[Evil Uncle] Fever

It has been a day and a night since Wu Sansheng fully woke up from this illness.

There may still be some warmth on the body.

However, the head is like rolling out of the oven and then into the freezer of the refrigerator, at least Ji Lingling is awake.

Sure enough, people can not refuse to accept the old ah.

It's rare to catch a cold once in previous years.

This time it was really burnt.

I woke up at dawn in the early morning, and then found myself lying in bed, covered in sticky cold sweat, and my limbs and skeleton were as limp as if they were scattered and put together again.

Stomach empty, uncomfortable.

Stomach trouble is a disease left over from traveling around in the early years.

Fortunately, I have paid more attention to it in recent years and have less recurrence.

There was still a furry head lying beside the bed.

At first glance, he thought it was Pan Zi, but when he frowned, he wanted to wake him up.

But, at second glance, you know it's not.

Pan Zi's hair is black, short, and stiff. Like everyone else, he has a murderous look and is a man.

The one next to the bed is obviously a stylish fluffy brown with a round head as harmless as a house pet.

If it was Pan Zi, even if he was kicked out of bed when he was unhappy, he would not sit on the edge of the bed like a dog and sleep on his bed without vigilance.

Even if Pan Zi slept on the floor, he would still be upright, lying like an iron plate.

Thinking of Pan Zi, Wu Sanxing's head, which had just woken up, felt a little headache again.

He has never been a man of integrity and cleanliness...

When I got along with Chen Wenjin, there was a wild girl in Changsha, and when I didn't know Xie Lianhuan, I sometimes made an appointment with Pan Zi...

He is a normal man.

Although there are times when there is a bit of ruthlessness, and there is no distinction between men and women, but at any rate, he has been in the tomb of the dead all year round, and he has never been confused about the sense of proportion and the bottom line.

A few days ago, I was probably seduced by a piece of silk script written by Wu Xie, and I followed the ancient scrolls and materials for several days like a demon, and didn't even bother to eat...

However, Pan Zi came out like a vicious dog, obviously to talk about the handicap arrangement, but in the end he was tossed so much that he almost died.

It's like having a stroke and catching a cold.

Things were urgent in the field, Pan Zi was almost kicked out of the house and told to go back to Changsha.

Wu Sansheng slightly twitched the corners of his lips.

Although Pan Zi is sometimes not very obedient, he is absolutely obedient when he should be obedient. He is his trusted right-hand man over the years.

It is a wolfhound that has eaten meat, and it will never go back to being a vegetarian.

As his master, he had to serve him with his body.

This is another level of emotional communication and loyalty maintenance, and Wu Sansheng doesn't think there is anything wrong with it.

But this little dog over here...

It is Wu Sansheng's principle and bottom line.

Wu Sansheng has been through water and fire for so many years, and he has nothing to fear, even he himself can be in his own calculations.

However, he is human after all.

Do not know shame.

I also know human relations.

He saw Wu Xie's little thoughtfulness, and cooperatively pretended not to know.Waiting to see the immature seedlings grow in the wrong place and direction, shrink back, wither, and completely rot.

The person Wu Xie spends his whole life with can be his useless young roommate, the silly girl from Chen Wenjin's family who popped up out of nowhere and called him third uncle, or it could be someone who carried his ancient black sword from unknown origin and returned it to him. At the entrance of his store, he played a role of a hero in tights who saves the beauty. Even if Wu Xie can do it, a fat thief can do it!

Anyway, it can't be him, Wu Sansheng.

He is his third uncle and his relative, but he can't be the person in the position he wants in his heart.

Therefore, Wu Sanxing was very sure that even if he was gnawed into holes by rice dumplings, he would not take the initiative to ask Wu Xie to take care of him.

Except for Pan Zi, there will be no one else who can find Wu Xie and know his physical condition.

It must be because he was too defenseless and mentioned the reason of his third master too many times in front of Pan Zi.

Men shouldn't smoke after the fact.

Wu Sanxing stared at the back of Wu Xie's furry head, almost staring at a hole.

Finally, when the morning light poured into the window and flooded the room, the back of his head moved.

Lifting a cat-like misty and spoiled face.

No one knew that Wu Sansheng was a fuzzy guy, he wanted to pet a dog when he saw it, and the corpse was too cute, so he couldn't bear to be cruel.

Therefore, when Wu Xie's big innocent eyes met him, Wu Sansheng's heart softened, and he couldn't say anything.

It was not easy for the child to take care of him, to look pale.

Facing his third uncle, Wu Xie blinked his eyes, grinned the corners of his mouth against the bright light of the early morning, and showed a smile that was enough to confuse people. The voice said happily: "Third Uncle! You finally woke up! Your eldest nephew saved your life thanks to his guarding day and night! Do you know that you have a fever of more than 40 degrees! Next time, don't be so careless! At such an old age, you almost... don't know how to take care of yourself, who will take care of you!"

Wu Xie almost died the soonest he wanted to say you, but he still couldn't say these four words.

Wu Sansheng disappeared inexplicably every time.

Wu Xie knows that there are always countless dangers behind this that he can't touch.After all, he, a patriotic youth of the new era who has been polished by a capitalist country, is still very superstitious.

The ignorant are fearless.

However, no one can deny that there are many unexplained mysterious forces in this world that rule their subjects in their own land.

Like, one dimension apart.

Just like the worlds of Tufuzi, ancient tombs and Fengshui.

Wu Xie couldn't use words to despise her... the person she loves.

Words are always alive.

After finishing his words with a little exaggeration, he looked at Wu Sanxing with a smile and stopped talking.Like a puppy waiting for praise.

Even though he was desperately forcing himself to grow up, in front of Wu Sansheng, Wu Xie still secretly put away his not-so-sharp claws and teeth.

Wu Sansheng is obviously able to catch all kinds of burdens, jokes, and emotions thrown by him.He also raised the corners of his lips with a smile.

The slightly elongated face with a sickly beard did not detract from its handsomeness in the slightest.

Wu Sanxing rubbed Wu Xie's head, smashed a chestnut on his forehead, and said helplessly, "Got it! Aren't you here!"

Wu Xie gave her head to rub, and said, "How can you thank me?"

Wu Sansheng clicked his tongue: "Isn't it right for you to save your third uncle? Don't you want to spend your life with the other?"

When Wu Xie heard this, his heart skipped a beat. He didn't want anyone's life, especially the person in front of him.

"What do I want your life to do? Third Uncle, you are old and ugly and need someone to take care of you. I only need Third Uncle to promise me one condition, and it will be fulfilled someday!"

Wu Sansheng looked at him and shook his head: "You are a ghost, who did you learn from!"

Wu Xie rushed forward and smiled: "So, even if you agree to the third uncle!"

Wu Sansheng had a headache and frowned.Push him away: "Where are my clothes?"

Wu Xie grinned: "Third Uncle, you sweat a lot. Your good nephew helped you take off, wash, and dry the clothes. It's the first time in my life that I help others wash clothes! Praise me!"

Wu Sansheng looked at him with a complicated expression: "Go get me something to eat, I'll change my clothes myself!"

"What's the matter?" Wu Xie said with a heck of a voice, "I'll get clothes for third uncle. Third uncle, are you really better? Go ahead and lie down. I'll get some food later. The porridge in our kitchen is all stewed." Hurry up!"

Wu Sansheng really didn't want to say that he was better at first, but after being tossed about by you like this, he got on top again, which made him feel a lot more uncomfortable.

As for why he was naked in the bed, Wu Sansheng didn't want to think about it at all, his head just recovered from his illness.

Wu Xie opened his third uncle's big wardrobe familiarly, rummaged around for a long time, and finally found a snow-white dress.

It is a Chinese-style pajamas for home use, an improved ancient-style gown, made of cotton and linen.

Wu Xie took the clothes in his hand, and pulled out a light blue silk gown, then turned his head and asked, "Is the silk one comfortable to wear?"

The shameless Wu Sansheng felt uncomfortable at this moment.Crack!This kid can really flip!Are these old clothes hidden inside?Why on earth is this elder nephew who has returned from studying abroad, his eyes shining when he looks at Gufeng's clothes?

Wu Sansheng felt that he couldn't take a good rest: "Can't you choose a normal one?"

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