[Evil Uncle] Fever

Wu Sansheng pressed his forehead, and couldn't bear to say: "You can't choose the normal one?"

Wu Xie had an innocent expression: "Is there something abnormal about these clothes? Third Uncle, didn't you like to wear them very much before? I see that you wear gowns more often, and you haven't seen the robes yet. You must be a fairy!"

Wu Sansheng leaned weakly against his beloved's bed board: "Wu Xie. I'm sick."

Wu Xie nodded: "I know, so it's more suitable. Uncle, you have a lot of gowns, and you haven't seen this Han-made gown before. It's airtight and just sweats. This is it!"

Wu Sansheng realized that he had no choice at all.Seeing that the collar of the robe is high enough, I will bear it this time.

After finally driving the eldest nephew to get food, Wu Sansheng didn't get up.

He looked at his miserable appearance in the mirror.

It's really light.

He never liked being left marks on the body.

Those who dared to leave knife scars on his body were basically sent to accompany zongzi by him.

It's the same thing.

Pan Zi was obviously too careless this time.Is it really hungry to be hung in Changsha?

Wu Sansheng touched the hickey mark on his collarbone, and the erythema on the back of his neck that was still a bit irritating after being bitten...

Um?The lips are also a little too swollen?

Wu Sansheng's eyes were deep, he felt a little dissatisfied with his whole body, and when he was taking a shower, he seriously considered whether to really find a woman, and he stabilized.

Motherless children are a bit abnormal, such as Wu Xie.Is his dependence on himself because he regards himself as his father and mother?

Wu Sanxing looked at his body carefully, he felt that no matter what, he could be a father, but he definitely couldn't be a mother.

He has no milk to feed the cubs!

I took a warm shower, which was much more comfortable.

Feeling reborn, reborn.

In addition to the head and some heavy hair.

When our fingers touch the robe made of cotton and linen, we have to believe that Comrade Wu Sansheng hesitated for a moment!Guarantee with his integrity!

But, for whatever reason, he changed into this outfit that his precious eldest nephew picked up.

These were his own clothes.

It's just that he used to entertain himself and dress himself at home.

The cloth of the robe is light and soft, it is an improved style of deep clothing, and it is really airtight when wrapped.

Fortunately, the lower garments are trousers, not skirts, and it is not exaggerated to wear them.Except for the belt, I used to use it as pajamas at home before.

The clothes are mostly made of delicate cotton, ivory white, with dark silk embroidery patterns only on the sleeves and the edge of the lower placket.It is less gangster-like and more literary.

Wu Sansheng is not tall, but he has a physique that looks fleshy when he takes off his clothes, but looks thinner when he puts on clothes.Wearing it like this, the clothes fit well, but if you grow your hair long, you really look like a Taoist who has traveled through time.Well, a sick and weak Taoist with a pale face.

He didn't mind his appearance, and he didn't bother to get a beard. Wu Sansheng just pulled his collar on purpose, tightened the skirt of his clothes, kicked on his slippers, and walked towards the restaurant, attracted by the smell of food.

He didn't even think about it, his nephew had even stripped his clothes, and if his nephew wanted to look, everything would have been cleaned.

But the nephew, who had seen his body cleanly, was only aggrieved and angry at the time, but now seeing him dressed neatly, he was as helpless as a red-faced Guan Gong and was stunned.

Wu Sansheng's face was obviously put away again, he walked into the kitchen without hesitation, leaned lazily on the refrigerator door, and said, "Your third uncle looks stupid?"

When Wu Xie got nervous, the pot in his hand almost overturned.His face turned redder.

Wu Sansheng has an aura about him, which seems to change with his clothes, tone of voice or mood.

If he doesn't become a local master, he can still work in the entertainment industry.

At this moment, he was stroking his chin and said, "When your third uncle was young, he was the idol of girls and aunts all over Changsha City. He killed him."

Wu Xie withdrew his gaze, lowered his head and concentrated on frying eggs, and asked, "Then why don't you stay in Changsha now, and live here in Hangzhou?"

Wu Sansheng was taken aback, and then smiled: "Isn't your uncle Congliang? You always whispered in your uncle's ear that you should hand it over to the country. Your uncle has also been influenced by you a little bit."

"Don't come." Wu Xie said with straight neck, "Have you handed over even one? Hmph, I know your store and villa are just fakes. I don't know how many floors the basement of your villa has. Pretend what you touched!"

"..." Wu Sansheng almost choked, and regained his indifferent tone, "Don't your uncle still want to support himself and his buddy to support you?"

Wu Xie suddenly raised his head and said, "If you listen to me, I will support you!"

"Tsk! You kid, let me tell you a few soft words, you are not too old or young!" Wu Sanxing knocked Wu Xie on the forehead unceremoniously, walked to the dining table by himself, sat down and waited for dinner up.

Wu Xie stared at his back, almost staring at a hole.

He's telling the truth.

But his uncle would never listen to his words as the truth, nor would he answer him a word of the truth.

When the porridge, side dishes, fried eggs, and salad were served, Wu Sansheng was a little moved.Well, warm milk was prepared for him!

This cub who has grown up since he was a child will also take care of others!

But, the entrance, what's the matter with this porridge, it's too mushy...

Wu Sanxing had a tricky mouth and looked up at Wu Xie: "When did you cook this porridge?"

Wu Xie ate his own food sullenly, and didn't know why he was sullen: "Yesterday."

I was sick yesterday.

Wu Sansheng asked again: "You didn't eat anything yourself?"

"..." Wu Xie looked up at him, as if he had just thought of this question, and said, "I forgot."

Wu Sansheng wanted to say something, but he still didn't say it.

However, he finished the bowl of porridge that was so mushy and rotten that it became soft rice with fried eggs.

Although he found that his nephew's fried egg was a bit burnt compared to the golden one on his plate.

He didn't say anything more.

The bowl was washed by Wu Xie.

Wu Xie, who came out of washing the dishes, saw his third uncle wearing the clothes he liked, using the lips he had kissed, smoking a cigarette he didn't like, walked over, handed over the cigarettes, and threw them into the trash can.

A certain person who usually bluffs and refuses to submit, unexpectedly did not resist today.

Wu Xie thought to himself, is his third uncle sick and stupid?

But he dared not turn around and ask questions.

He can say one less sentence now, because he feels that his third uncle really seems to have gone down the fever, but, about feeding medicine and changing clothes before... He even wiped his body all over...

It's embarrassing to ask.

Although he was ready to refuse to admit it frankly, he was still a little afraid that his uncle would ask him!

But, if, don't ask...

really forgot...

I feel a little frustrated and disappointed.Wu Xie was so bored to death.

He stared at Wu Sanxing, who was still a local master in the fairy clothes, and said: "Go back to the room and go to sleep."

Wu Sansheng, who was robbed of the cigarette by his nephew and was dragged to stand up, had a complicated look on his face, but for some reason, he didn't shake off the green but strong hand that was holding him.

It was ninety o'clock outside the window, and the sun was just right.A new day has just begun.

Bieye is surrounded by its own small garden, and outside the translucent floor-to-ceiling windows, lush green plants are growing luxuriantly.

Such a good season, such a good sunshine, everything is at the right time, and nature will certainly not disappoint.

The third uncle actually listened to his own words, and was led to the bedroom by himself almost "obediently", and pressed into the bed...

Wu Xie felt that every step she took was a bit like stepping on a cloud, which was unbelievable.

Is this almost terrifying rhythm also caused by "fever"?

Seeing the third uncle lying tightly under the white quilt in the layer of snow-white clothes he chose, Wu Xie felt as hot as being wrapped in the quilt.

Originally, in such weather, wearing a two-piece suit or a thin sweater is enough.

Wu Xie moved the stool and sat by the bed, staring intently at the sleeping face on the bed with eyes closed, and could not help sweating from the tip of her nose.

He was only wearing a shirt, and the sleeves were rolled up while cooking.

Uh, is it possible that I also have a fever all over my body, my hands and feet have a fever, and my head has a fever?

Wu Xie touched his forehead, and then carefully touched his third uncle's forehead.

He found the thermometer again and took the temperature of the person on the bed.

Be careful, you don't want to wake up the person who just fell asleep on the bed.

At 37:[-], did the body temperature drop?With such a thick quilt, you can't sweat, right?Wu Xie was a little happy.

Um?Do you want to take your temperature too?

Wu Xie stared at the thermometer in his hand in a daze.

Won't be infected?

Ha ha, close people are easily infected.

Wu Xie grinned stupidly, he put the thermometer in his palm, clenched it tightly, leaned back in the chair, relaxed his whole body, and his eyes drifted to his third uncle's face as if consciously.

It doesn't matter if it's contagious or not.

Wu Xie thought contentedly, anyway, his fever will never get better, as long as this person is alive, he will be willing.

It's just that he doesn't just want to be a good nephew, at least he wants to grow up to be on par with him, take care of him, protect him, watch him, and be by his side.

It doesn't matter if he knows it or not.Because this is his own business, one's agreement, and one's wish.

Wu Sansheng didn't sleep well.

In the dream, people come and go, all kinds of people, half asleep, half awake, chaotic and anxious, restless and confused...

Such weather!

If I had known earlier, I should have rejected such a thick quilt!

Pan Zi didn't know which cabinet he moved out of before leaving, and the quilt still smelled of mold after being locked up for a long time!

I didn't want to cover it just now, but being stared at by Wu Xie's weird eyes like a demon, not only did he not speak, he even deliberately didn't move after rolling into the quilt!

Who wouldn't feel at all being stared at like that!

This little brat is not big or small!

Is it because I didn’t have enough food, I thought I was just a roast chicken!

No, braise it?

Wu Sansheng was lost in the overheated soft quilt and in the eyes of Rongrong, he felt that the quilt pressing him was the three big mountains of the old society, and he was the poor grandson under the mountain!

It happened to be himself... willingly.

being teased...

When I was in a daze, I knew that the boy touched his forehead, wiped his sweat, and took his temperature... It was a toss!

And kissed myself...

Wu Sansheng was about to explode, and kissed his forehead in a literary way!This fake big nephew!When he doesn't know... he...

Wu Sansheng felt that he was about to be played to pieces, and the high fever was about to hit even more fiercely!At this time, he fell into a more boundless dreamland of dreams.

What a fever!intolerable!I will never catch a cold again!

……absolute!

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