contract relationship

Look at each other for a few seconds.

An Tong raised the ice pack first, eager to clear the relationship: "It's your needle that is not easy to pull out! Don't blame me! I pulled it out as the doctor said..."

Fan Shuojing was silent, raised his hand to press his forehead, and exhaled lightly.

His face was full of burnout, and he didn't want to care about people.

An Tong asked flatteringly in a low voice, "Does it hurt?"

Does it hurt... Fan Shuojing looked at the back of her hand, it was already blue and bloodshot, it looked a bit scary.But in fact, it didn't hurt much. She has always had a high tolerance to pain, and the needling was nothing.

On the contrary, the nervous look of the little girl attracted more attention, just looking at that timid little face, it didn't matter whether the back of her hand was blue or purple.

It's not bad to bleed.

Fan Shuojing put down her hand and shook her head.

An Tong heaved a sigh of relief, then opened his legs, slowly approached the carpet, and asked cautiously: "Then are you hungry? The doctor said to eat light food, I wrote it down, white porridge? Plain noodles? Or else come all of them point?"

Fan Shuojing still shook her head, and said hoarsely, "I'll sleep a little longer. Call me in an hour."

As a result, he didn't stop closing his eyes, and An Tong whispered to his ears, the voice was not too loud, just enough to be audible.Fan Shuojing was dizzy and had intermittent tinnitus. An Tong's noise made her brain buzzing.

From "you will starve if you don't eat" to "you can still sleep after sleeping for so long", and later said that you need to apply cold compresses to the back of your hands, otherwise it will swell even more.Halfway through the application, An Tong had a whim, thinking that the ice pack could cool down Fan Shuojing, so he pressed the ice pack on Fan Shuojing's face.

The solidly frozen ice cubes were only wrapped in a thin layer of cloth, which was full of chill.An Tong didn't know how to measure his hands, as if he was afraid that the sticking would be too loose and the effect would not be good, so he kept pressing the ice pack hard.

It was bitingly cold, and the skin became numb after a short while, and there was no pain.

Fan Shuojing didn't move, and didn't make a sound to stop An Tong. She let An Tong turn around and applied her face to her palm, making it wet everywhere.

It seems that the consumption of illness is too great, and the rejection and alienation in the past can't be sustained. Facing the fresh little people, I just give up and surrender for the time being.

No one will resist the kindness of others.

At this moment, there are too few people by my side, so I cherish it even more.

Fan Shuojing admitted that she was greedy for the noise of this moment.

"It's better to keep her by your side."

At a certain moment, Fan Shuojing really had this idea, very clear, and the goal was very clear.

Even if this girl is not the assistant I want, she talks a lot, is impulsive and willful, and never does things according to her arrangement.But the joy of this moment was enough to make up for all the shortcomings, to be able to see her, to hear her every day, and the rest was not so important.

There is a balance in the human heart, and one must always choose the most important item in the comparison, and for this reason, something must be discarded.

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Not long after, An Tong was too cold to hold the ice pack. After thinking about it, he realized that it was very cold against the skin.

Then Fan Shuojing should be quite uncomfortable.

But why don't you say it!

Like a thief, An Tong quietly threw away the ice pack, pretending nothing happened.His eyes were fixed on Fan Shuojing, but the latter seemed to be asleep with his eyes closed and did not respond.

It's okay, it's okay, Mr. Fan may also be confused, and he didn't find the problem.

An Tong got up holding his breath, and found a tissue to wipe the water droplets that melted on Fan Shuojing's face.

The wrist was suddenly clasped, Fan Shuojing opened her eyes, narrowed her eyes slightly, and stared directly at An Tong.

Because of the weakness in the illness, Fan Shuojing's eyes were not as sharp as usual, which weakened An Tong's disgusting exploration and examination, and the softness was more...

focus?

Still affectionate?

An Tong shuddered, feeling embarrassed to be caught doing something wrong, stuttered and called Fan Shuojing: "That... President Fan? What's wrong?"

Moving his arms, An Tong reminded: "Are the sleeves wet? I'll bring some tissues over."

It's not that she can't break free, no matter how strong Fan Shuojing's hands are, she can't resist the high fever for such a long time without eating.It's just that when facing Fan Shuojing, An Tong always felt guilty and lacked confidence, so he didn't dare to contradict her blatantly.

In the past, big and small kindnesses were still in An Tong's heart, but this time Fan Shuojing went to find Liao Shengti's people overnight, and allowed An Tong to come back and stay with her for one night. An Tong was even more grateful to her.

Not to mention that Fan Shuojing is sick now - An Tong thought, if Fan Shuojing hadn't been running all night, Fan Shuojing wouldn't be sick.Although this high fever was caused by Fan Shuojing's weakness, the direct cause was An Tong, and An Tong felt guilty.

So after Fan Shuojing grabbed An Tong's arm, An Tong tensed up and froze in place, motionless, placing himself like a sculpture.

An Tong, the sculpture, couldn't understand what Fan Shuojing was thinking, and the more he waited, the more anxious he became, thinking that Fan always likes to settle accounts.He didn't speak during the ice application, and only expressed dissatisfaction after the ice application was over, and turned around to find trouble.

This is too bad!

Of course, An Tong, who was wronged, didn't dare to speak. While slandering, he looked at Fan Shuojing and blinked obediently.

Thick black long eyelashes fluttered, sweeping from the bottom of my heart, causing a burst of throbbing.

The balance tilted, and Mr. Fan finally made a decision.

Fan Shuojing let go of An Tong, saying the same thing as before: "Wake me up in an hour."

An Tong who was suddenly free: "???"

what just happened?

What information does Mr. Fan process internally?Why can't I understand it at all?

An Tong squatted in the living room for an hour, playing with his mobile phone idly, and didn't dare to turn on the sound when playing games, for fear of disturbing Fan Shuojing, he would be thrown out directly.

It was dark, and the light from the kitchen dimmed, and shadows began to creep across the house.

It's a new night.

An Tong sat cross-legged on the wooden floor, looked at the sleeping Fan Shuojing, and then looked at the clock on the phone.After looking back and forth several times, An Tong kept his mouth shut and kept quiet.

The human alarm clock is out of control and does not work.

However, An Tong kept in mind that high fever would cause convulsions, so he didn't leave, just stayed in the living room, changing various postures to pass the time, even rolling the floor several times.

When I am bored, I play with my mobile phone, and when the mobile phone is not fun, I lie flat and look at the ceiling.His back was scorched by the floor heating, and he continued to roll, rolling to Fan Shuojing's side, staring at Fan Shuojing by the moonlight outside the window.

Hmm...it's pretty nice.

Thin eyebrows and thin lips, when awake, it is cold and sharp, but when it is closed, it is beautiful.

It's enough to be a star.

An Tong rolled around again, and lay down on the carpet, with his long hair on his side, facing Fan Shuojing.

The soft dream, trapped in the white clouds and cotton, makes people feel a little trance.As soon as he stepped on his foot, his heart fell weightlessly, leaving a large piece of empty space.

First kiss, first/night, first heartbeat...

It's all this person.

Life-saving, escape, and a new life are also given by this person.

In the desperate situation of isolation and helplessness, the hands that support oneself are the most magical.

Can't resist.

"This is kind of bad..."

An Tong leaned forward, and the tip of his nose was about to touch Fan Shuojing's. The breaths of the two of them were intertwined, and the hot moisture was suffocating, suffocating to the bottom of the eyes.

An Tong continued to approach tentatively and kissed Fan Shuojing's lips.

Nothing to do with the pill, just a kiss.

That's how it feels.

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The author has something to say: Mr. Fan: Say it again, who do you dare not contradict?

Went to catch a cat today too.Didn't catch it today either.

It is suspected that it came to play with the corgi next door.