Days and nights for school grass

Qin Zhou was concerned about Pei Yun who was still sleeping soundly, so he suppressed his voice with all his strength, but the sound of coughing still leaked out from between his fingers.

His eyes turned black and he couldn't breathe, and he knew it was a sign of an asthma attack.

Qin Zhou slowed down, and was about to get the spray from the drawer of the bedside table.

Before he stretched out his hand, one hand was spread out in front of his eyes, with a familiar small medicine bottle in the palm.

Qin Zhou shook his head slightly, always feeling that this situation seemed familiar.

Pei Yun was a little anxious, "Are you okay? Don't be in a daze, the angel is here to warm you up, so hurry up."

Qin Zhou: "..."

He coughed hard a few times, and wanted to laugh a little.

But miraculously, the feeling of suffocation in the chest subsided.

Qin Zhou felt it and was sure it wasn't a hallucination.

He took a deep look at Pei Yun, who was unaware, and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you, no need, I'm fine."

Pei Yun saw that his breathing had calmed down, and the tight strings were loosened, "I'll get you a glass of water."

He poured water and came back, Qin Zhou reached out to take it, "Thank you."

Qin Zhou's throat seemed to be scorched by fire, and he drank a cup in one breath.

Pei Yun: "Have another drink?"

Qin Zhou waved his hand and wiped the water from the corners of his lips with his thumb, "No more, go to sleep."

Pei Yun is now fully awake. He stretched out his hand, touched Qin Zhou's forehead, frowned and said, "You have a fever, I'll call auntie."

"No." Qin Zhou quickly grabbed his wrist, "It's just a fever."

Pei Yun paused, "That's all?"

Every time he had a fever, Zhong Lanxin acted like he was terminally ill, throwing herself on the bedside and howling my poor son, while patting him hard, Pei Yun always felt that having a fever was a torment.

Qin Zhou: "Help me go to the medicine cabinet and get the antipyretics. It will be fine tomorrow."

In fact, today is a relatively comfortable day for him. Apart from fever, he has no other symptoms.

"Warrior, you are really a warrior. You are so perfunctory knowing that your body is like a rag doll." Pei Yun rummaged while searching in the medicine box.

The medicine box is quite big, full of all kinds of medicines, many of which are only packaged in English, not even Chinese.

Relying on his sixth sense, Pei Yun caught the emerald green box with one glance, raised the medicine box and asked him: "What kind of medicine is this?"

The distance is a bit far, Qin Zhou recognized it, "That's it."

Pei Yun: "?"

Pei Yun came back with a small green box, "I think this green is eye-catching, bright and full of hope for healing, but it's not auspicious."

Qin Zhou said indifferently, "Just don't put it on your head."

Pei Yun's hand was about to move, but he settled down again under Qin Zhou's warning eyes.

Forget it.

Sick number, let him go.

Otherwise, what should I do if I cry?

Qin Zhou swallowed the pills with warm water, Pei Yun always felt uneasy, but with the other party's repeated assurances, he followed his wishes and told Mrs. Qin after dawn.

After tossing around, Qin Zhou pressed his temple wearily, "Thank you for your hard work, go to sleep."

Pei Yun sat on the bed, did not lie down, "Go to sleep."

Qin Zhou lay back down again, the effect of the medicine began to take effect, and his consciousness gradually sank.

When he was half asleep and half awake, he felt a cold touch on his forehead.

Qin Zhou raised his eyelids, and vaguely saw Pei Yun put a wet towel on his forehead.

"Go to sleep." The boy's pupils were filled with light, and his voice was rare and gentle.

Qin Zhou fell into a gentle dreamland.

Seeing that it was almost time, Pei Yun took off the towel, twisted it in the basin again, and put it on again.

"I was touched by myself." Pei Yun murmured in a low voice, "Why am I so good? Did an angel descend to earth?"

After twisting a few towels, Pei Yun was a little bored, staring at the sleeping Qin Zhou.

Qin Zhou's eyelashes were very long. He stretched out his fingers and touched them one by one, itching.

After falling asleep, Qin Zhou lost his repulsive temperament, quiet and harmless, Pei Yun looked at his side face, and whispered the truth: "As long as you are ugly, I will not marry you .”

Now there is a handsome man who makes his roommate look good, and the handsome man treats him very well.

Not a loss.

It's not long since I've known Qin Zhou, yet Pei Yun has no sense of distance from him, as if he's known him for a long time.

He remembered what Mrs. Qin said secretly to him: "Congee Congee has no friends, and you are the first person he has put his heart and soul into understanding."

Pei Yun was very moved at the time, and replied: "Handsome people are always attracted to each other."

Madam Qin: "..."

When Pei Yun took off the towel again, Qin Zhou frowned, and then lifted the quilt.

He threw the towel into the basin and helped him cover the covers, only to be thrown back again.

Before Pei Yun had time to complain, he found that his body was already wet with sweat, and his thin pajamas were stuck to his skin.

He was silent for two seconds, then covered the quilt silently, and lay down on him, restraining Qin Zhou's limbs, "You should wake up and do it yourself when you wake up."

Anyway, they both have a marital relationship.

Helping the other party undress is especially like playing hooligans.

Pei Yun didn't realize that he looked like a hooligan when lying on top of others. He was afraid that it would be uncomfortable to press the person, so he adjusted his position thoughtfully, which could not only prevent Qin Zhou from lifting the quilt, but also allow both of them to sleep comfortably.

When she was sitting there, she didn't feel it, but when she touched the bed, Pei Yun's eyelids started to fight.

He closed his eyelids, ready to squint for half an hour.

……

05:30am.

When Qin Zhou woke up, he found someone in his arms.

He froze and looked down.

Pei Yun got into his bed at some point, curled up in his arms and slept soundly.

Qin Zhou wanted to move his head away from his chest, but as soon as his hands touched his face, Pei Yun opened his eyes.

Pei Yun fell asleep, and seeing Qin Zhou woke up, he blurted out, "Is it still burning?"

Qin Zhou: "The fever is gone."

Pei Yun was relieved, and lay back on her stomach again, "Sleepy, I'll sleep a little longer."

His clear voice is hoarse and soft in the early morning, with a hint of coquettishness.

Qin Zhou saw the basin on the ground and the towels that fell on the ground, guessed what was going on, his heart softened, and he didn't push him again.

He looked at his carefree sleeping face and whispered, "Thank you."

Pei Yun heard it in a daze, buried her head on his shoulder, and said vaguely: "You're welcome, brother Pei is still young and doesn't want to be a widow."

Qin Zhou: "..."

"Congee porridge, for the sake of my hard work, delete the red apple." Pei Yun thought of the most important thing and struggled to raise his eyelids.

Qin Zhou stretched out his hand, gently covered his eyes, and whispered next to his ear, "Don't even think about it." Qingyue's voice penetrated into his ears, but he said the most ruthless words.

Pei Yun: "..."

No sleep at all.

Pei Yun wanted to raise her head to reason with him, but he pushed her back again.

Qin Zhou patted him on the back, "We'll talk when we wake up."

Fine.

Only after waking up have the strength to fight.

This fight failed to quarrel.

The Qin family has two little guests today.

Mrs. Qin waited until the meal time, but no two people came down.

Butler Xu: "Let me go and call."

Fang Kexin rushed to say: "Qin Yucheng and I will call my cousin and sister-in-law, I haven't seen the wedding room yet."

Mrs. Qin's face froze, and she quickly covered it up, "I'll go, they are real, they don't sleep at night, and they can't wake up during the day."

She felt a little strange, Qin Zhou is not a person who sleeps late, so he is afraid of something happening.

Fang Kexin laughed and said, "If you don't sleep at night, you must be—"

Qin Yucheng raised his head from the mobile game, pursed his lips slightly, not very happy.

Mrs. Qin was about to say "what can they do when they are still children", when Fang Kexin said innocently: "Playing games, Qin Yucheng still plays games all night every day."

Mrs. Qin breathed a sigh of relief, then felt something was wrong, she turned her head and asked her nephew, "You play games all night every day?"

Qin Yucheng's expression froze slightly, and he gave Fang Kexin a look, "No."

Mrs. Qin didn't believe it, so she nodded at him, "I'll settle the score with you later."

She got up and walked upstairs, Fang Kexin dragged Qin Yucheng to follow behind.

Mrs. Qin couldn't tell them to go downstairs, and she was thinking about how to make up the two beds in the bedroom.

She made up all kinds of bloody plots in her heart.

For example, Qin Zhou had an affair outside and Pei Yun kicked him to another bed.

Also, Pei Yun disliked Qin Zhou's dishonesty in sleeping, so he set up an extra bed.

Mrs. Qin came to the innermost bedroom on the second floor and knocked on the door for a long time, but no one answered.

"Porridge porridge? Ah Yun? Shall I come in?"

Qin Zhou didn't lock the door.

Because Mrs. Qin would not come in casually, no one in the Qin family would enter the door without greeting.

It is also to prevent him from fainting in the room and no one knows.

Mrs. Qin twisted the handle apprehensively. After seeing the situation inside the room, her mind went blank.