already discovered that He Nanxi was very neat in his work, and everything he did was a quick word.
So she didn't find out.
He Nanxi handed her the porridge, "Just drink some. There is no auntie now. I'll call and hire one in the afternoon. If it's not good, drink some."
Bai Weiwei took the bowl and looked at him deeply. He Nanxi was embarrassed to look away.
She couldn't help but smile, her eyes were bent, she looked happy and cute.
"Thank you, Nancy."
He Nanxi's face was tense, and he hummed lightly. It took him a long time to say, "My own person, don't thank me."
This is to acknowledge the status of her sister-in-law.
After drinking the porridge, Bai Weiwei fell asleep again.
Only when the body is healthy can the energy strategy, she is very open-minded and continues to rest.
And He Nanxi came in after putting the bowl, and saw Bai Weiwei sleeping. In the morning light, a layer of golden light sprinkled on her fair face.
Soft and beautiful.
He suddenly thought of how she sang and danced confidently on the stage last night.
Even with a sleazy, raucous feel unique to the occasion.
But her voice still penetrated his eardrums clearly.
Brings a terrifying thrilling sensation.
He Nanxi knew that his strength was writing, and although his singing voice was good, it was still half a point inferior to Bai Weiwei's powerful singing voice.
have this talent.
Buried in a bar.
Thinking of her family of origin, He Nanxi was the first to face the gap between people's starting points so intuitively.