It says that opening a harem is prohibited [Quick Transmigration]

After parking the car, Luo Ying hugged the cat in one hand and helped Fu Jinghong get out of the car with the other.

Entering the living room, Luo Ying first put the cat in his hand on the carpet, and then put Fu Jinghong down on the sofa. Unexpectedly, Fu Jinghong grabbed his arm even when he lay down.

Who can help him get this drunk away quickly!

"Uncle Li? Uncle Li? Aunt Liu?"

After calling twice but no response, Luo Ying remembered that the butler went to the old house to meet Luo's father today, and the cook went back to her hometown to visit her relatives, so now only he and a drunkard are left in the whole villa, maybe one more person will be added. kitten.

Luo Ying had no choice but to turn his head to look at Fu Jinghong, while pulling Fu Jinghong's finger with the other hand.

"Let go quickly."

"do not go."

"I'm going to change clothes."

"No, I don't want you to go." Fu Jinghong gripped Luo Ying's arm even tighter, and half of his body leaned out of the sofa.

Luo Ying became a little impatient, so he threw off Fu Jinghong and turned around to leave.Fu Jinghong fell to the ground, then lay on the floor and cried sadly, as if he had been abandoned by the whole world.

"..."

Luo Ying walked back speechlessly to help Fu Jinghong up, Fu Jinghong took the opportunity to hug his waist, and wiped all the tears on his coat.

"Fu Jinghong, what exactly do you want?"

"Don't go, don't leave me." Fu Jinghong said, tears came out again, looking very pitiful.

Luo Ying doubted whether Fu Jinghong's intelligence had reached the age of seven, so he could only speak softly to him.

"I'm not leaving, I'm just going to change clothes, you see I'm all wet."

As if he understood Luo Ying's words, Fu Jinghong's crying became quieter, and Luo Ying patted him on the back and continued:

"Let go of me first, I'll be back soon, okay?"

"Really?"

"real."

"OK then……"

Fu Jinghong raised his head, wiped away the tears on his face, and reluctantly let go of Luo Ying. Luo Ying immediately picked up the cat on the ground and rushed upstairs, for fear that Fu Jinghong would change his mind.

After closing the door and bathing the cat with hot water, Luo Ying dried its fur and placed it next to the heater, then rinsed it and put on clean clothes. The filth was unbearable for him.

He had never put himself in such a mess before, and the culprit was still unaware.

Half an hour had passed when I went downstairs again, Fu Jinghong was still lying on the sofa, the sofa was soaked by the rain on his body, Luo Ying walked to the side of the sofa and patted him on the shoulder, then quickly withdrew his hand and took a step back, ready to be on guard Then he leaned on himself again.

But after patting Fu Jinghong twice, he didn't move. Luo Ying frowned, and turned Fu Jinghong's body over, only to find that Fu Jinghong's face was flushed, his eyes were closed, and he had already passed out. His fingers were pressed against his forehead, and the temperature was terribly high.

I have a fever...

Before Fu Jinghong met Luo Ying, he didn't know how long he had been drenched in the rain. When he met Luo Ying, he was drenched for a while. After returning to the villa, he lay down in wet clothes for half an hour. No wonder he had a fever.

Luo Ying hurriedly picked up the phone to call the doctor, then helped Fu Jinghong upstairs, put the hot water in, put Fu Jinghong into the bathtub, worked for a long time before cleaning, and finally wrapped Fu Jinghong in a towel and helped him onto the bed Lie down and cover him with a blanket.

The doctor just arrived at this time, Luo Ying ran downstairs to open the door for him, and then brought him to Fu Jinghong.

"38.9°C, it's okay, he can't take medicine now, I'll give him a fever-reducing injection."

"Please trouble Dr. He."

After the injection, Dr. He handed a pack of medicine to Luo Ying, saying that he would give it to Fu Jinghong when he woke up, and asked Luo Ying to make some white wine or put a cold towel on Fu Jinghong's forehead to help reduce the fever. Luo Ying wrote it down one by one After sending Dr. He away, he went into the bathroom, twisted a cold water handkerchief and applied it to Fu Jinghong's forehead.

"Don't go..."

Fu Jinghong grabbed Luo Ying's hand and almost took off the veil on his forehead. Luo Ying thought he was awake, but when he looked up, he found that his eyes were still closed, and the words were more like unconscious murmurs.

Luo Ying felt relieved, put his hand into the quilt, and was about to withdraw his hand.

"Don't go..."

He has been tossing around for most of the night, so he can't be allowed to guard him for another night. Luo used some strength to break away from Fu Jinghong's palm.

"Don't go... Please... Mom..."

"..."

"mom……"

Tears dripped from the corners of Fu Jinghong's eyes, soaking the pillow towel. This kind of silent crying was more tender than wailing. Luo Ying sighed, put his hand into Fu Jinghong's hand resignedly, and sat on the chair in a daze.

As time passed by, the antipyretic injection took effect, Fu Jinghong fell asleep, and Luo Ying couldn't resist the drowsiness, so he fell asleep beside the bed.

……

Bright light shone through the curtains to the head of the bed. When Fu Jinghong opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the snow-white ceiling and the crystal chandelier hanging in the center of the ceiling. As far as Fu Jinghong could remember, there was no such crystal chandelier in his home.

is this there?

Fu Jinghong turned his head and looked to the side. The towel on his forehead fell off and landed on the pillow, which was still a little wet, which made him startled.

Fu Jinghong wanted to raise his hand to pick up the towel, only to realize that he was still holding something in his hand. He propped himself up and looked towards the bed. The first thing he saw was half a profile face, and a lying face down the cheek. The figure beside the bed, and what he was holding was the palm of the other party.

Fu Jinghong withdrew his hand as if electrocuted, and looked at the person beside the bed as if he had seen a ghost.

Luo Ying was awakened by Fu Jinghong's movement, and the first thing he did was to shake his hands. Fu Jinghong's hands were really strong, the back of his hands were purple from his pinching, and his fingers were numb due to the long-term lack of blood supply.

"Luo Ying? Why are you here!"

"That's what I'm going to ask you, Young Master Fu."

"how could I know!"

Fu Jinghong was about to get out of bed as he said that, but when he lifted the quilt, he found that he was not hanging at all. His movements froze, and then he put the quilt back at a faster speed, and looked at Luo Ying with gritted teeth.

"what did you do to me?"

Stuck by Fu Jinghong's expression as if he had eaten a fly, Luo Ying gave him an annoyed look.

"What can I do? I just throw you into the hot water and soak for a while."

Then he went to the closet and took out a set of clothes and threw it to Fu Jinghong, then turned and left.

After the door was closed, Fu Jinghong lay back on the bed and began to recall what happened last night. Although some parts were blurred, he still remembered some fragments.

The more he recalled Fu Jinghong's face became uglier, especially when he recalled that he was holding Luo Ying, crying and quarreling, his face turned blue and white, so wonderful.

MD, his fame has been ruined!

At this moment, Luo Ying opened the door and walked in. All Fu Jinghong's shame turned into anger.

"Don't think that I will be grateful to you for helping me."

"Heh... It really is the style of Young Master Fu, turning his face and denying others. But don't worry, I don't need your gratitude at all."

Luo Ying thought that he had made it clear by saying this, but Fu Jinghong's face turned red all of a sudden, and he was even more excited than before.

"I don't like men either!"

"Ok?"

"Stop pretending, I'm not interested in you."

"..."

Did Fu Jinghong think that he wanted him to repay his kindness with a body promise?And how did he deduce that he fell in love with him?Just because the original body was bothered?Luo Ying suddenly wanted to pry open his head to see how it was constructed.

"That's why you saved me in the elevator last time."

Fu Jinghong gave Luo Ying a disgusted look, as if he had seen through Luo Ying's mind.

"You should take medicine."

Luo Ying put the water glass and pills in his hand on the bedside table, and left with a blank expression.

It wasn't until Luo Ying left for a long time that Fu Jinghong realized that just now Luo Ying scolded him for being sick!

……

"Meow..." As soon as Luo Ying went downstairs, a cat ran to Luo Ying's feet. It was the one he picked up last night.

Luo Ying picked up the cat and sat on the sofa. The cat kept rubbing its head against Luo Ying's palm, and even stuck out its tongue to lick Luo Ying's fingers.

"It's better to save a cat than to save people, right, kitty?"

"Meow~~"

"So nice."

Luo Ying asked Uncle Li to bring a small cup of milk, put it in a teacup, and brought it to the kitten. The cat nestled in his arms to lick the milk and drink it, even barking at him from time to time.

Uncle Li looked at this person playing with a cat, and smiled.

"If the young master likes it, give it a name."

"name?"

"Yes."

Luo Ying pondered for a moment.

"It likes to drink milk so much, let's call it milk."

"Heh...then if he likes to eat fish, would you name him Fish? If he likes to catch mice, he should be called Rat?" Fu Jinghong came down from the stairs, a mocking breath came over his face.

Luo Ying ignored him, took the milk away after feeding it for a while, asked Uncle Li to carry the cat back to its nest, and walked to the dining table to start eating.

"What? Is there something wrong with what I said? Or is Master Luo running out of words?"

"I can't afford Young Master Fu's status, so how dare I answer casually."

Fu Jinghong was choked for a while, and he was hungry before he got angry, so he had to go to the dining table and sit down.

"Where's my breakfast?"

Luo Ying glanced at him and asked Uncle Li to bring it to him.

"Why vegetable porridge? Meat? I don't even eat boiled eggs."

"If you don't eat it, just pour it out, Uncle Li."

"Yes, sir."

"you--"

Fu Jinghong dropped the spoon angrily and went upstairs, Luo Ying didn't even give him a look, and ate his own big meal by himself.

Seeing his young master like this, Uncle Li shook his head helplessly.

"Master, Mr. Fu doesn't know that he has a fever and can't eat. I'll ask Mama Liu to tell him."

"No need, he knows how to eat when he's hungry."

After a while, Luo Ying put down the knife and fork and wiped her mouth.

"I'm going to the hospital, I'll be back later."

"Master, walk slowly."