Quick wear: Boss, he always likes her

"...Qiaoqiao?" His voice was not as good as before, very hoarse. Because he was ill and not very conscious, he opened his hazy eyes and tried to find her.

Tingqiao quickly walked to the bedside and said, "Here, I just went out to see the doctor."

Seeing that the blanket on his body was not covered properly, he arranged it again.

The room was very quiet, and she could hear all her movements very clearly.

"Have a good rest," Tingqiao patted him gently, comforting him a little, "You'll be fine soon."

She took a chair from the side and sat down beside his bed, planning to take care of him from there.

"...You don't have to stay here, I have nothing to do." Ji Xuechen said slowly.

"No, I want to check on you at any time." She refused directly and thought for a while, "Why don't you go to the hospital."

"No need..." Even though he was weak, Ji Xuechen still smiled slightly, "I'll be fine soon."

Tingqiao said, "Then I'll watch from here."

Ji Xuechen: "Okay."

So reluctantly, if he hadn't had the Weakness buff, she would have had a few laughs with him.

Seeing him lying on the bed like this now makes me feel very uncomfortable.

Just like before, she watched him lying on the hospital bed.

...Did he feel the same way she felt now when he sent her to the hospital last time?

Looking at him who had closed his eyes to rest, Tingqiao exhaled inaudibly, and couldn't help blinking his eyes hard.

Both of them will be fine.

There is still a long, long time.

Later that night, Tingqiao quietly opened the door and walked to the kitchen to make dinner.

Cheng Zi, who had been silent, finally found a moment to talk to Ting Qiao, "This section... is not in the plot."

Tingqiao's expression did not change, "I understand."

Probably, because they were not supposed to be characters in the first place.

Tingqiao opened the refrigerator and took out a white radish. She planned to cook white radish porridge. This was what her mother would cook for her when she had a fever when she was a child. She can't remember the taste, but it is delicious.

When I was alone abroad, I got tired of eating sandwiches, so I would occasionally cook something for myself.

The method is also very simple. Just wait until the porridge is cooked, then add shredded white radish, sprinkle some salt and scoop it out.

Tingqiao moved a small table to Ji Xuechen's bed, and then served the porridge.

Ji Xuechen, who was a little energetic, was helpless, "Why do you feel like I'm paralyzed?"

Tingqiao tilted his head, "Do you want me to feed you?"

Ji Xuechen hesitated for a moment, then straightened up and said, "No need."

Usually when the two of them were teasing each other, he would come over deliberately, but now he stopped coming.

A smile appeared on Tingqiao's face.

Ji Xuechen caught a glimpse of it but said nothing.

What I was thinking about was that I would ask for it later.

Later, Tingqiao asked him to take his temperature. The temperature had dropped somewhat, but it was a bit higher than usual.

Ji Xuechen also smiled: "No wonder my head is still a little dizzy."

Tingqiao scanned the doctor's orders he had written down and said directly: "You should go to bed early tonight. I'll be watching over you. Don't say no, or you won't come to see me next time I'm sick."

Ji Xuechen's refusal was blocked, so he had no choice but to agree.

Although Ji Xuechen felt that he would not fall asleep so quickly, his body was very conscious. The fatigue from the previous period had accumulated until this day, so he couldn't help but close his eyes soon.

Watching him close his eyes, Tingqiao finally remembered that he didn't take the blanket, so he quietly went back to the room to get the blanket.

When Ji Xuechen sat down again on the bedside with a blanket on his back, he opened his eyes again.

Tingqiao felt a little embarrassed, "Did I wake you up?"

"No..." What he saw in his eyes was a little hazy, but he could still recognize her familiar figure.

"Go to bed and lie down." He said.

"..."

"..." He was shocked to realize that he had said everything on his mind.

"Oh." She responded stiffly and lay down next to him wrapped in a blanket.

"..."

"..."

Tingqiao's whole heart was saying "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh", why didn't she just lie down on it!

She calmed her breathing and tried not to become too stiff.

Ji Xuechen's sleepiness was mostly gone. How should I put it, he thought he would expose the relationship between the two on a more romantic occasion... After all, he is a singer and also pays attention to art.

now-

It seems pretty good too.

Not romantic though.

But good.

"...Do you want me to move to the side?" He asked in the darkness.

Tingqiao turned over "very calmly" and covered him with an extra layer of blankets, "Sleep."

Ji Xuechen really fell asleep obediently.

-

In the morning, Ji Xuechen had been awake for a long time. He slept too much yesterday and woke up very early today.

Moreover, the spirit is also very good.

This time it was his turn to gently pick up the thermometer and measure the temperature.

The temperature has returned to normal body temperature.

It was all thanks to her. Ji Xuechen raised his hand and smoothed her hair.

Tingqiao woke up in a daze at this moment. She didn't react at all when she saw someone beside the bed. After a while, she suddenly opened her eyes, a little surprised.

Ji Xuechen thought her reaction was a bit cute, "What's wrong?"

Tingqiao looked away, "Well...it's nothing."

I almost forgot what happened last night.

Ji Xuechen's lips curled up slightly, "Oh - now let's discuss how to be responsible for me."

"What?!" Tingqiao looked at him immediately.

He looked innocent, "You slept in my bed, shouldn't you be responsible for me?"

What a drama about an infatuated man asking for responsibility.

Tingqiao was choked up for a moment and didn't know how to deal with it.

It took him a while to regain his train of thought, "...Shouldn't you be responsible for the bed you let me sleep on?"

"Okay!" He answered extremely quickly.

Ji Xuechen looked at her with a smile.

Tingqiao realized that he had tricked her. Damn it, he took advantage of her when she was not awake in the morning!

She whispered: "Too bad for you."

Ji Xuechen chuckled a few times and sat close to her, "Well, let me put it another way. There are no words to thank you for your kindness, so I have no choice but to pledge myself to you."

Ridiculous tone.

Tingqiao: "..."

There is no difference.

Then she was hugged by him.

He rested his head on his neck, and the sound of his breathing was close at hand, "Qiaoqiao, can we be together?"

My ears are itching.

"Please, Qiaoqiao, promise me." He repeated it again, this time with a bit of a "whisper" tone.

All he knew was that the feelings in his heart could no longer be controlled and overflowed, hot and fresh, and he only hoped that she could accept it.

He only wants her to like it.

Tingqiao couldn't help but laugh.

"Okay, let's be together."

When the words came out, no other sound could be heard.

Only the breathing and heartbeat of the two were extremely clear.

The orange floating in the air cuts to the database with a complicated expression. This part was not in the original plot. Looking at the previous plot, it has already been marked with countless crosses.