After attending school A, I differentiated into O

Qin Fengyue ran from the gate to the porch against the wind: "Ah, cut! Ah, cut!"

Aunt Zhao quickly pulled out the slippers for Qin Fengyue: "I have stewed ginger soup, the wind is too strong, it is warm to drink."

"I'll drink later, is she here?" Qin Fengyue hurriedly changed her shoes, before Aunt Zhao could answer, she flicked her shoes, put on her slippers and ran upstairs: "I'll go and see first."

Aunt Zhao: "At..."

"Ah, I'll go and see for myself!" Qin Fengyue turned her head, "I'll drink ginger soup later, you don't need to serve it."

"By the way!" Qin Fengyue said suddenly, "Did my parents say when they would be back?"

Aunt Zhao pondered: "Not yet, I said I'm going to eat out today."

Qin Fengyue thought for a while, then went downstairs again, threw her schoolbag on the sofa, and left half of the two theater tickets inside on the sofa.

Aunt Zhao: "What's wrong?"

Qin Fengyue waved his hand, indicating that there is nothing wrong.

Aunt Zhao: "Hurry up, Jiang Zhao has been waiting for a long time."

Qin Fengyue rubbed her nose, regained her senses and went upstairs, stepping on the stairs without stopping, "I'm back!"

Jiang Zhao was in the small study, and since she recommended Changqing, she decided to come to make up lessons for Qin Fengyue, so the Qin family set up a separate guest room for Qin Fengyue and Jiang Zhao.

The guest room is next to Qin Dong's study, and the door is not allowed to be closed, the reason is self-evident.

Jiang Zhao waited at the door of the small study room. The heating was turned on in the room. Qin Fengyue sneezed several times in the extreme temperature of hot and cold.

Jiang Zhao frowned, touched Qin Fengyue's wet hair roots, rubbed it twice, and said, "Did you open an umbrella?"

Qin Fengyue touched her nose: "From the gate to the entrance, I ran back directly."

In fact, I was drenched for a while at school from the teaching building to the school gate. The air conditioner was turned on in the car, and the wet clothes were dried all the way.

Jiang Zhao took a look at Qin Fengyue, with hooks at the end of his eyes, gouging her out to make his heart agitated.

Qin Fengyue pouted: "Kiss."

Jiang Zhao leaned on the desk, poked his head over, and was about to kiss him.

Qin Fengyue turned her head and sneezed.

Jiang Zhao: "..."

Qin Fengyue: "..."

"Hahahahahaha, I'm sorry." Qin Fengyue laughed loudly.

Jiang Zhao was helpless and said, "I'll make ginger soup for you."

Qin Fengyue smiled: "Aunt Zhao cooked it, I will serve it myself."

"I'll go," Jiang Zhaodao, "wait for me for a while."

Qin Fengyue relaxed happily, and walked to the table to see what Jiang Zhao had done.

There is a complete review plan for the college entrance examination on the table, the process is already halfway through, and all those completed plans have been ticked off.

The third year of high school is still making up lessons until the eve of New Year's Eve, and there are still a few days until New Year's Eve, but there is a week off during the Chinese New Year.

But Qin Fengyue wanted to go back to his hometown with Qin Dong and Fang Yi, and spent a week's vacation with relatives, going south and north.

Qin Fengyue sat on the chair, rubbing his chin and thinking.

"What are you thinking?" A bowl of ginger tea was placed in front of him, Jiang Zhao tested Qin Fengyue's temperature with the back of his hand, and said, "Uncle Qin and Aunt Fang are back, did you keep this on purpose?"

Jiang Zhao took out two tickets to the repertory theater.

Qin Fengyue stared: "Come back so early, I sponsored a date for them."

Jiang Zhao smiled: "Uncle Qin said you have a lot of fun."

Qin Fengyue pouted.

Jiang Zhao: "Drink the soup, where's yesterday's paper?"

After studying until 11:30, Fang Yi called them down for supper in the middle of the night.

Tonight, eating crab roe soup dumplings and millet porridge with two plates of small green vegetables, Qin Fengyue may have caught a cold, and his mouth was very dull. When he smelled crab roe soup dumplings, his index finger twitched.

Just as she put a soup dumpling into the bowl, the small bowl in front of her was removed.

Qin Fengyue: "?"

Jiang Zhao smiled lightly: "Eat less seafood when you have a cold."

Qin Fengyue opened his mouth and murmured, "I don't have a cold."

Jiang Zhao controlled her tightly, moved the millet porridge and pickles in front of her, and said, "Drink."

Fang Yi watched from the kitchen door, her eyes narrowed with a smile.

"Mom..." Qin Fengyue complained.

Fang Yi smiled: "I'm going to sleep first, Xiao Zhao, you look at her, the driver is outside, I will see you off later."

Qin Fengyue: "..."

The mother and wife were fighting together, Qin Fengyue didn't even have to taste a single crab roe.

After dinner, there was no one in the living room, Qin Fengyue sent Jiang Zhao to the entrance, and handed Jiang Zhao the coat, scarf, and hat one by one.

Jiang Zhao dressed them up one by one and asked, "What's the matter, are you in a bad mood?"

Qin Fengyue mentioned the belt of Jiang Zhao's coat, pursed his mouth, and said, "The day after tomorrow is a holiday, and the day after tomorrow is New Year's Eve. My parents plan to go back to my hometown that day."

Jiang Zhao scratched Qin Fengyue's face with his fingers, and said, "Because of this, my face is swollen with anger."

Qin Fengyue is like a little dolphin, who will puff up when angry, "You go."

Jiang Zhao held the little dolphin, and stood in the porch after letting go.

According to usual habits, Qin Fengyue should kiss her goodbye.

Qin Fengyue: "I have a cold, don't infect it to you."

Jiang Zhao stretched out his hand to pinch her back neck, his warm palm touched the gonads, Qin Fengyue flinched, "Don't—"

She thought Jiang Zhao wanted to kiss.

Jiang Zhao tilted his head, twisted Qin Fengyue halfway back, and put his lips on her glands.

Qin Fengyue gulped down her saliva, feeling her glands being scratched. Jiang Zhao's tongue coating was soft and rough, and there was a burst of electric current. The soft part was the tongue, and the rough part was the strength.

Jiang Zhao stood up straight: "Okay."

Jiang Zhao opened the fantasy door, not to let Qin Fengyue send it off, opened a crack to get out, turned around and quickly closed the door.

The footsteps went away.

The cold wind still came in a little bit, blowing a little bit on the face, Qin Fengyue didn't feel cold, but felt so fucking hot!

Jiang Zhao licked her glands, relying on...

Qin Fengyue's ears were red, and the pinnae were bright. She was so absorbed in thinking, she tossed and turned on the bed for two days before falling asleep.

The next day, Qin Fengyue got up with a feverish head, and touched his forehead, which was a little hot.

Looking at herself half a year older in the mirror, she suddenly felt blessed.

That night, Jiang Zhaolai pushed back the appointment of tutoring, and another day later, the seventh middle school made up the last day of class.

On the last day without evening self-study, Qin Fengyue didn't touch her phone until after class, and received a WeChat message from Jiang Zhao.

Sweetheart: 【Remember to drink plenty of hot water. 】

Heart and liver: [Cook more ginger soup when it's cold, drink it to sweat. 】

Sweetheart: [I called for an errand and bought you cold medicine. 】

Qin Fengyue frowned in her heart, replying to Jiang Zhao one by one.

[Eight glasses of water a day, I'm almost a water baby. 】

[I also drank ginger soup. 】

[Do you want to take medicine too? (crying)]

Jiang Zhao didn't reply immediately. She found a job again after being recommended, and now she is affiliated with an institution to study financial investment, which is the same as her volunteer application in Changqing.

After returning home, Fang Yi and Qin Dong were still doing the final packing. After two hours to board the plane, Fang Yi and Qin Dong were making final preparations.

All the servants in the family went home for the New Year holiday, and there were only three people in the room, Fang Yi, Qin Dong and Qin Fengyue.

Qin Fengyue looked at the luggage all over the floor and said, "Mom, is there any water?"

Fang Yi turned her head, wondering: "When do you have to report when you drink water? You—"

Qin Fengyue supported the wall and softened.

Qin Dong: "The moon!"

Qin Fengyue's people were almost pinched, Youyou woke up, and the first sentence was stupid: "Dad, Mom, I have a cold, so I can't go back to my hometown with you."

Fang Yi: "..."

Qin Dong stretched out his hand to part Qin Fengyue's bangs, put his big palm on her forehead, felt it, and said, "It's not very hot, you can stick to the plane."

Qin Fengyue became anxious and said, "Your hands are so rough! Can you feel it? Change it to my mother!"

Qin Dong: "..."

Fang Yi touched her forehead, and it was really hot. In addition, she felt sorry for her daughter, and felt that Qin Fengyue was seriously ill, so she said worriedly, "What should I do? The temperature in my hometown is even lower."

Qin Fengyue coughed several times and said, "I'll stay in City A."

Qin Dong frowned: "Auntie is gone, who will take care of you."

Qin Fengyue muttered.

Fang Yi didn't hear clearly: "Who?"

Qin Fengyue said with little strength: "Isn't Jiang Zhao still there? Yesterday she said that she would stay in the institution to work in Nian, and she would turn back when she sent Ansu back to her hometown."

"Mom, you go back to your hometown. Tomorrow is the New Year's Eve. Don't go back late. You will miss the New Year's Eve dinner. I will go back after two days when I recover from illness."

Fang Yi and Qin Dong stared at her, Qin Fengyue turned around with a guilty conscience and buried her in Fang Yi's arms.

Qin Dong and Fang Yi went to catch the plane, and sent Qin Fengyue to Jiang Zhao's house as if they were alone.

Jiang Zhao opened the door, and there stood a human-tall penguin at the door, which was Qin Fengyue, who was wrapped up heavily.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Zhao asked.

Qin Fengyue moved into the room clumsily, An Su was cooking, seeing Qin Fengyue immediately happily went to the kitchen to add food.

Jiang Zhao took off Qin Fengyue's heavy coat, and after removing the first layer, there was a second layer.

Qin Fengyue wore two down jackets, and sweat dripped from her forehead and back of her neck.

Jiang Zhao probed his hand, reached into his back and felt it was hot, and pushed Qin Fengyue into the bathroom, and it was hot enough for her to take a bath.

Twenty minutes later, Qin Fengyue came out of the bathroom and fell into a light sleep on Jiang Zhao's bed.

Jiang Zhao heard the movement coming in, pulled Qin Fengyue out, fed her half a cap of sweet cold medicine, changed her into dry and comfortable pajamas, and stuffed Qin Fengyue back under the bed.

Qin Fengyue was manipulated, her body fluttered, her eyelashes fluttered, and half of the rolls were opened, and she said to Jiang Zhao with little strength: "I have a cold."

Jiang Zhao sat by the bed, held her hand, touched her hot palm, and asked, "It's ginger tea and cold medicine, didn't I take it? Otherwise, why would it get worse?"

Qin Fengyue closed her eyes guiltily, and coughed, "I'm a little sleepy..."

Jiang Zhao nodded, "Don't tell the truth? How did you get here, where are Uncle Qin and Aunt Fang?"

Qin Fengyue closed her eyes tightly, vowing to die without making a sound.

As soon as she said that she wanted to come to Jiang Zhao's house, Qin Dong saw through her purpose. Qin Dong drove her all the way to Jiang Zhao's gate. In the end, he disliked Qin Fengyue's embarrassment and didn't want to be implicated. He left his daughter at Jiang Zhao's gate. Ring the doorbell, turn around and leave.

But this cannot be said directly.

After a while, the stared eyes moved away, and Qin Fengyue heard a rustling sound.

She quietly opened one eye, throwing away a corner of her eye.

Jiang Zhao was actually taking off his clothes!

"You," Qin Fengyue stammered, "what are you doing?"

Jiang Zhao undressed in a slow manner, "Change clothes."

Jiang Zhao didn't wear thick pajamas, but a hooded sweater and gray trousers. He took off his clothes first, revealing his straight and beautiful legs.

He took off his shirt again, revealing his half-naked upper body.

Qin Fengyue's eye sockets were burning hot, and said, "What are you doing taking off your clothes?"

Jiang Zhao got into bed, and his dry skin rubbed against Qin Fengyue's skin. Qin Fengyue couldn't help shivering when it was cold and hot.

"It will infect you..." Qin Fengyue said.

Jiang Zhao: "We have to wait a while for dinner, so we can sleep quietly."

Qin Fengyue felt that her eyelids were heavy, and she was half asleep and half awake, smelling the smell of meat, and felt that her side was suddenly empty, her eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't lift them up, and they fell down again.

After waking up again, it was already the next morning, Qin Fengyue turned around and found herself being hugged tightly.

Jiang Zhao opened her eyes and looked at her, Qin Fengyue felt relaxed as if she had recovered from an illness, and pouted to kiss Jiang Zhao.

Jiang Zhao turned his head to avoid it, took a look at the mobile phone, opened his mouth in a hoarse voice, as if he was still doing something, and said, "Uncle Qin has contacted the private jet, get up."

Qin Fengyue was shocked: "What?!"

Jiang Zhao looked at her, punished Qin Fengyue, pinched her nose to prevent the omega from breathing, and said, "Go back to your hometown honestly, and spend the New Year with Uncle Qin and Aunt Fang. If you are sick and don't take medicine, this is your punishment."

Qin Fengyue: "..."

It was already afternoon when I arrived at my hometown, there were very few people at the airport, not even a pick-up person, and the corridor bridge was empty.

Half an hour later, Qin Dong came to pick him up in person. When he saw Qin Fengyue at first glance, he didn't look like a father at all. He mocked: "Jiang Zhao is not used to you either."

Qin Fengyue: "..."

"Ah cut!" Jiang Zhao sneezed and hung up Qin Fengyue's voice call.

An Su took the medicine for her, took out a thick coat and put it on her body, and said, "Last night, I told you to sleep separately from the moon, but you are infected now."

Jiang Zhao hummed, with a heavy nasal voice, and said, "She doesn't know the severity...the cold has medicine..."

An Su said angrily: "You know the seriousness, so you won't sleep with her all night!"

Jiang Zhao: "..."

The author has something to say: there are two extra chapters~ Bobo