don't tease me

The next morning, Qin Anyan woke up naturally after falling asleep.

He looked outside in a daze, the sun had already come in through the curtains, it didn't look like it was seven or eight o'clock.

Turning on the phone, it was almost ten o'clock.

Why is no one calling him today?

Somewhat strangely, he got up from the bed, tidied up simply, and was stopped by Wang Ma when he went out.

"An Yan, Mr. Shen has a fever." Wang Ma hesitated, stepped forward to stop him, and said in a low voice.

"Have a fever?" Qin Anyan was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly raised his voice: "Didn't you feel fine yesterday?"

"It seems that I caught a cold while working at night." Wang Ma said anxiously: "Mr. Shen is not conscious when he wakes up now, his body is terribly hot."

Qin Anyan frowned solemnly: "Why didn't you send him to the hospital?"

"Mr. Shen is very resistant to the hospital. In the past, the family doctor came when he was sick." Wang Ma wiped the sweat from her forehead: "But I don't know the phone number of the family doctor."

Qin Anyan frowned even tighter, but looking at Wang Ma who couldn't hide her anxious look, he still comforted him softly: "It's okay, I'll go and see Mr. Shen first, prepare some white wine to wipe him down to cool down. "

"Okay." Wang Ma was flustered for a while, but after being reminded at this moment, she finally remembered what she could do, and hurriedly walked to the place where the medicine was put.

And Qin Anyan entered Shen Ciyu's bedroom.

The layout of Shen Ciyu's bedroom is very simple, mainly in black and white.

However, Qin Anyan still focused all his attention on the man on the bed.

"Mr. Shen?" He leaned over and called softly.

Shen Ciyu's face was flushed at this moment, her breathing was short of breath, and her eyes were tightly closed.

Qin Anyan put his hand on Shen Ciyu's forehead, and was frightened by the heat of his palm.

The temperature is at least thirty degrees Celsius.

He took a breath, thought for a moment, and went to check Ciyu's phone.

He didn't know the family doctor's phone number, but Assistant Chen would definitely know.

There are not many numbers in Shen Ciyu's mobile phone, and they are basically personal contacts.Qin Anyan scrolled down and found Assistant Chen's phone number.

"Boss?" After a few rings, Assistant Chen's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Mr. Shen has a high fever." Qin Anyan didn't waste too much nonsense, and got straight to the point: "What is the mobile phone number of his usual family doctor?"

Assistant Chen has been with Shen Ciyu for many years, so of course he understands Shen Ciyu's reluctance to go to the hospital.So after some urgent searching, he reported the family doctor's mobile phone number.

Qin Anyan dialed according to the above, and got a reply quickly.

"An Yan, baijiu." At this time, Wang Ma prepared the medicine and baijiu.

When you have a high fever, you can wipe some parts of your body with white wine to cool down.Qin Anyan also suffered from several illnesses back then, and because he was reluctant to go to the hospital, he used these methods to forcefully suppress his illness.

Now even if the family doctor is coming, it will be 10 minutes later. He pursed his lips, picked up the bowl of white wine and a small rag, and approached Shen Ciyu.

Wang Ma turned around very consciously and walked out.

Qin Anyan didn't notice her leaving, but half sat on the edge of the bed, slightly lifted Shen Ciyu's quilt, and took out one of his hands.

When you have a fever, rub your forehead, palms, feet, and armpits with white wine to cool down to a certain extent.

There was nothing wrong with his forehead and palms, but when it was time to wipe his armpits, Qin Anyan encountered a difficulty.

Shen Ciyu was too uncooperative.

I don't know how to be good when I'm sick, I will be spanked in their house like this!

Qin Anyan thought viciously in his mind, but the picture of Shen Ciyu being spanked that emerged in his mind made him tremble all over, he quickly restrained his mind, and concentrated on wiping Shen Ciyu's body.

Raising his arm and wiping his armpits a few times, Shen Ciyu would struggle to retract it. Although he was not awake yet, he was always muttering something indiscriminately.

Qin Anyan wiped his armpit several times before he finally finished wiping one armpit.

He went around to the other side of the bed and wanted to wipe the other side, but Shen Ciyu turned over in a very uncooperative way, just pressing the arm that needed to be wiped under his body.

Qin Anyan was about to be laughed out of anger.

When I was sober, I didn't feel that Shen Ciyu was really exhausting when he was sick.If it wasn't bad for leaving him alone, Qin Anyan would have left angrily.

But now, he can only do his best to turn Shen Ciyu over.

After turning over, he wanted to lift Shen Ciyu's arm again.As a result, Shen Ciyu seemed impatient with him, and directly reached out to grab Qin Anyan's wrist.

It's hard to imagine that a person with a high fever would have such strength. Qin Anyan was pinched and almost cried out. He frowned and tried to shake off that hand, but he turned off after feeling the abnormal hot temperature. Thoughts.

"Did I owe you?" While complaining in a low voice, he raised his hand and took Shen Ciyu's arm with him.

Then wipe the underarms quickly.

Shen Ciyu quickly withdrew her hand and pressed it tightly under her body.

Now that I am here, Qin Anyan's work is considered finished.

He breathed a sigh of relief, put the towel aside, and leaned over to touch Shen Ciyu's forehead.

Still hot, but maybe a little better than before.

Just when he was about to leave, Shen Ciyu's eyelashes moved and he slowly opened his eyes.

He parted his lips lightly, as if uttering a few words feebly.

Because the voice was too low, Qin Anyan couldn't hear it clearly, so he leaned over to listen closer.

Unexpectedly, Shen Ciyu sat up from the bed in an instant, raised his chin and kissed him on the lips.

Then, taking advantage of Qin Anyan's momentary stupor, he collapsed on the bed again, his eyes closed tightly, as if he was dying.

Qin Anyan's breath was choked in his heart.

The temperature under his hands does not seem to be fake, Shen Ciyu really has a high fever.

In other words, Shen Ciyu had to take advantage of enduring the physical discomfort.

"Don't pretend when you wake up." Qin Anyan was so angry that his stomach hurt, even if the other party looked miserable now, he couldn't arouse his sympathy: "If you have the strength to steal a kiss, don't you have the strength to open your eyes!"

Shen Ciyu's eyes moved, and then slowly opened.

Because of the fever, his eyes were abnormally red.He said weakly, "I'm not feeling well..."

"I'm uncomfortable because I made such a big move just now." Qin Anyan rolled his eyes, and then kindly said: "The family doctor will be here soon."

"I'm not feeling well." Shen Ciyu grabbed his hand, put it on his forehead, and used the temperature to remind him that he still had a high fever: "Someone always touched me just now."

The scorching temperature under his hands finally softened Qin Anyan's tone. He didn't care about the second half of Shen Ciyu's words. After all, sick people are not so clear-headed, but said gently: "I just wiped your body just now. Now, the temperature should drop a little after a while."

He took the initiative to touch Shen Ciyu's hair with his hands: "When the family doctor comes, I won't feel uncomfortable after taking the medicine."

But Shen Ciyu still clung to him, staring straight at his lips, but her tone was still extremely weak: "It won't hurt if you kiss me once."

It can be said that the collapse of the human setting is very complete.

Qin Anyan almost shook his hand away, the instant, fiery kiss just now had already upset him, how could he go up to kiss him again.

So he ruthlessly rejected this unreasonable request.

Shen Ciyu lowered her eyes in disappointment, and held his hand tightly.

He was silent for too long, just when Qin Anyan thought he was going to close his eyes again and fall into a deep sleep, he opened his mouth.

"I'm very happy." He said, his voice was still very soft: "You were by my side when I was sick."

Qin Anyan bent his lips, and said without emotion: "If you want, there are many people who are willing to accompany you when you are sick."

Shen Ciyu panted a few times, he was already suffering from a high fever, and just now he made a big move for a little wish, and now he just feels weak all over.

But he insisted on finishing what he wanted to say: "But none of them are the people I want."

Qin Anyan was silent for a few seconds.

Shen Ciyu couldn't see the expression on his face, but just cleared his throat slightly, and raised his voice to the normal range with all his strength: "An Yan, are you willing to stay with me all the time?"

He held Qin Anyan's hand tightly.

Shen Ciyu hadn't felt such tension for a long time, and she even felt her fingers trembling slightly.

Then Qin Anyan raised his head and said in a low voice, "Mr. Shen, there are always some unsatisfactory things in life."

He pulled out his hand vigorously, stood up and looked down at Shen Ciyu, his face was still concerned, and he couldn't see the heartlessness of the words just now: "The family doctor should be here, I'll go down and have a look."

Shen Ciyu pursed her lips with difficulty, watched the boy's back disappear behind the door, and slowly retracted her hand into the quilt.

There was a chill from the fingertips to the bottom of my heart, and I pressed it tightly to my body in time, but it couldn't relieve the cold.

Finally, he stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed.The throat moved up and down, and finally all the sadness, confusion, and even a trace of resentment turned into a long sigh.

Sure enough...he refused.

I was too impatient.

He already knew that Qin Anyan was wary of him, but now he is so straightforward, and he can't wait to express his heart again and again.

If it continues like this, this boy will probably be scared away like a rabbit.

Shen Ciyu bent the corners of his mouth, the violent movements and ups and downs of his mood finally exhausted his physical strength, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep again.

The author has something to say: Shen Ciyu, who had a fever after flushing cold water in the bathroom for half an hour because of some indescribable emotion was too strong: Of course I got sick because I worked too late last night and was too tired

Qin Anyan: Oh :)

I just watched the time past midnight, and I just finished writing the update... I was actually a minute or two late qwq

Love to all little fairies~