Mengbao came to the door: Dad is uglier than you

The lights in the aisle hadn't been extinguished, it was dim and warm.

Hawthorne's butt hurt from the fall, he let out an ouch, and when he opened his eyes, he saw two bright, healthy and slender legs in front of him.

Her face froze, and she looked down at the thing she was holding, a white bath towel.

In an instant, she understood what she had just caught.

No way, dude, it can't be such a coincidence, can it?
Huo Sanan covered his face with a bath towel to cover up his flushed face.

Criminal Minister You stood in front of her, his handsome face was originally ugly when the towel was pulled, but when he looked down and saw Hawthorne covering his face with the towel he used, his eyes darkened instantly.

"It's ten past ten."

When Hawthorne heard the inhuman voice coming from above her head, her whole body trembled, and she hurriedly said, "Little Xingxing has a fever."

She stood up, turned her back, and handed the towel over her back.

Criminal Minister You glanced at it, and suddenly took a step closer, "Are you eager to take off my towel, or? Hmm?"

Hawthorne felt the breath of the person approaching behind him, and his whole body was stiff, only felt that he was close to his body, and his breath was right next to her ear, hot and ambiguous.

"Brother, what are you doing? You didn't say that, don't you have delusions about you? Now you are the one who has delusions about me!"

Although Huo Sang was confident about his face, this Young Master Xing would definitely not be tempted. The women he had seen must be like Guo Jiang Zhiqing.

Xing Chenyou was panting abnormally, and Hawsang swallowed, feeling his hands clasping his waist.

Huo Sang blushed, "Xing Chenyou, little Xingxing has a fever! Can you wake up a bit?!"

Criminal Minister You lowered his head and bit Hawsang's ear as if he hadn't heard of it.

Huo Sang trembled all over, and suddenly raised his hand to grab Xingchenyou's hand, "Xingchenyou, what are you doing? Little Xingxing has a fever!"

Criminal Chen You became more and more serious, and Hawthorne could feel the changes in his body.

She gritted her teeth, stomped on his instep, lowered her head and bit him again.

Criminal Chen You was in pain, so he raised his head. His eyes were abnormally red, but he frowned, and his eyes seemed to be a little clearer.

"...Little Xingxing has a fever!"

Huo Sang's voice came from in front of him, and Xing Chenyou could hear it clearly.

"You..." He rubbed his eyebrows.

Hawthorne walked forward a few steps quickly, and threw the towel on him, "The servants are not here, you have to take out the car keys if you want to drive, change your clothes quickly, and send little Xingxing to the hospital. Take your temperature."

Xing Chenyou held her back with deep eyes, "It's cold outside and the hospital is far away. I'll send someone over."

He looked at Hawthorne and said in a low voice, "Don't worry."

Both bodies froze for a moment, Hawthorne immediately withdrew his hand, "Little Xingxing has always been in good health."

"Ah."

The criminal minister Youjun's face sank slightly, he glanced at the little star whose face was burning red, and called Nan Shaochen.

It was a little strange for Nan Shaochen to receive a call from Xing Chenyou in the middle of the night. He got up and rubbed his brows, and said lazily, "Brother, what are you doing in the middle of the night?"

"My son has a fever, come here."

"Huh? Your son?"

Nan Shaochen suddenly woke up and regained his energy, but he still wanted to ask a few more questions, but there was a beeping sound from the other end of the phone.

Excitedly, he changed into his casual clothes, took his medical kit, drove the sports car and rushed over directly.

Xing Chenyou went downstairs and brought up the medicine box, and Huo Sang immediately took Xiao Xingxing's temperature.

During the waiting time, no one spoke, and it was so quiet that Hawthorne's nervous heartbeat almost stopped.

After taking the temperature, it was 38 degrees.

Hawthorne's voice seemed brisk in this empty room, "The weather is cold now, and it's easy to get a fever when it's cold and hot. Children's immunity is weak, but little Xingxing has always been in good health before, and has never been sick."

"Yeah." Xing Chenyou looked at the expression of self-blame on her face, and his deep and restrained voice was a little soft at night, "It's not your fault."

Hawthorne didn't speak, it was her mother's fault, after little Xingxing came back, she should change his clothes and ask him how he is.

Then, there was a long silence and embarrassment in the air.

"Mommy~~" Little Xingxing's voice murmured, feeling very uncomfortable.

Hawthorne hurried over, knelt by the bed, held Little Xingxing's hand, "Mummy is here, Mommy is here."

Little Xingxing was just talking in his sleep, he frowned, feeling very uncomfortable.

"How much do you know about your mother?" Xing Chenyou suddenly asked again.

Hawthorne stopped his hands and lowered his head, "I don't know, I don't have much memory of her."

"Have you seen the person who looks like you today before?"

"No." Hawthorne turned his head, "Have you found out who she is?"

Only the bedside lamp was turned on in the room, and the light was not so bright. Xing Chenyou's eyes were deep, "No."

Hawthorne pursed his lips, but said nothing.

Fifteen minutes later, Xing Chenyou heard the doorbell ringing outside, he glanced at Hawsang, "I'll go and open the door."

Hawthorne nodded, "Yes."

Nan Shaochen leaned in with a gossipy face, "Where is your son? Your son is here, so where is your son's mother? Ayou, I didn't expect you to be so awesome, you have a wife and children!"

"Stop talking nonsense, go upstairs." Xing Chenyou gave Nan Shaochen a cold look, turned and went upstairs, took a few steps, and paused, "Don't say what you shouldn't say, keep your mouth shut."

Nan Shaochen rubbed his nose, after all, he is also the Fourth Young Master of Shangjing, so don't give him face!

"Ayou, you still don't let the servant stay at night, I think it's better to let someone keep it, just in case... Okay, I won't talk anymore."

Arriving at Little Xingxing's room, Nan Shaochen immediately saw Huo Sang sitting by the bed.

Hawthorne turned his head when he heard the movement, and immediately stood up, his eyes were red, "Show Little Xingxing quickly."

When Nan Shaochen saw Huo Sang, surprise and gossip appeared in his eyes.

Xing Chenyou gave him a sideways glance, and Nan Shaochen hurried forward to check the little bun who looked exactly like Xing Chenyou on the bed.

"It's just a fever. I'll put a fever-reducing patch on him and take some medicine. Children, it's not good to infuse too much."

After hearing this, Huo Sang breathed a sigh of relief, Nan Shaochen took out the antipyretic stickers and antipyretic medicine, and wanted to say a few more gossips, but was kicked out of the room by Xing Chenyou.

Nan Shaochen was so depressed that he decided to talk to Li Yisen about it.

Hawthorne's attention was all on Little Xingxing, and he didn't pay attention to the people around him.

After taking the medicine and putting on the anti-fever patch, after about two hours, little Xingxing's fever subsided. Hawthorne breathed a sigh of relief after taking his temperature.

Xing Chenyou tucked up the quilt for Little Xingxing unskillfully, and turned his head to see Huo Sang, who was still supporting Little Xingxing just now, lying on the bedside and fell asleep.

"Hawthorne?" Criminal Minister You frowned.

Huo Sang didn't respond, and fell into a deep sleep, but Xing Chenyou saw that her hand was still tightly holding on to Little Xingxing.

The next morning, Hawthorne woke up suddenly. She had a nightmare.

When she woke up, she saw that she was sleeping on Xiao Xingxing's bed, and Xiao Xingxing hugged her tightly, sleeping soundly, she quickly touched his forehead, it was normal, and the fever had completely subsided.

Hawthorne heaved a sigh of relief, but it was a little strange, yesterday she was half kneeling beside the bed, when did she go to bed?

Could it be that he hugged himself to bed?

When she went downstairs and saw Xing Chenyou, she didn't know if she was out of her mind or what, she said, "Well, you carried me to Xiao Xingxing's bed last night?"