Mommy and Daddy came to confess again

Huo Sihan let go of her hand and turned his back, "Forget it, let's go, I'm fine by myself, cough cough cough! It's just a fever, even if the fever makes you unconscious, it doesn't matter, anyway, someone will come tomorrow morning Come on, you should call 120 for me."

Yan Qinghuan: ...

Yan Qinghuan took a deep breath, "I'll go downstairs to wash the dishes first, and I'll come and watch over you later."

Huo Sihan breathed a sigh of relief, and when Yan Qinghuan walked out of the bedroom door, he took out his mobile phone, and on it were some clips that Xiaofeng sent him, teaching people how to pretend to be sick and pitiful.

He was very contemptuous at first, but he didn't expect Huanhuan to really like this.

Huo Sihan tidied his clothes, then rubbed his cheeks and forehead vigorously.

Yan Qinghuan returned to the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed. Huo Sihan patted the seat next to him, "Huanhuan, just lie down next to me."

Yan Qinghuan curled her lips, "You think beautifully."

Huo Sihan coughed a few times, "Huanhuan, don't worry, I'm very weak now, even if I want to do something to you, I still have more energy than I want to do."

Yan Qinghuan frowned, "Dirty! What time is it now, your head is still full of yellow trash!"

"I just want to tell you that it's safe to lie next to me, and this bed is big enough for the two of us."

Yan Qinghuan rubbed her arms. She was really tired after running for a day. She glanced at Huo Sihan's overly rosy face. This man is sick now, so he probably doesn't have such thoughts.

Yan Qinghuan lifted the quilt and lay beside him.

Huo Sihan turned off the lights in the room, leaving only the one by the bedside, and the dim light shone on each other's bodies, Yan Qinghuan turned over and turned his back to him.

Huo Sihan suddenly hugged her from behind.

Yan Qinghuan's eyes widened, "Huo Sihan, why are you hugging me?"

"Huanhuan, haven't you heard that after you have a fever, you will be cured by sweating. If I hold you like this, I will soon be able to sweat and my fever will subside."

Yan Qinghuan's cheeks were red, "Let go of me first, how can someone sweat like this, are you not afraid of infecting me?"

"Fever is not contagious."

Huo Sihan kissed the top of her hair again, "I can only fall asleep if I hold you, otherwise I will have a terrible headache and I will always think about it."

Yan Qinghuan was angry and annoyed, when did this man learn to be so dishonest?
"Just hug me, relax a little bit."

"I don't, because I know that as soon as I let go, you will run away immediately." Huo Sihan said softly and hoarsely, "And I will never give you the slightest chance to escape."

Yan Qinghuan said helplessly, "It's up to you."

Huo Sihan felt the warmth in his arms, and his heart was warm. Even if she couldn't remember it, it didn't matter, anyway, she was still his Huanhuan, and they would never be separated.

Yan Qinghuan was holding on to her eyelids, intending to slip away when he fell asleep, but she fell asleep unknowingly, and when she opened her eyes, it was already early in the morning the next day.

She looked at the man beside her, and subconsciously touched his forehead, "The fever is gone."

Huo Sihan also opened his eyes, held her hand, and hugged her directly, "Wake up."

Yan Qinghuan pushed the person away, and before he could speak, Si Qingyi's voice suddenly sounded: "Old Huo, I'm coming back to get some clothes. During this time... Damn, is there someone in your bed?"

Huo Sihan covered Yan Qinghuan with a quilt, and gave Si Qing a dissatisfied look, "You don't know how to knock?"

"No, you actually carried your wife behind your back...