Chairman's little prince

In the early morning, when Zhan Yunxiao opened his eyes, he never expected to see Lan Yifeng's head sleeping on his stomach...

That's right!It's the edge of the bed!Just fell asleep on my stomach!

This person... took care of himself all night?But, why didn't you come to bed?

I wanted to prop myself up and sit up, but when I moved, I realized that my head hurt like being backlashed by casting a spell...

what happened?How can it hurt so much?Frowning, then, the memories of yesterday also rushed into his mind, and he remembered it.

Remembering Lan Yifeng's enthusiasm and intimacy towards others, that smile he had never seen before... So, he went to find someone to drink...

I don't remember exactly how much I drank, but it is also a fact that all the stocks in Fei Yeran's house were looted...

"Hmm..." Lan Yifeng's sleep was shallow, and because he took care of Zhan Yunxiao all night, he woke up reflexively almost every time the other party made a move...

"Yunxiao...how is it? Is it still burning?" Asking this, Lan Yifeng touched Zhan Yunxiao's forehead with his slightly cold palm.He touched, then breathed a sigh of relief. "Huh...it's okay..."

Last night, the other party had a low-grade fever. He tried to give the other party some pills, but there was no improvement. Fortunately, the fever has subsided now...just thinking about how he could use mouth-to-mouth to get Zhan Yunxiao to take the pills... Lan Yifeng felt blushed.

"You...why didn't you come to bed to sleep?" Zhan Yunxiao realized that his voice was a little hoarse when he asked. It wasn't that he looked like this, but that he really had a fever last night, which is why his throat was so uncomfortable!

"I... forgot for a moment..." It's not that he forgot, but he didn't dare.This is Zhan Yunxiao's bed, how could he just sleep on it without the other party's consent?When the other party left yesterday, he was obviously angry, wasn't he?He just didn't want the embarrassment of being kicked out of bed in the morning...

"Forgot?" What's the answer?Zhan Yunxiao frowned.

"Lie down and don't move, I'll get you a glass of water." Lan Yifeng hurriedly said after hearing Zhan Yunxiao's hoarse voice, then got up and poured a glass of warm water from the water dispenser in the room.

Zhan Yunxiao sat up, he was indeed thirsty and did not refuse. "Thanks."

This "thank you", Zhan Yunxiao said a little uncomfortable... As a human being in two lifetimes, the number of times he said this sincerely is really rare... It's natural to be unaccustomed.

Similarly, this "thank you" shocked Lan Yifeng very much.He would not be surprised if anyone said this word to him, but only Zhan Yunxiao...

After drinking the water, Zhan Yunxiao handed the empty water glass to Lan Yifeng. "Give me another drink."

What he said was a bit eloquent. If it is a standard modern person, it should be "pour another glass." But Lan Yifeng didn't notice, he just quickly took the glass and walked to the water dispenser, then poured water and returned quickly...

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In the kitchen, Lan Yifeng watched over the small fire, where fresh white porridge was being boiled.

He sometimes lifted the lid of the pot to check the heat, and sometimes used chopsticks to evenly stir the rice porridge in the pot... From time to time, he would add one or two ingredients.

Just now, in Zhan Yunxiao's room, the other party let him out after drinking the water.Said to "luck..."

It's not that Lan Yifeng doesn't understand the meaning of the word "luck", but Yunxiao...has this before?

No, he doesn't know.In fact, although they live under the same roof, there are not many opportunities for him and Zhan Yunxiao to actually meet each other, and getting along is even more impossible... Moreover, even "getting along" will not be a good thing scene...

"Hmm..." I was thinking wildly, but I didn't notice that my hand was very close to the edge of the pot, and it accidentally burned.

With a muffled snort, Lan Yifeng quickly put the burnt part under the faucet...

"what happened to you?"

Just as Lan Yifeng pointed at the injured finger, Zhan Yunxiao's voice rang out from the kitchen door.

Lan Yifeng was startled, and hastily withdrew his hand and turned off the faucet... He didn't want the other party to think that he was clumsy, and even making breakfast would hurt him because of being in a daze...

"No, it's okay." Lan Yifeng smiled casually after wiping the apron on his body twice. "You are all right, then go to the living room and wait, it will be fine soon..."

Zhan Yunxiao didn't move when he heard the words, but looked at the smiling Lan Yifeng with deep eyes... Under his eyes, traces of flames sprang up...

The flames made Lan Yifeng, who was facing him, turn slightly pale... Sure enough, did he still get hated?

So he laughed even more uncomfortably. "The kitchen smells of smoke, go sit in the living room..."

Zhan Yunxiao pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

The smile on Lan Yifeng's face could no longer be maintained, so he sighed softly. "Yunxiao...I..."

"Can you run further?" Zhan Yunxiao interrupted the other party coldly.

Lan Yifeng blinked, his cheeks turned pale, and he remained silent.

Zhan Yunxiao walked into the kitchen, turned off the gas decisively, and then... took the opponent's hand.

Lan Yifeng was dragged passively, not knowing what Zhan Yunxiao was doing... But when he was led to sit on the sofa in the living room, and watched the man take out the medicine box... he was completely What a fool...

Zhan Yunxiao, you want to help him... apply medicine?

This, how is this possible?