Second marriage era

Leaning against the door panel, separated from Qin Mi by a wall, Shen Qingyan felt the heat coming from his lower abdomen, and... an indescribable tendency to raise his head vaguely, a picture of a blushing face as gentle as jade. It is the burning cloud in the sky.

As a man, and a man in his late thirties, even though Shen Qingyan had never been in a relationship and had always been a virgin, he knew about those things.

The more he understood, the more ashamed he was and wanted to find a crack in the ground to sneak in.

What the hell is he thinking!Why would there be such an unspeakable thought at that time...

The charming scene resurfaced in Shen Qingyan's mind again, Shen Qingyan desperately shook his head, trying hard to get the imaginative images out of his head.

But the body temperature didn't drop at all, Shen Qingyan took a deep breath, took a deep look at the bathroom, gritted his teeth, and walked in with all his might.

That night, the sound of water in the bathroom rang for nearly half an hour before the lights went out.

The next morning, after waking up from the soft and comfortable bed in the hotel, Qin Mi stretched in satisfaction, rubbed his eyes, and felt sleepy.

Who is she, where is she, what is she going to do?
Oh, by the way, she is Qin Mi, and she is currently in the hotel, on a business trip.

After reacting, the pain from the hangover came slowly.

Qin Mi rubbed his aching temples and wrinkled his nose.

She seemed to have had a drink last night, then chatted with others for a while, and then... She only wrote two thousand short stories.

The scene of being framed by Gu Wenwen suddenly appeared in his mind, Qin Mi's face changed, and he hurriedly lifted the quilt to check.

The clothes are still in good condition, and there is no problem.

Qin Mi breathed a sigh of relief, and then thought that she stayed with Shen Qingyan last night, so Shen Qingyan should have sent her back.

There was no accident last night, it was thanks to her good friend Shen Qingyan.

Thinking of this, Qin Mi got off the bed, found a piece of clean clothes in the suitcase, opened the door after washing, and prepared to go over to thank Shen Qingyan.

"Shen Qingyan? Are you there?"

She went to Arms and knocked on the door.

The sound of footsteps came from far to near, Qin Mi stood at the door for a while, and the door was opened.

"What are you doing here?"

Shen Qingyan was leaning on the door frame with one hand, feeling a little tired, but he still managed to raise his eyes to look at Qin Mi.

Qin Mi looked at Shen Qingyan in front of him, feeling something was wrong.

Shen Qingyan has a good voice, clear and moving, like the sound of silk and bamboo, but now his voice is too hoarse, and there is a deep sense of fatigue.

Qin Mi's intuition told Qin Mi that something was wrong. She looked at Shen Qingyan, who had a sickly red face, observed it carefully, frowned and said seriously, "Do you have a fever?"

Interrogative sentences, declarative tone.

Thinking of the embarrassing incident last night, Shen Qingyan was strangely silent for a moment, then coughed, and said without changing expression: "It's nothing, it's just a minor illness, I'll take a day off and it will be fine."

Knowing that one should not overly interfere with other people's affairs, but the person in front of him is his good friend, Qin Mi still couldn't help asking, "The temperature here doesn't seem like it would make people have a fever, does it?"

Whether it was yesterday or today, the sun was shining outside, she was fine as a hangover woman, how could Shen Qingyan suddenly have a fever?
It is said that if you tell a lie, you have to use countless lies to make it up.

Asked by Qin Mi, Shen Qingyan had no choice but to answer bravely, "Maybe it's because I'm not acclimatized."

Qin Mi refused to let go, "But didn't you often come with others before?"

Shen Qingyan: ...

Mistake, he actually forgot about it.

Looking at the growing suspicion in Qin Mi's eyes, Shen Qingyan felt that he had dug a hole by himself and buried himself in it.

With a clear cough, Shen Qingyan gritted his teeth and said, "Actually, I had a fever because I kicked the quilt indiscriminately when I was sleeping last night, and then I caught a cold and developed a fever."

After saying this, Shen Qingyan closed his eyes, and for a long time did not dare to look directly at Qin Mi in front of him.

It's really embarrassing to say such a thing.

But different from Shen Qingyan's imagination, Qin Mi didn't care much about him kicking the quilt, instead he felt strangely cute.

After all, Youshu also liked to stomp on the quilt when she was young, and she didn't change this habit until she went to kindergarten.

Unknowingly, he put his relationship with Youshu on Shen Qingyan, Qin Mi asked with concern: "You have a fever today, are you still going back to see the client? I feel that you are not in a good condition."

To be honest, although Shen Qingyan didn't seem to have any problems, his pale complexion couldn't be fooled by anyone.

Faced with Qin Mi's concern, Shen Qingyan shook his head and stood up straight, "Don't worry, it's just a low-grade fever. I and the two pills should be fine. Let's go have breakfast now."

Qin Mi nodded, but still worried about Shen Qingyan.

Facts have proved that Qin Mi's worry is not unnecessary.

When he went to meet the client, Shen Qingyan still had no problem on the surface, but Qin Mi who was sitting beside him could clearly see the cold sweat on Shen Qingyan's forehead.

After about a while, after Qin Mi and Shen Qingyan bid farewell to those two people, Qin Mi suddenly felt a weight on his shoulders.

Looking back, Shen Qingyan, who was standing still just now, was leaning on her shoulder at this moment, his face was as pale as gold paper, and even his lips were bloodless.

How could this person spoil himself like this!

When Qin Mi encountered this situation, she panicked for a moment, but she quickly calmed down, helped Shen Qingyan to the side of the road, took a taxi, and then went to the nearest small clinic for the dead.

"It's already burned to [-] degrees, why did you come here?"

Surprisingly, the owner of the small private clinic was a Chinese. Looking at the body temperature on the thermometer, he stroked his long beard and gave Qin Mi a look.

Qin Mi was a little embarrassed, "He told me this morning that it was just a low-grade fever, and I didn't pay much attention to it. Who knew that the fever was so serious..."

"Forget it, I'll prescribe the medicine for you later, and you should be fine when you wake up."

The old man stroked his beard and prescribed medicine for Qin Mi.

After taking the medicine and thanking the old man, Qin Mi took Shen Qingyan back to their hotel.

Putting Shen Qingyan on the bed, Qin Mi planned to ask for some hot water and let Shen Qingyan drink medicine, but he never thought that just as she was about to leave, the person on the bed grabbed her by the corner of her clothes.

Qin Mi tugged twice, but she didn't pull it out. The confused Shen Qingyan held her clothes tightly, as if unwilling to let go.