"It's so bitter, water..."

She whispered softly.

Gu Che took the cup of water handed to him by Mo Yu and put it to her lips.

Wen Xu tasted the water that could relieve the bitterness, and she drank it almost unconsciously. The water flowed down her chin and slid down her white and slender neck.

Mo Yu considerately handed Gu Che a towel and motioned him to wipe the person.

Then I took a cooling patch and put it next to the bed.

I have to say that the doctor around this domineering boss is quite competent, and I'm used to it.

In the past two years, I have been woken up several times in the middle of the night to see the woman around Shen Qi'an, and now there is one more.

He suddenly felt a bit of a headache, probably because he had just gone out in a hurry and was blown by the cold wind.

Mo Yu walked out of the bedroom calmly carrying the medicine box, and considerately closed the bedroom door. He lay down on the sofa in the living room and closed his eyes to rest.

After drinking the water, the little head started to become restless again. It kept burrowing into Gu Che's arms, its fingers gently pulling the clothes around his waist, not letting him leave, just like a kitten begging for a hug and comfort from its owner.

She murmured vaguely, "Yandere, stop releasing your pheromones. They smell so good. I can't resist them. I've been holding it in all night..."

Of course Gu Che knew what pheromones were.

Pheromones, physiological liking, genetic selection.

Even if you don't use anything scented, you still feel that the other person smells good.

He didn’t quite believe in the existence of pheromones before, but now, as he smelled the increasingly strong sweet scent at the tip of his nose, he realized that it was real.

There is definitely no level of liking or loving between them. It should be more of an instinctive curiosity and attraction to each other.

Gu Che was a little surprised. He thought it was one-sided, but it turned out to be mutual.

He slowly leaned his back against the headboard of the bed, and stared down at the warm, furry little head that was nodding against his chest, his eyes deep.

"Don't move, get some sleep and you'll be fine!"

Gu Che did not resist anymore. He raised his hand and fixed her head on his neck. He pulled the quilt to wrap her body and gently stroked her hair to coax her to sleep. His movements were affectionate and gentle.

Once something goes off track, it can never be corrected.

However, he accepted the unexpected derailment and the impending loss of control of his life, and even looked forward to the unknown trajectory and direction.

The night was as dark as ink, and the rain fell gently, hitting the windows, dripping.

The warm light was projected onto Gu Che's face, and the scattered hair cast a silhouette between his handsome eyebrows.

The room was quiet. The breathing of the person in his arms gradually became steady, and the little hand that was holding his clothes gradually loosened.

Seeing that she was sleeping soundly, Gu Che hugged her, put her head on the pillow, and covered her with a quilt.

He gently moved the hair that was scattered on her cheeks to the side of her ears, put a fever patch on her forehead, and then got up and left the bedroom.

When Mo Yu saw him come out, he suddenly sat up from the sofa.

Gu Che walked to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. He wanted to get a bottle of ice water, but it was full of Coke, Sprite, Yakult, AD calcium milk, and a variety of desserts and prepared foods.

The shelves in the kitchen storage room are also piled with fast food, snacks, long-lasting canned food, various chocolates and more than a dozen boxes of beverages and mineral water.

She felt that this storage room would be enough for her to survive for a year or two without leaving the house in the apocalypse where zombies were rampant.

Gu Che sighed, took a cup and filled it with water, added some ice cubes, drank the water in one gulp, filled it with another, walked back to the living room, sat on the sofa, and leaned lazily against the back of the sofa.

Mo Yu looked at the large wrinkles on his shirt, took out another pill from the medicine box, moved closer to Gu Che, handed the pill to him, and said with a smile:

"Just to be safe. I don't want to take care of one more person. When you get sick, you're more troublesome than anyone else."

Gu Che glanced at him, took the pill, swallowed it with ice water, and his throat rolled.

Mo Yu glanced into the bedroom and asked Gu Che curiously.

"Master Gu, what's going on? Why are you two together? Don't tell me that it was Lu Chao who asked you to come here. I don't believe it."

Gu Che reached out and rubbed his eyebrows.

"I treated her to a meal in the evening and asked her to drink a bottle of Moutai."

Yesterday I deliberately lost the game and made him drink 3 bottles of brandy. Today I made him drink Maotai, again one bottle.

Mo Yu was silent for a moment, and suddenly he felt that this gentleman who never approached women seemed not so gentlemanly once he met someone he liked.

But this isn't the way a cast iron tree should bloom.

"Damn, you're not attracted to her and planning to get her drunk and force yourself on her, are you? That won't do, brother, this isn't the way to chase a woman, we can't be so frivolous..."

Mo Yu was just about to persuade his childhood friend to stop and not to test the edge of breaking the law, but Gu Che narrowed his eyes and looked at him. Mo Yu closed his mouth instantly and didn't say the rest of the words.

“Can you cook porridge?”

Gu Che suddenly changed the subject, leaving Mo Yu unable to react for a moment.

"Ah, just rice and water!"

Mo Yu nodded. Although he had never cooked before, it seemed quite simple.

He rolled up his sleeves and was about to stand up when Gu Che glanced at him and said calmly, "Leave the medicine box here, you can go!"

"FUCK!"

These men are so fickle!

How can he be like Shen Qi'an who has no humanity towards the opposite sex? !

When you use her, just call her Little Sweetie, and when you don’t, she’s Mrs. Niu.

The corners of Mo Yu's mouth twitched twice and he pointed outside the window.

"Brother, it's still raining heavily. Please let me stay here for one night. I won't disturb you. Her condition also requires a doctor to stay to prevent her from having a high fever and convulsions!"

Gu Che glanced at the tightly closed bedroom door and felt that what he said was right, so he stopped chasing him and pointed to the door.

"Help her bring in those shopping bags outside."

He rolled up his sleeves, went into the kitchen to find a pot and rice, and figured out how to cook porridge.

Mo Yu looked at the mountains of express deliveries and various luxury shopping bags at the elevator entrance and felt that this young lady was indeed a walking money-shredding machine as the rumors said.

It’s just that those boxes of snail noodles really don’t match the rumored taste of this young lady. I heard that she only likes Western food.

It was not until dawn that the fever subsided a little.

As she gradually regained consciousness, she felt as if she had swallowed a razor blade while drunk. Her throat was dry and painful, and her body felt light and weak.

I was reborn for three days. Only the first day was fine. On the second day, I was drunk and dizzy. On the third day, I caught a cold and had a fever.

Wen Xu suddenly felt like a weakling.

Her new life had just begun, and before she could enjoy herself, she was tortured by illness again.

It's so pitiful.

This body really needs exercise.

When Gu Che pushed the door open and came in, he saw her staring at the ceiling with a dull expression.

The little face was pale and the lips were chapped.

Delicate and helpless.

Just like a beautiful flower, it will wither due to loss of nutrients.

It can arouse people's strong desire to protect.

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