Raiders Hat Jun's N Week

Chuya sat up abruptly, being brought to the wound by the sudden movement, his expression twisted in pain, even so he still refused my proposal.

"no!"

Looking at the favorability and love values ​​that have been jumping around and have not stabilized until now, I feel like a mirror in my heart, and of course I know the reason for his explosive behavior.

"Why not? I didn't share the same bed with you." I asked him back, comparing the distance between the two beds exaggeratedly in the middle, "It's - so far away."

"That too..."

"You're not thinking about something strange, are you?" I put the pillow away, sat on the edge of the bed, and asked pretending to be unintentional.

Sure enough, after I said this, he fell silent for a moment, stared at me for a while, and finally lay down angrily and turned his back to me: "You can do whatever you want."

I didn't take his tantrum-like behavior to heart.

After all, from his point of view, he has been dreaming for seven days, maybe he will do it again today, and after the end, the other protagonist is still sleeping next to him, wow, what kind of devil Shura field is this, he must want to drive me away, It's not bad if you don't really lose your temper with me.

Before going to bed, I asked Zhongya to measure the temperature, and he still ignored me with a stinky face. Fortunately, there is no problem for the time being.

After turning off the lights, he still didn't forget to close the curtain separating the two beds, which made me want to cry.

Because I was worried about him, I slept very lightly that night, and I woke up once in the middle of the night. When I came back, I heard the orange-haired boy next to me breathing harder.

I walked to his bed, leaned down and reached out to touch his forehead and face, and immediately frowned in shock from the heat of my hands.

Sure enough, it started to heat up.

Zhong Ye was woken up by me, he probably had a severe fever, his voice was weak: "...what's the matter."

I turned on the light, and the bright light made me squint my eyes.

Chuya directly raised his arm to cover his eyes, I looked down at him, the exposed skin was reddened by the heat, and I leaned over to touch his face again.

"You have a fever, the wound must be infected."

"Don't worry about it, it will be fine tomorrow..." He muttered in a voice like a mosquito, still thinking that I was annoying, so he stretched out his hand to brush away my hand touching his face.

I didn't care about his little temper, and searched for anti-fever stickers. What's annoying is that I haven't been here for a long time, and I was even more confused about the storage of things in the medical room. In the end, I only found alcohol. .

I took a basin of warm water, wet the towel with water, applied it on his forehead, took his hand, and wiped his palm with alcohol.

Zhong also frowned uncomfortably, opened his eyes, and just watched me doing this in silence.

When I wanted to lift his clothes to see his wound, he finally moved and pressed my hand.

His voice was a little hoarse, and his cheeks that were dyed red by the heat seemed to have a different meaning: "What are you doing?"

"Look at your wound, and change the medicine again."

"Need not."

"At this time, don't be willful."

Impatiently, I let go of my hand, took off the towel on my forehead and sat up, got out of bed and skillfully opened one of the drawers of the cabinet where the medicine was stored, and took out the medicine from it, not just water. Before he could react, he threw it into his mouth and swallowed it.

When I regained my senses and grabbed his hand, the inside was already empty.

"What are you eating!?" I asked him anxiously.

He didn't reply to me, just stared at me with those beautiful blue eyes.

How can medicine be taken indiscriminately!What if you eat your brain badly!

I had no choice but to open the drawer to look through the medicine he just took, praying that the medicine he took would be antipyretics or antibiotics, or anything that would not have much effect.

It's just that there is a mess of medicines in this drawer, and after searching for a long time, I have no idea what he just took.

After searching to no avail, I had no choice but to turn my eyes to him angrily, trying to reach out and open his mouth, so that he could spit out the medicine he had taken.

I have never seen such a disturbing little kid.

I'm so annoyed and anxious now that I didn't notice that Zhongye's state was wrong.

The orange-haired boy looked at me with dazed eyes, and just as I raised my hand, he pinched the wrist of the hand I extended.

I wanted to pull my hand back, but he clasped it so hard that I couldn't break free.

Why is this guy so strong even after being injured... It seems that he can't do it by force.

"I won't move you, let me go first, and spit out the medicine just now." I coaxed him gently: "This kind of thing can't be eaten indiscriminately, if you take it wrong, it's right for you..."

Before I finished speaking, his other hand suddenly wrapped around my waist, and he pulled me into his arms amidst my exclamation, holding me tightly.

His body was extremely hot, and I was only wearing a thin pajamas, and I could clearly feel the heat from his body, which made me uncontrollably heat up my cheeks.

what's going on! ?

I was too afraid to move because of this accident, and after a few seconds of rapid brain operation, I came up with the answer.

Is he kidding me?

That's right, people who are sick will become vulnerable uncontrollably. After all, they are only in their teens. Ordinary people at this age may still be acting like a baby with their mothers.

After I figured it out, I inexplicably felt pity. Companions don’t love enemies and enemies don’t love them. There are bullets raining every day at such a young age. What a pity.

I raised my hand and patted his back, and rubbed his head soothingly.

The system choked me: "Are you overwhelmed by maternal love?"

I answered it: "Climb."

Although it was very distressing, I still didn't forget to ask him at this time: "Do you know what you just ate?"

"Fever-reducing medicine..." he said sullenly, and tightened his hands again: "I'm not an idiot, how can I take all kinds of messy medicines."

Then you just said, are you happy to see me so anxious! ?

But after hearing what he said, I felt relieved and let him hold me.

But this time was different from the previous hug... Our bodies were so tight, my face turned red slowly, and after more than ten seconds, I couldn't help but want to push him away.

The orange-haired boy put his head on my shoulder and rubbed it like a cat. His hot breath fell on my neck. My neck was itchy from the double pinch, and I tilted my head slightly.

After this little movement was captured by him, he suddenly stopped moving, and then bit my earlobe very unhappy.

The moist feeling and slight pain from the earlobe made my eyes widen, and my body tensed reflexively.

What is he doing...?

My head was in a mess, and I was delirious from the heat of Chuuya.

And the culprit who caused my brain to crash suddenly frowned and whispered in a very low voice

"Sure enough, it's a dream again."