Kuai Chuan: Caught again!

The quilt you wear in summer is originally a thin air-conditioning quilt with a soft and silky surface that will slide off at the slightest movement.

What's more, now, it can almost be called a big move.

However, Nan Qiao didn't go too far in the end, and didn't want to bully the person too harshly, so he hugged him with the quilt. The fallen quilt was piled up layer by layer around his waist, covering the places that shouldn't be exposed. At least it left a sense of security for Gu Zhiyan.

As for Gu Zhiyan, he originally didn't think it was a big deal to have a fever, but now he has tasted the bitter consequences.

His body temperature must have gone up once during the night when he was dazed. The continuous high temperature consumed too much energy and accumulated a lot of lactic acid in his body, causing his entire body to feel a little sore and weak now.

And the most direct result was that he couldn't push Nan Qiao away at all.

"Miss Nan...Nan Qiao, let me go!"

Gu Zhiyan put his hand on Nan Qiao's shoulder, his face turned red, and he tilted his head, not daring to look at Nan Qiao's face, but directly exposed his fragile neck to Nan Qiao's eyes. He didn't know whether he was embarrassed or annoyed, but in any case, what he showed was, It is an attractive thin red.

Nan Qiao looked at it, his eyes flashing slightly, and his eyes couldn't help but darken a little.

With a little force, his arms tightened on Gu Zhiyan's struggling and twisting waist, shrinking the space again, but his hands were placed in a disciplined manner, with no arrogant movements.

"I wonder what Mr. Gu thinks about this?"

After struggling for a long time to no avail, only his own breathing became disordered due to some movements. Not only can't you escape, but you're getting closer and closer.

Gu Zhiyan took a breath and finally gave up, as if accepting his fate and no longer struggling.

His opinion, what opinion could he have?

Is it important?

"Miss Nan..." Gu Zhiyan clenched his hands into fists, the shadows of his eyelashes covering the surging emotions in his eyes, and his breathing was still unstable, "I don't understand."

"Don't you understand why it's you?" Nan Qiao took the initiative to take the words, then casually raised the corners of his mouth, and a laugh escaped from his throat.

"Ah…"

"Do you need any high-end and classy reason to seize something by force?"

"This face, this body, and Mr. Gu's lovely reactions, which one can't be the reason?"

"Do you think so?" Nan Qiao said, grabbing Gu Zhiyan's face, clamping his jaw, and forcing him to look at her.

"Ok?"

Immediately, Nan Qiao smiled again without knowing what he thought of.

"One more thing, not to mention whether you can afford to offend me now."

"Mr. Gu, you also have to realize another thing. A person like Su Yuan, who must repay his flaws, will not let you go so easily." The male protagonist of the male blog always likes to eradicate the roots.

"So my protection is not a bad thing for you now."

"You have to think clearly."

Gu Zhiyan looked at Nan Qiao with his whole body trembling, or rather stared at Nan Qiao, his lips were pursed into a straight line, and he couldn't say a word.

Only the hanging hands kept tightening, and the nails were almost digging into the flesh.

Nan Qiao glanced at it and then moved away.

The room became quiet again.

I don’t know how long it took.

"I understand." Gu Zhiyan softened his body and spoke in a dry voice, "Let me go."

"I won't run away." Or I can't run away.

Nan Qiao glanced at him and let go of his hand.

"I'll wait for you downstairs. Don't keep me waiting too long."

After saying this, she turned around and walked out the door.

The door was closed with a click, and Gu Zhiyan inside the door seemed to have lost all his strength. He collapsed on the bed, staring at the ceiling with empty eyes.

If you have no money and are sick, you have to sell your body, oh, and maybe you have to give it for free. It’s really boring.

Gu Zhiyan closed his eyes.

*

Nan Qiao waited downstairs for more than half an hour before Gu Zhiyan slowly walked downstairs.

"Let's go eat first." Nan Qiao stopped him from walking towards her.

Gu Zhiyan still had a fever, so he prepared a simple breakfast, which was just a cup of warm water and a bowl of Yangchun noodles. Nan Qiao asked her aunt to make it in a hurry, and now the temperature and taste are just right.

Gu Zhiyan paused for a moment, then turned his head and walked towards the dining table.

Nan Qiao waited for a while until he finished eating, then called him to sit next to him.

"Fever-reducing medicine." Nan Qiao put the medicine box in front of Gu Zhiyan, "Take them together."

Gu Zhiyan silently took the box, opened it, took out the pills and threw them into his mouth, then drank from the water glass handed over by Nan Qiao.

His Adam's apple rolled and the pill fell into his stomach. Gu Zhiyan put the water cup on the coffee table.

What to do next? Gu Zhiyan looked at Nan Qiao without saying anything.

Nan Qiao stretched out his hand to Gu Zhiyan.

Gu Zhiyan's expression was stunned for a moment, and after a moment of hesitation, he handed his hand to her.

Nan Qiao turned over his hand, took the medical cotton swab placed aside, dipped it in iodine and disinfected the small wounds on his hand that he had pinched out.

After all, human nails are quite dirty.

"Mr. Gu, if I remember correctly, you should be almost 30 years old."

"It should be the most basic common sense to take medicine when you are sick and to disinfect when you are injured."

"The other hand."

Gu Zhiyan changed his hand and handed it to her, with a fake smile on his face, "Miss Nan, is it too late to pretend to be a good person at this time?"

"Slapping a sweet date won't always be useful."

"Is he a good person just to treat your wounds?" Nan Qiao raised his head and glanced at him, as if he was amused, "Your requirements are really low."

"Then I picked you up from the rainy night last night to prevent you from becoming a homeless drowned rat. Didn't I become the savior?"

"... "

"Okay." It's just a few shallow wounds and it won't take long. Nan Qiao threw the used cotton swab into the trash can, "Go back to bed. Didn't you get enough sleep?"

Then he threw another box to Gu Zhiyan.

"If your phone was damaged by water last night, use this, a new one."

“The WIFI password at home is XX…”

Gu Zhiyan held the mobile phone case and looked at Nan Qiao with a rather complicated expression.

Is it because women's minds are naturally delicate, even if she is not a good person?

She would prepare medicine after being exposed to the rain, cover the light before turning on the light, and notice the wounds that were not obvious even though they were caused by her.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Nan Qiao met Gu Zhiyan's eyes and was very confused.

Gu Zhiyan shook his head, narrowed his eyes, and spoke slowly: "I just feel a little speechless."

Nan Qiao: "?"