Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

Zhou Mengyao had been in a state of high tension due to the extreme fright she had experienced after the kidnapping. After returning to the Zhou residence, taking a shower and falling asleep, she developed a high fever as soon as her body and mind relaxed.

Lin Lang knew that the matter was urgent and there could be no delay.

Lin Lang anxiously ran to Zhou Mengyao's door, stood at the door holding the door handle, but couldn't help but hesitated for a moment.

After all, this is the home of his master and his mistress, and Lin Lang is just staying here. It seems a little inappropriate for him to break into Zhou Mengyao's room in the middle of the night.

It is already the late night, and Master and his wife must be fast asleep. It would be inappropriate to wake them up at this time.

As he hesitated, Lin Lang felt a panic in his heart.

But when he thought that Zhou Mengyao had a high fever and was in a critical condition and needed someone to take care of her immediately, and that a real man should not be so particular about these details, Lin Lang gently knocked on Zhou Mengyao's door.

"Dong dong dong..."

"Mengyao, are you okay?"

"Dong dong..."

"Mengyao, I'm coming in?!"

Lin Lang didn't get any response, so he anxiously pushed open Zhou Mengyao's door.

Fortunately, Zhou Mengyao forgot to lock the door before going to bed.

When he first stepped into Zhou Mengyao's boudoir, a faint fragrance of a young girl filled Lin Lang's breath, and the room was filled with the sweet smell of daisies.

Lin Lang rushed into Zhou Mengyao's boudoir anxiously, came to the bedside in one step, stretched out his trembling hand and gently stroked her hot forehead.

"broken!"

"It's so hot!"

Lin Lang quickly turned on the bedside lamp and dimmed the light, which made it easier to take care of Zhou Mengyao while also making it less glaring for Zhou Mengyao.

Zhou Mengyao's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, her face was as pale as paper, and her originally bright eyes were now closed, as if she was in great pain.

"I beg you to let me go!"

"Please don't hurt me, wuwu..."

Zhou Mengyao was delirious due to the fever. Seeing his beloved looking so haggard, Lin Lang felt a pain in his heart.

Lin Lang did not hesitate to follow the system prompts and searched around Zhou's house for the antipyretic medicine. Finally, after searching for a while, Lin Lang successfully found the antipyretic medicine.

Lin Lang carefully helped Zhou Mengyao up from the bed and let her lean on his arms.

Then, he opened the bottle cap, poured the antipyretic medicine into a spoon, and fed it into Zhou Mengyao's mouth bit by bit.

Although Zhou Mengyao was conscious vaguely at this time, when she felt Lin Lang's warm embrace, the corners of her mouth unconsciously rose, revealing a faint smile.

That smile is like the warm sunshine in spring, warm and moving.

After giving the antipyretic medicine.

Lin Lang did not sit idle, but quickly fetched a basin of hot water, soaked a clean towel, and then gently wiped Zhou Mengyao's forehead and body to physically cool down Zhou Mengyao who had a high fever.

Every time Lin Lang wiped, it seemed that he could take away some of Zhou Mengyao's pain. Every drop of water that fell on Zhou Mengyao seemed to soothe her injured heart.

Seeing his school beauty Bai Yueguang, burning with a high fever and with a very painful expression, Lin Lang felt heartbroken.

Yes.

Lin Lang’s heartache is love.

Lin Lang's love for Zhou Mengyao is beyond doubt.

Although Lin Lang is somewhat philanthropic, his love for Zhou Mengyao is special and pure and innocent.

Under Lin Lang's careful care and attention, Zhou Mengyao's body temperature slowly dropped and her originally rapid breathing gradually calmed down.

I don’t know how long it took, but Zhou Mengyao fell asleep quietly with a happy and satisfied look on her face.

Seeing Zhou Meng sleeping peacefully, looking as beautiful as Sleeping Beauty, Lin Lang's heart was filled with relief and admiration.

Lin Lang did not close his eyes for the whole night to rest for a moment. Instead, he kept changing the hot water and gently wiped Zhou Mengyao's forehead with a wet towel to help her lower her body temperature.

Time passes quietly.

Before we knew it, dawn had broken and the morning light was just beginning to show.

The sun slowly rises in the early morning, and the warm and gentle sunlight shines through the spacious and bright huge floor-to-ceiling windows and pours into Zhou Mengyao's boudoir.

At this moment, after a night of hard care by Lin Lang, Zhou Mengyao, whose fever had subsided, was lying peacefully on her bed, sleeping soundly, as charming and lovely as a sleeping princess.

Lin Lang, who was too tired after not sleeping all night, sat on a chair beside the bed, put his head on Zhou Mengyao's bedside and fell asleep.

The whole room was quiet and peaceful, with only the sound of the two people's gentle breathing intertwined.

at the same time.

In the early morning, the sun shone through the window into the bedroom of the master and his wife. Zhou Zhongdang stretched and sat up from the bed. He rubbed his eyes, thinking about his daughter Zhou Mengyao, wondering if she slept well last night.

So Zhou Zhongdang turned to his wife Zhuang Jingxue and said, "Wife, go check on Mengyao first."

Zhuang Jingxue nodded and agreed softly, "Okay, husband, I'll go right away."

Zhuang Jingxue walked lightly towards her daughter's room, feeling a little uneasy along the way.

Zhou Mengyao's door was open.

Zhuang Jingxue quickly walked into her daughter Zhou Mengyao's boudoir and was shocked by the scene before her.

Lin Lang was seen lying on the head of Zhou Mengyao's bed, sleeping soundly.

Zhou Mengyao lay quietly on the bed with a wet towel on her forehead and antipyretic drugs on the bedside table.

Zhuang Jingxue immediately understood that her daughter must have had a fever last night, and Lin Lang had been staying by her side to take care of her.

Seeing Lin Lang exhausted and sleeping on a chair at the head of the bed, Zhuang Jingxue felt a warm feeling in her heart and secretly thanked that her husband had a good disciple like Lin Lang.

Zhuang Jingxue was very satisfied with Lin Lang's performance. She knew that this meant that the relationship between the two young people had deepened. Perhaps, they were really about to get together.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Jingxue showed a relieved smile on her face.

As someone who has experienced this, Zhuang Jingxue decided not to disturb this warm scene.

So, Zhuang Jingxue carefully stepped out of the door and gently closed it. She hoped that Lin Lang could sleep a little longer and that her daughter Zhou Mengyao could recover soon.

After Zhuang Jingxue returned to the room, she told her husband Zhou Zhongdang what she had just seen.

When Zhou Zhongdang heard that his apprentice Lin Lang was very caring towards his daughter Zhou Mengyao and had taken care of her who had a fever all night, he knew that his beloved apprentice liked his daughter. Instead of being angry, he was very happy.

Zhou Zhongdang said with relief: "It would be great if we could become even closer relatives!"

Zhuang Jingxue smiled and said, "Yes!"

"Alang is not only talented, but also very sensible, humble and polite. He and Mengyao have a relationship as high school classmates, so he is a good match for Mengyao."

"Wife, it's great that you don't object to this marriage!" Zhou Zhongdang smiled from ear to ear.

"The more I look at my precious disciple, Alang, the more I like him. I don't feel comfortable marrying Mengyao to anyone, but I only want her to be my precious disciple. I don't feel sad about marrying off my daughter, but I feel happy about having another son."

After hearing this, Zhuang Jingxue said, "Originally, I didn't want Mengyao and Lin Lang to be together. After all, Alang comes from a poor family and is not a good match for Mengyao."

"However, Alang not only discovered in time through a face-to-face consultation with a traditional Chinese doctor that my husband's cardiovascular stenosis was severe, but also that if a myocardial infarction occurred, it would be very likely to be life-threatening."

"Yesterday, Alang risked his life to defuse the bomb and saved Mengyao's life from a desperate situation. He saved our precious daughter from the hands of death."

"From this we can see that Alang is a noble person of our Zhou family!"

"My mindset has changed now. Not only do I not object to Mengyao and Alang dating, I also strongly support Mengyao marrying Lin Lang. I am absolutely relieved to entrust Mengyao to Alang."

After hearing this, Zhou Zhongdang laughed loudly and said, "Seeing that these two children love each other, it won't be a problem for them to fall in love and get married."

"I'm in a good mood today, so I'll go shopping with you. Let's go out after breakfast!"

Zhuang Jingxue laughed and said, "Hubby, you are very sensible. You know to make room for young people to fall in love. You don't want to go shopping with me at all, but you don't want to be a light bulb at home, right?"

Zhou Zhongdang smiled and replied, "We can see through it but don't say it out loud. Let's give Mengyao and Alang more time to be alone."

Zhuang Jingxue held her husband Zhou Zhongdang's arm and replied, "Okay, okay!"

"Then let's go downstairs and have breakfast, then go out for shopping and have fun, and stop being a light bulb!"

Zhou Zhongdang and his wife smiled at each other, then walked out of the room and slowly went downstairs.

at the same time.

The rising warm sun shines into Zhou Mengyao's boudoir, and a beam of golden light shines on Zhou Mengyao's beautiful little face.

Zhou Mengyao was awakened by the dazzling sunlight. After stretching, she opened her beautiful eyes and was shocked to see Lin Lang sleeping on the head of her bed.

"Uh……"

"What's happening here?"

Zhou Mengyao took off the wet towel from her forehead and took another look at the antipyretic medicine on the bedside table. Then she suddenly remembered that she had a high fever last night.

During those moments when she was half asleep and half awake, Lin Lang gently wiped Zhou Mengyao's body, cooled her down physically, and took good care of her memories, which made Zhou Mengyao feel very warm in her heart.

You can't hide the look in your eyes when you love someone.

Zhou Mengyao could vaguely recall that when Lin Lang fed her the antipyretic medicine, he was very nervous and his eyes were full of heartache.

After Zhou Mengyao woke up from her fever, she saw that Lin Lang had not slept all night to take care of her while she had a fever. He was so tired that he sat on a chair and fell asleep on the head of her bed. She couldn't help feeling distressed.

Zhou Mengyao wanted to wake Lin Lang up gently and go to bed, but she was afraid that if she woke Lin Lang up, he would not be able to fall asleep.

So, Zhou Mengyao just lay quietly on the bed, silently watching Lin Lang, who fell asleep tiredly on the head of her bed. An indescribable sense of happiness lingered in Zhou Mengyao's heart.

With a good man by her side, what more could a wife ask for?

As soon as she opened her eyes after waking up, she could see Lin Lang. A charming smile appeared on Zhou Mengyao's beautiful little face, indicating that her romantic and sweet day with Lin Lang was about to begin.

This was the first day of her official relationship with him.

hey-hey……