Uncle, your squeamish bag is crying and needs to be posted

"Si Ye is fine, I will tell you about other things later."

Si Qian glanced at Yan Rongrong on the bed, nodded slightly, and took Tang Yunyan back to the room to catch up on sleep.

Si Boheng bent over, soaked the towel in the hot water basin again, and said while twisting the towel.

"Aunt Wen, go and rest."

Aunt Wen took a look at Yan Rongrong, and sighed, she was indeed exhausted from the night, so she also left.

Si Boheng covered Yan Rongrong with the quilt, and asked Jia Chun to come in and check Yan Rongrong. Jia Chun said that Yan Rongrong was fine, but had a fever and sweated so much. Drink water, wake up in a while and feed her to supplement nutrition.

After Jia Chun finished speaking, he saw Si Boheng staring at him all the time. He thought he had said something wrong, and looked at Si Boheng suspiciously.

"You can go to rest."

It was only then that Jia Chun realized that he seemed to be ... rejected, so he also left quickly.

Si Boheng first wiped Yan Rongrong's face with another towel, and when he saw the pale and dry lips, he lowered his head and pressed a kiss on those lips.

"You idiot, what are you worrying about? If the sky is falling, I'll be the one to support you,"

Yan Rongrong was fast asleep now, and he didn't respond to his words, he just breathed evenly, and the redness on his face gradually faded away.

Si Boheng walked to the end of the bed and lifted the quilt. When his big hands held Yan Rongrong's jade-like feet, Yan Rongrong flinched subconsciously.

Si Boheng sat down quickly, put both feet in his arms, and wrapped them in hot towels.

Yan Rongrong's feet are very small. She is 163 and wears size 36 shoes. She is very thin. Si Boheng can hold both of her ankles with one big hand, and can feel the delicate bones.

Rubbing lightly with his fingers, he sighed lightly.

Then he wiped Yan Rongrong's calf carefully, all the way to his thigh, because he was sweating all over, and the quilt was damp.

He hesitated for a moment, groping with his fingers to wipe the sweat off his thighs.

Yan Rongrong fell into a drowsy sleep feeling her body was very itchy. She opened her eyes and found a person standing beside her bed with her head down...

"what!"

She screamed and sat up suddenly.

But when she saw Si Boheng's face, she opened her mouth wide.

"You...you...did I wake up from the dream?"

She rubbed her head herself, closed her eyes and opened them again.

Si Boheng had already arrived in front of her eyes, and his warm hand was gently attached to her forehead.

"It's not burning anymore, the temperature feels normal now."

As he spoke, he touched his forehead again for comparison.

Yan Rongrong took his hand and held it in her hand, it was very warm, she just stared at Si Boheng in a daze, then touched his arm with her hand.

"You're back? You...you're not injured, are you? How's Si Ye? And Qi Yue..."

Yan Rongrong's throat was dry due to the fever, and his voice was hoarse when he spoke.

With distressed eyes, Si Boheng quickly took the cup from the bedside table and fed Yan Rongrong a drink.

"They're all fine, don't worry about them, how do you feel now? Are you feeling better? Are you still uncomfortable? Don't bear it."

"It's okay, I'm in an accidental situation, and it's much better now."

Yan Rongrong grabbed Si Boheng's fingers one by one and smiled at him.

Although her lips were pale and bloodless, her smile was still sweet enough to touch people's hearts.

Si Boheng found that no matter what kind of bloody storm is going on outside, as long as he is by Yan Rongrong's side, as long as he sees her smile, he can calm down, and those irrational emotions will be swept away.

He thought of a word that is healing, and a furry smile is very healing.

"Are you anxious and worried because of Qi Yue? You didn't drink water on time, so you got angry and had a fever."

Yan Rongrong blinked her eyes, turned her head slightly, avoiding Si Boheng's gaze.

Drinking water, she drank it on time before, but later, Aunt Wen replaced the lemonade in her glass with plain water, Yan Rongrong felt very tasteless, so...

The scene of myself watering the flowers in the garden with a watering can comes to mind.

Seeing her guilty look, could Si Boheng still not understand?He touched her head helplessly.

"Don't do this next time, how uncomfortable do you think it is to be sick?"

Yan Rongrong pursed her lips and did not reply. After a while, she raised her head abruptly, and wrapped her arms around Si Boheng's neck with a smile.

Si Boheng's lips were tightly lined, and he had a serious face.

"It doesn't work even if you act like a baby, I have to criticize you severely."

Yan Rongrong moved closer to him, tilted her head and looked at him.

"Then, if your daughter and son act like a baby with you, can I not be punished?"

Si Boheng didn't understand what she meant, and expressed his attitude sternly again. He is a person who strictly abides by principles, and it doesn't work for anyone to act like a baby. If you don't criticize him well, what if Yan Rongrong behaves like this again in the future?How uncomfortable the fever and sore throat.

However, he felt his hand being pulled up by Yan Rongrong, and then placed on her swollen belly.

Si Boheng looked at her in confusion.

"you want……"

His words stopped abruptly, and then the whole person appeared in a state of sluggishness, the hand on Yan Rongrong's stomach trembling slightly.

Yan Rongrong leaned forward and lightly tapped his lips with her fingers.

"Mr. Si, do you think it's helpful for them to act like a baby?"

Si Boheng still looked dumb, Yan Rongrong looked funny and thought it was cute, so she simply kissed Si Boheng's lips, and even licked it lightly.

Si Boheng finally came to his senses, the strong force under his fingers had disappeared at this moment, and all his senses were concentrated on his lips.

It was crispy and numb, and there was a sweetness unique to Yan Rongrong. His eyes moved slightly, and he stretched out his arms to wrap around Yan Rongrong's waist, deepening the kiss.

"Well!"

After Mr. Si turned passive into active, Yan Rongrong realized that she seemed to have dug a hole for herself.

No, she obviously wanted to let him feel the baby, why...

She quickly stretched out her hand to grab Si Boheng's hand, but she had no strength in her body, even less strength from being kissed, and fell limp in his arms.

She twisted Si Boheng's arm hard, and Si Boheng finally let go of her. Yan Rongrong immediately lifted the quilt and the clothes on her stomach, and then looked down at her stomach.

"Look, look, your son kicked me."

Si Boheng saw it with his own eyes this time, there was a sudden twitch on his fluffy and fair stomach, the force was not too strong, but after that, he saw his stomach bulge.

"oops"

This blow was not light, Yan Rongrong subconsciously yelled after being kicked, and at the same time said in a low voice suspiciously.

"Is this little guy growing too fast? He just started to move last night, but he has so much strength today."

Si Boheng stretched out his hand to touch Yan Rongrong's stomach, and giggled for a while, but then immediately changed to a serious face, and warned against his stomach.

"Take it easy, both of you, if you hurt your mother, come out and see how I deal with you."