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Feeling guilty and sweating, his back was wet with fear, and he turned and went to the bathroom.

It wasn't until I came out of the shower that I realized that the bedding was occupied.

"Hey, Uncle Han, I really owe you in my last life." Chen Gaoyi walked to the bedside, put his hand on his forehead, and the temperature dropped a little.

He stretched out his hand again and moved Han Ziyan inside.

Han Ziyan was drowsy from sleep, her whole body would be hot and steaming, and suddenly something cold was stuck to her body, and she couldn't help sighing softly.

Chen Gao froze and looked at the boy's side face, and when the person on the bed relaxed his brows and continued to sleep peacefully, he began to move in again.

After spending a long time, I finally freed up some space for myself: "Hey, the uncle is the uncle."

Gently lifted the quilt a little, and quietly moved onto the bed, moved an inch to take a look, like a woman stealing oil, afraid of being discovered.

The whole person finally lay flat on the bed, and breathed a sigh of relief.

It was so hard to sleep.

The bed was warm and smelled of lemon that belonged to Han Ziyan, Chen Gaoyi quickly fell asleep.

A night without dreams.

It was dawn, and Han Ziyan was woken up by bursts of cold.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a big living person lying beside him!

Half of the quilt was on him, half of the quilt was on the ground, and he was naked in the morning breeze.

The young chicken coop head, with his limbs wrapped around him, accompanied by the sound of grinding his teeth, breathed with his mouth open, and the saliva that flowed out wet his arms...

Rolling her eyes, Han Ziyan has the intention to kill someone.

Actually... actually drooling on him!

Drag it out and chop it up!

Han Ziyan turned her head and glared at him angrily, then froze suddenly.

Chen Gaoyi's eyelashes fluctuated up and down with his breath, and there was still some saliva on his ruddy lips.

Han Ziyan was in a daze for a while before turning his head away, looking at the ceiling with erratic eyes.

The boy beside him moved, and the biological clock made him slowly open his eyes.

Han Ziyan subconsciously closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

"Huh?" Chen Gaoyi rubbed his eyes in a daze, and then reached out to touch Han Ziyan's forehead: "Well, the fever finally subsided, it seems that the fever suppository is quite useful."

Fever suppository?what?Han Ziyan thought.

As soon as Chen Gao lifted the quilt and got up, he saw Han Ziyan's long arms and legs hanging out.

Oops!

Uh... He actually grabbed the quilt with a patient...

Hurry up!Cover it quickly.

Han Ziyan almost laughed out loud, but he was quite honest.

With all his hands and feet, he covered the young man, and gently lowered his head to look at Han Ziyan on the bed, handsome as a god, really like a sleeping prince.

Han Ziyan opened her eyes abruptly, glanced sideways at him, and said lightly, "I'm hungry."

Chen Gao was taken aback for a moment, he couldn't believe his ears, maybe this kid is crazy? "What did you just say?"

Han Ziyan herself didn't expect that she would say this, but she gritted her teeth and repeated: "I said I was hungry."

"Pfft~~" Chen Gaoyi almost laughed out loud, "Are you talking to me?"

Han Ziyan: "..." Is there a second person here?

Chen Gaoyi narrowed his eyes slightly, looked down at Han Ziyan with a smile, raised his hand and snorted on his head: "Okay, I won't be poor with you, the sick person is the boss, do you still feel cold? Last night you kept Shouting cold."

Han Ziyan shook off his hand and said nothing.

In fact, he was really scared last night, and he was tired when he came back.

Chen Gaoyi "tsk": "You have to thank me very much, otherwise you think you can get rid of the fever so quickly? If I didn't sacrifice the first time in my life, you might still be lying sick."

Han Ziyan raised her eyebrows and grasped the key words: "This is the first time in your life?"

Speaking of this, Chen Gaoyi suddenly wanted to see what kind of expression Han Ziyan would have. It was probably the first time his fever had gone down like this.

"That's right, it's the first time in my life that I gave...someone a butt medicine." Chen Gao was still a little ashamed when he said this.

Han Ziyan froze for a moment, sat up abruptly, and growled in disbelief with his blushing ears and buttocks in his hands: "What! What did you just say?"

With Han Ziyan's expression of panic and being eaten tofu, wow, Kaka, Chen Gaoyi suppressed the urge to look up to the sky and laugh.

Casually said: "Oh, it's okay, I don't dislike why you are so excited."

"..." Standing and talking doesn't hurt your back, it's him who gets eaten tofu, okay?

Seeing him like this, Chen Gao found it amusing, smiled and continued, "Besides, you don't want to take medicine yourself, so there is no other way but to give you this medicine."

!I have no face to see people.

Han Ziyan lay on the bed again, turned her back to him and said nothing, but her ears were red.

Seeing this reaction, Chen Gao was happy to bloom, and happily went out to get breakfast.

Han Ziyan felt very uncomfortable lying on the bed.

Ever since Chen Gaoyi said that, he has been holding his ass between his legs.

In the past, he would have punched that person long ago, but he is a clean freak!

—

Chen Gaoyi came to the restaurant of the hotel and asked the hotel chef to make some porridge.

"Xiao Gan, why are you alone, where is Ziyan?" Xie Xiaolong patted him on the shoulder.

Chen Gaoyi turned his head and saw the person coming: "He is sick, he caught a cold last night."

"Huh?" Xie Xiaolong became nervous for a moment, and there will be a match two days later: "Why did you catch a cold, how are you doing now? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

Chen Gaoyi smiled and said: "It's nothing, young and recovering quickly, it's not that he's hungry, I'll come out and get him something to eat."

Xie Xiaolong was taken aback: "He yelled at you hungry? Asked you to bring him something to eat?"

"Yes."

"!" Xie Xiaolong was taken aback. It was the first time that his nephew had lived with him for so many years when he heard Han Ziyan speak in such an approachable way...

Every day is a high-cold style, if you can't talk, don't talk, let alone such coquettish words.

scared~

"Hello, the porridge you packed." The kitchen uncle handed the cooked porridge to Chen Gaoyi.

"Oh, that's right." Chen Gaoyi took the porridge and took a cup of soy milk and fried dough sticks.

Suddenly recalling Han Ziyan's expression of being afraid of water in the swimming pool last night: "Brother Long, do you know that Han Ziyan is afraid of water?"

Xie Xiaolong stared at him in a daze, as if he felt that the topic was a bit off topic: "How do you know?"

Chen Gaoyi: "Han Ziyan told me yesterday, if Brother Long, you know something, can you tell me about his drowning? See if you can help him overcome it."

Xie Xiaolong paused for a moment, then sneered softly: "Hey, the key to not being able to overcome this is up to him, let alone him..."

Speaking of this, the voice made a bend: "Fortunately, he was rescued by a kind person when he was drowning, but he was super afraid of water. He tried countless methods to no avail. The psychologist said it was a psychological shadow, so we still need to see him." my own."

Chen Gao paused for a moment: "Then next time...the competition...will Han Ziyan be allowed to play?"

Xie Xiaolong smiled lightly, stretched out his hand and patted the top of the boy's head: "Let's talk about it, if he thinks there is no problem, go ahead, this problem will have to be faced sooner or later."

"Yeah." Chen Gaoyi stretched out his hand and scratched his head: "I think he must be fine, after all, he longs for the top as much as I do."

"Really?" Xie Xiaolong looked at him with complicated eyes: "He really longs for the top, well, go back soon."

"Well, Brother Long, I'll go first." Chen Gao waved his hand.

—

"Uncle Han, your porridge." Chen Gao pushed the door open and entered, "Hey, where is he?"

Looking around the room, there was no one there, and the sound of rushing water came from the bathroom.

Chen Gao said "tsk" with a smile, this person is too clean.

Han Ziyan came out of the bathroom wiping her hair.

As soon as he came out, he saw that Chen Gaoyi was holding soy milk and fried dough sticks, casually raising his legs and eating, his mouth full of oil.

As soon as Chen Gao saw him, he frowned, put half of the fried dough stick into the soy milk and walked towards Han Ziyan: "Why don't you dry your hair and want to catch a cold?"

Han Ziyan looked at him meaningfully, and said lightly, "I don't like blowing my hair with a hairdryer."

"Tsk, don't like this, don't like that, are you a big girl? You're hypocritical." Chen Gao gave him a blank look, ignored him, and went straight to the bathroom.

"..." Han Ziyan stood there for a while, then sighed, walked to the bed and sat down.

Sweeping the steaming porridge on the table, I felt my heart warming for a while.

When Han Ziyan was in a daze, Chen Gaoyi approached with a small white object.

Plug it in and press the switch.

Huhu——

Han Ziyan woke up like a dream, and was pinned down before she could move.

"Don't move! Dry your hair first." Chen Gao held his shoulder with one hand, and the hair dryer was flying in his hand.

Han Ziyan was in a hurry. He hated people touching his hair the most. He could tolerate everything else but his hair was unbearable.

He turned his head and wanted to snatch the hair dryer. In terms of strength, both Chen Gaoyi and Chen Gaoyi can make it properly. The problem is that he just got a fever, and his whole body will be soft like cotton candy when pinched.

"Don't move, if you move again I'll pull out your hair." Seeing that he was dishonest, Chen Gao pulled his hair vigorously.

"Hiss..." Han Ziyan turned her head and stared at him.

Chen Gao snorted: "I told you not to move."

Han Ziyan's hair was full of anger: "I'm a clean freak, don't touch me, stay away from me."

Hearing this, Chen Gaoyi immediately rolled his eyes at him: "Jie, you're a freak, I've even touched your ass and you're still a clean freak."

"..." Which pot didn't open and which pot was lifted, Han Ziyan really wanted to slap him to death with a brick.

"Don't hang here, the fever has finally subsided, don't mess around, come here and let me dry it for you." Chen Gaoyi pulled his hair and continued to blow it for him.

Han Zi Yan Ren.

As soon as Chen Gao saw his shit-eating expression, he felt a little uncontrollably happy, and he couldn't control the door when he spoke, and he stomped on the thunder point.

"Oh, I think it's really good to touch your buttocks. I have to admit that yours is better than mine..."

"@%!&={#ChapterContent#}*&#%..." (They are all beautiful words to praise Han Ziyan's ass.)

Han Ziyan couldn't bear it anymore, turned over and pressed Chen Gaoyi on the bed, gnashing his teeth and warning: "If you bring this up again, I'll mess with you."

Chen Gao stared at the young man directly above him with wide eyes, feeling that Han Ziyan was like a hill overwhelming his heart.

After three seconds of silence, Chen Gao pushed Han Ziyan away with all his strength: "You...you don't know good people, you are a wolf-hearted bastard!"

Han Ziyan pinched his chin, breathing steadily and evenly, and hummed in a low voice, as if threatening.

On the contrary, Chen Gaoyi's breathing was a little unsteady, and he stared at him with wide eyes.

Han Ziyan raised her hand and flicked his forehead.

The author has something to say: Ahhh, is there still someone reading it?

The little author was so touched by tears and snot, thank you for leaving footprints.

Xiaowei thanked the little angel who threw the rocket: 1 on South Road;