she is not happy

At night, there was no emergency antipyretics at home, so Wen Yi made ice packs to physically cool Ye Qinghe down.

Ye Qinghe was reluctant at first and didn't cooperate, so Wen Yi directly pushed her down on the sofa. Wen Yi pushed back the hair on her forehead and pressed the ice pack on it.

The cold touch of the ice pack came together with Wen Yi's body temperature. Ye Qinghe frowned and lay down helplessly.

Raising her eyes to meet Wen Yi's peach blossom eyes, her heart beat a little faster, she turned her head to look away, the ice pack on her head was about to slip off, Wen Yi supported both her head and the ice pack, Wen Yi gently broke it off Straightened her head.

The eyes of both of them met again, Ye Qinghe's jaw was tightened, and a trace of embarrassment flashed in his cold eyes.Wen Yi's eyebrows and eyes are alluring, she doesn't make any bewitching look, and exudes amorous feelings.

"I know you're not feeling right now, apply it for 10 minutes to lower your body temperature." Wen Yi's voice was soft and soft, and her soft fingertips gently pressed her stiff shoulders.

Ye Qinghe pursed his lips, his eyes followed Wen Yi's eyes to the tip of her nose, and finally landed on the corner of her lips.

The distance between the two is very close, and their breathing is anxious together. They have had many close contacts before, but Ye Qinghe still feels uncomfortable.

"Ye Qinghe, does your headache hurt?" Wen Yi asked softly.

"I'm not uncomfortable at all." Ye Qinghe said stiffly.

"Okay." Wen Yi smiled lightly, pressing Ye Qinghe's temples with her fingertips to help her relieve the tense muscles.

Ye Qinghe stopped talking and looked at Wen Yi quietly.Her isolated island was bumped into by Wen Yi, if it was accidental once or twice, then tonight was definitely not accidental.

"Why do you have the key to my house?" Ye Qinghe asked calmly, his thin lips moved.

"I found it by the flower bed." Wen Yi blinked her peach-like eyes, and said softly with the corners of her lips curled up.

"..." Ye Qinghe narrowed her cold eyes and fell into memories. Ever since her parents passed away, she forgot to bring the house key and was locked out of the door. Later, she asked a locksmith to open the door.

Later, in order to avoid such a situation again, she would put a spare key by the flower bed.

But she didn't tell anyone about this key, and she even forgot about it.

Wen Yi suddenly mentioned the key, which made her a little surprised. Ye Qinghe's thin lips parted slightly, hesitant to speak.

"I want to ask me, why did I know that key?" Wen Yi saw through the man's intentions and curled the corners of her lips.

"I found it when I was gardening."

"Oh." Ye Qinghe nodded. The tulips her mother picked and planted in the garden have been well taken care of these years. She asked the property owner at the management office and found out that it was Wen Yi who had been helping her take care of the garden. .

Wen Yi's feelings for her finally took the path she least wanted to see. She felt that she was a child without a father and no mother, and felt pity or sympathy for her.Those acquaintances looking at her is the end of her suffocation.

What she wanted to escape was not the fact of her parents' death, but the pity these people always showed unintentionally when they talked to her. In fact, they were constantly reminding her that she was a lonely and helpless child who was unloved.

******

Ye Qinghe was in a daze with a fever and was taken upstairs by Wen Yi. She was a little weak all over, and she hadn't had a fever for many years. After Ye Qinghe indulged in pleasure all these years, her body sounded a wake-up call for her.

Ye Qinghe dimly recalled the last time she had a fever, it seemed that she was still very young, she sweated a lot, her mother hugged her, patted her back and coaxed her.

Ye Qinghe sighed softly, buried her head in Wen Yi's neck, arched her head, felt someone patting her back, and she fell asleep comfortably.

The tip of her nose smelled the faint fragrance of Wen Yi's body, and it actually felt good to be hugged.It's just that Ye Qinghe doesn't want to admit it.

When he woke up in the morning, the fever on Ye Qinghe's body had subsided, and his whole body was sore and weak.

"Ye Qinghe, get up and have some porridge." When Wen Yi pushed the door and entered, Ye Qinghe was still rubbing his eyes and gave a muffled hum.

When I went downstairs, I saw Wen Yi busy in the kitchen. The heating system in the house had been restored. When the heater came on, the whole room was very warm. Wen Yi was wearing her white shirt, with her two smooth and long legs exposed to the air. She walked around the kitchen on a cotton mop.

Turning her head, Wen Yi saw Ye Qinghe, patted her sleepy cheek, and urged her.

"Ye Qinghe, hurry up and wash up..."

Ye Qinghe turned around and walked away sullenly, he was still angry when he got up, and he was not very considerate of others.

The two of them had breakfast when the doorbell rang.

Wen Yi got up to open the door, but was stopped by Ye Qinghe.

"what happened?"

"I'll go." Ye Qinghe said lightly with his thin lips slightly parted.

"En." Wen Yi nodded, seeing Ye Qinghe frowning at her.

"Is there no other clothes to wear?"

Wen Yi smiled and tapped her shoulder.

"This is your house, do you think there are other clothes for me to wear?"

Ye Qinghe returned home in a hurry this time, and brought nothing but a few sets of clothes for work.

"..." Ye Qinghe was speechless, thinking, how many pants are on.Forget it, she can't control Wen Yi either.

So he turned his head to open the door. When he opened the door, Ye Qinghe saw a person from the management office standing at the door with a large basket of fruit.

Seeing this person, Ye Qinghe frowned, and said something to Wen Yi.

"Wen Yi, go to the back room to order."

"Ah, Miss Wen is here too." Xiao Wang smiled all over his face, and was about to say hello to Wen Yi. The door was blocked by Ye Qinghe, and his cold eyes showed a bit of scrutiny, sizing up the unexpected guest.

"Miss Ye, I'm sorry last night. The heating pipe was broken last night, which caused you to suffer from the cold." Xiao Wang handed the gift basket to Ye Qinghe, and Ye Qinghe glanced at the door.

Xiao Wang put the fruit basket at the door knowingly, and was about to say something, but the door was mercilessly closed by Ye Qinghe.

With a smile on his face, Xiao Wang stood alone in the cold wind and shivered.The owner seems to have a bad temper.

Ye Qinghe entered the room, and Wen Yi greeted him. Looking into Ye Qinghe's eyes, this guy also regained his face of alienation from thousands of miles away. She parted her thin lips slightly, and said something coldly.

"Wen Yi, you should go back."

Wen Yi smiled lightly, and pointed to the clothes drying in the clothes drying room, from coats to underwear, they were all put there, Ye Qinghe blushed slightly, his eyes seemed to have no place to rest, Wen Yi's slender hands rested on Ye Qinghe's shoulders on, asked with a smile.

"The clothes are not dry, how can I go?"

Wen Yi took two steps back to let Ye Qinghe see her attire. Apart from her white shirt, she had nothing else on her body. She asked with a smile in her voice.

"Ye Qinghe, you don't want to drive me out like this, do you?"

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感谢在2021-06-2408:40:12~2021-06-2510:00:49期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 mourning;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 516428242; 1 in the middle of the summer night;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 273088523 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!