Rebirth of the Giants: The Return of the Devil's Daughter

Although she took a hot bath yesterday and drank the ginger brown sugar water that Si Yiyan personally cooked for her, Wen Xinya's body was still unbearably ill.

He started to have a fever at three o'clock in the morning, because he shared the bed with Si Yiyan, so he quickly discovered Wen Xinya's physical condition, and hurriedly called a doctor to treat her.

The doctor said that it was just the wind and the cold, and two days of intravenous drip would be enough, but Wen Xinya hated injections, so she acted coquettishly and shamelessly, Si Yiyan had no choice but to ask the doctor to prescribe the medicine, and then sent the doctor away.

After taking the medicine, Si Yiyan twisted the warm handkerchief to help her physically reduce the fever. Because of the fever, she was weak and weak, and her mind was groggy, so she fell asleep again.

Dimly feeling that Si Yiyan helped her replace the veil on her forehead from time to time, and also touched her body temperature from time to time. The warm kerchief always covered her exposed skin when she was sweating and sticky. Wipe it down.

Gradually, she felt that her body was not so hot and her head was not so chaotic, and she finally fell asleep.

After sleeping until early in the morning, Wen Xinya touched her forehead subconsciously, the fever has subsided!

Thinking of Si Yiyan's meticulous and considerate care last night, her heart filled with joy and sweetness. She has never been taken care of like this in two lifetimes.

Wen Xinya wore Si Yiyan's too long nightgown, dragged her slippers and left the room. Si Yiyan was not in the living room. She searched around the room, and finally found him in the kitchen.

He was wearing a dark purple shirt. That noble and beautiful color made him look more dignified and mysterious.

While talking on the phone, he stirred the porridge in the pot and said, "Every grain of rice has blossomed, and the fragrance is also coming out. I tasted it, and it is soft and sticky. Is it ready for topping?"

Si Yiyan picked up a small porcelain white bowl, filled half of the bowl of porridge, then burned the red bean paste and sweet-scented osmanthus honey on top of the fragrant glutinous porridge, and picked up a small spoon to taste it. The taste seems to be good, but he has never been too fond of sweets, so he doesn't know if it tastes like this.

Wen Xinya thought of what she said when she was acting like a baby last night, but she didn't expect Si Yiyan to cook sugar porridge for her personally. Suddenly, a feeling of emotion surged up in my heart.

Wen Xinya stepped forward quietly, wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, put her small face on his thin and scorching back, and rubbed it lightly twice: "I didn't expect Nine Young Master Xia, not only to go up If you have the living room, you can also enter the kitchen! He is simply a good man."

"I've only met two of the three good men's standards." Si Yiyan let her hug him like this, feeling her full attachment to him, and stirred the porridge in the pot, afraid that it would be mushy again in a while.

"What are the two?" Everyone has a different understanding of the three good men, and Wen Xinya was suddenly curious about how he understood it.

Si Yiyan replied with a smile: "You can go shopping and enter the kitchen!"

Wen Xinya couldn't help but asked with a smile: "Then what is the other thing that hasn't been done?"

"I can't do it..." Si Yiyan's tone was full of laughter and playfulness, and the tone was long and meandering, with a hint of charm, he turned around suddenly, hugged her in his arms, and whispered in her ear. While whispering: "I can get on the bed!"

"Smelly rascal!" Wen Xinya couldn't help but punched him, her face was instantly smeared with rouge, like a blooming hibiscus flower, charming and beautiful, astonishingly beautiful.

"Just wait for you to grow up and do the third thing, so that I can be called a three-good man." Si Yiyan gently kissed the corners of her pale and dry lips, sliding his tongue over her lips Petal, with gentle care.

The softness between the lips, there is a hint of slipperiness, the dry lips feel moist, and the warm and elegant face is even redder: "Sex embryo."

Si Yiyan's voice was kept low, and his clear voice became more charming and seductive: "A woman's [sex] happiness is what men value most... I also value it!"

Wen Xinya stared at Si Yiyan with hot cheeks.

Seeing that she was annoyed, Si Yiyan thought that she was still sick, so he stopped teasing her. Looking at her slightly haggard face, her pale skin was as clean as jade with a hint of pink, she stretched out her hand gently Probing her forehead: "The fever has subsided. The doctor said that as long as the fever subsides, there will be no serious problems."

Wen Xinya watched his beautiful eyebrows stretch, and the corners of his lips evoked a light and graceful smile, as soft as a cherry blossom.

Si Yiyan asked again in a low voice: "Is there any other discomfort? Does your head still hurt? Yesterday you said your throat was dry and sore. Do you feel better today?"

Si Yiyan thought of her squatting at the door of Jiayuan Club against the sub-zero temperature and biting cold wind last night, and her heart shrank for no reason. She was right, he shouldn't have hesitation and hesitation, as long as he was open-minded, he would be happy. Can be calm and calm in everything, and the Mount Tai collapses in front of him without changing his color.

Wen Xinya shook her head and said, "It's just that I don't have much strength in my body, and I don't feel any other discomfort!"

Si Yiyan couldn't help but feel relieved: "If you have a fever and you're dehydrated, you'll feel weak. Just eat something and rest for two days and you'll be fine."

With a warm and elegant pout, the smile on his face widened.

Si Yiyan said again: "The doctor said you should pay attention to rest, why don't you stay in bed for a while when you wake up?"

Wen Xinya looked at Si Yiyan pitifully, like a child begging for sweets: "I'm hungry, I can't sleep, I haven't eaten since last night."

Last night, I got together with Zhou Tianyu and the others because I was worried about Si Yiyan and didn't eat anything. Later, Si Yiyan took him to Jiayuan and only drank a bowl of ginger brown sugar. I didn't feel very hungry. The taste of the sugar porridge I had eaten made me feel hungry.

Si Yiyan smiled and said: "You go out first, I made sugar porridge for you, it will be ready soon."

Wen Xinya took advantage of the unpreparedness and came to the stove, the first thing she saw was a mess of discarded porridge in a glass container on the stove. "

Seemingly simple sugar porridge is not easy to cook, this is what she knew early on, just now she felt strange, how could Si Yiyan cook such a room full of fragrant sugar porridge after listening to other people's phone instructions, it turns out... He had already started to boil it, and he tried it time and time again.

It seems that he has been busy for at least three or four hours. He probably learned how to cook sugar porridge after she fell ill yesterday and had a fever.

Her eyes turned red all of a sudden, and she couldn't help but choked up and said: "I asked you to make sugar porridge for me, just to tease you on purpose, why are you so stupid!"