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Suppressing the inexplicable disappointment in his heart, Zhao Qingchen suddenly lost the mood to continue playing games.The carnival on the Internet made her a little lonely now.

After all, you are still alone.

After turning off the computer and the lights, she realized that she forgot to close the curtains when she got home.

Zhao Qingchen thought about it, if he wants to sleep and wake up naturally tomorrow, he should close the curtains, otherwise if he is woken up by the sun, he will have no place to cry.

Thinking in this way, she walked to the window, but caught a glimpse of a figure downstairs. Coincidentally, the moment she stopped like this, she met that person's eyes.

Who else would it be if it wasn't Ren Zheng?

The people downstairs obviously didn't expect to meet her eyes. Zhao Qingchen watched her take a step back in fright, then lowered her head in a panic, not knowing what she was looking for.

When she saw the light in her hand, Zhao Qingchen realized that she was holding a mobile phone.

She looked down at the message she received on her mobile phone, a little dumbfounded.

What do you mean don't be angry, she will leave right away.Could it be that I am some kind of flood beast?

But looking at the shrunken figure downstairs, Zhao Qingchen's heart suddenly softened, and suddenly his heart ached like needles.Ren Zheng should be aloof and shining on the screen, but now, she has become like this in front of her.

Holding the phone tightly, Zhao Qingchen felt a little uncomfortable.

But before she could reply to Ren Zheng's words, she watched helplessly as the figure downstairs fell crookedly to the ground.

Zhao Qingchen was startled, and even his own body stiffened.How could she have forgotten that it was still raining outside!

There was no time to react, Zhao Qingchen rushed out of the bedroom, grabbed her uniform jacket and rushed downstairs.While waiting for the elevator, Zhao Qingchen felt as if an invisible big hand was holding her, and she trembled with fear.

When he rushed out from the unit door, the person on the ground was still lying there motionless.

Zhao Qingchen's heart was hanging in the air, but fortunately, no bad guys came over during the time she went downstairs.If others saw Ren Zheng like this, Zhao Qingchen didn't dare to think what would happen.

She ran over in two or three steps, she still didn't dare to move Ren Zheng, but when she touched her forehead, Zhao Qingchen frowned even tighter.

Ren Zheng has a fever.

The author has something to say: there is one more chapter tonight, and this episode ends today.As for the propeller cp, I don’t want to write Yazi, who feels like I can’t finish it in one or two chapters. I plan to start a new article. The order of updates should be the end of the world → the article of the two babies → the propeller. How about you jio?

As for Ji Xiaohan*Bai Qin, I won't write about it, shall I?Make up your mind hee hee hee

~感谢在2020-02-07 15:07:39~2020-02-08 14:23:03期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Guapi and Lao Wu;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: take 5 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

Chapter 67 Steamed CP

"Well……"

Head hurts.

Ren Zheng opened his eyes in a daze, groaned, and looked at the ceiling, unable to react.

She was obviously standing downstairs in Zhao Qingchen's room. Later, after Chenchen found out, she sent her a message, but she didn't get a reply.So, so where is she now...

"woke up?"

A familiar but somewhat hoarse voice sounded in his ears, Ren Zheng looked over blankly, and saw Zhao Qingchen looking at him worriedly.

"...Chenchen?" Her voice was even hoarse, but she didn't have the energy to pay attention to those, she just looked at Zhao Qingchen and murmured: "Are you dreaming..."

"..." Zhao Qingchen didn't say anything, just reached out and touched her forehead, it didn't feel hot anymore.

But you still need to measure the temperature to rest assured. She took the thermometer beside her, pressed the switch, and handed it to Ren Zheng: "You had a fever before, take the temperature."

Seeing that Ren Zheng was still in a daze, she felt a little funny, thought for a while, and pretended to threaten: "If you don't measure it, then I will do it myself."

Well, she's just concerned about her health, not taking advantage of it.

Although Ren Zheng was taken up before, no, it was already measured for her

Seeing her teasing eyes, Ren Zheng's face blushed completely. If it wasn't for knowing that her fever had presumably subsided, Zhao Qingchen would have thought her fever had flared up again.

Ren Zheng pinched the quilt with one hand, and stretched out the other hand to take the thermometer, holding it under his arm.But in just a few seconds, the thermometer made a beeping sound.

"36 degrees seven." Without waiting for her to look, Zhao Qingchen took the thermometer from her hand, looked at the number on it and read it out.

Heaved a sigh of relief, the hanging heart was relieved, Zhao Qingchen squinted his eyes, and sat on the computer chair pulled by her to the bed, just about to open his mouth to scold Ren Zheng, but when he looked at her wet eyes, his heart softened. He stopped and asked, "Drink water?"

It was fine if she didn't ask, but when she asked, Ren Zheng suddenly felt as if her throat was on fire, it was hot and painful.

She nodded like a little squirrel: "Drink."

Smiling, Zhao Qingchen glanced at her, picked up the thermos bottle on the bedside table, unscrewed the lid and handed it to Ren Zheng.