A woman like Ode to Joy

After searching in the kitchen for a long time, she found the medicine box that Tan Zongming mentioned, and hurriedly got the electronic thermometer. As for the antipyretics, there are many kinds, and she didn't know which ones were effective, so she decided to carry a whole box into the room.

The boiling water on the side was a little busy, so I took some ice cubes and mixed it with it to cool down. I took the cup in one hand and the medicine box in the other and rushed towards the room.

When I got to the room, it was dark inside, only the light in the corner, and the smell of moist air, and the sound of dripping water in my ears.

She put down the medicine box, guessing that he was taking a shower.

She also thought that the people inside might be there for a while, but she never thought that as soon as she took out the anti-fever medicine inside, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and the door was quickly opened.I saw that the man was dripping wet all over his head, and he seemed to be running out in a hurry in his bathrobe, with a pair of eyes walking straight towards her from the moment he saw her.

"I thought you were gone."

The man hung his eyes on himself again, and his tone was rather pitiful.The hot and humid air blowing against the face with the rich fragrance of shower gel forced to relive the memories of the past.

There is his taste in the memory, and there is nowhere to hide.

He lowered his head to avoid that sight, and stuffed the pill into his hand, "Fever medicine."

He took half a step back and was about to take out the electronic thermometer to give to him, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of him letting his still wet hair go, paused, and only put the electronic thermometer on top of the medicine box.

"Take the medicine first." Said lightly, turned around and handed him the water.

After he took it, she turned and went to the bathroom.When I came out, I had a hair dryer in my hand, but I saw that the pills and water in someone's hand hadn't been touched.

One sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her with bare feet.

Seeing her looking at him, Tan Zongming swallowed the pill in his hand in one gulp.And with bare feet and wet hair, like a child who can't take care of himself, expresses his dependence on Fan Shengmei all the time.

In Fan Shengmei's eyes, all this left was a long sigh.

Some blamed him for tossing himself like this, and also blamed him for being such a deliberate rascal. He was clearly ill, but everything seemed to be under his control, watching her being fooled again.

This feeling of knowing that you can't do it...

Stepping forward silently, seeing this long-lost scene again, he moved his fingers, lightly brushing his hair that had become soft after bathing, and the hair dryer in his hand was buzzing.

buzzing...

The room was filled with a strong aroma of shampoo.

All this made Fan Shengmei dazed for a moment, but she clearly realized that she was playing with Tan Zongming's hair at the moment, and the owner of the hair was too obedient to move.

Suddenly there was a forward force around her waist, she staggered a little, and was shackled by someone's arms, and then the hair in her hands slipped, her half-dry, hairy head nodded, and her chest suddenly sank.

He just leaned against her chest.

Fan Shengmei was stiff all over.

The head lying on her chest was so obedient, her eyes were closed and motionless, and then, the heat from the other person's forehead penetrated into her chest little by little, and she couldn't help but stroke his neck, but it shocked her.

She didn't know how long this person had endured, but the temperature in his palm was too hot.

Not daring to delay too much, she hurriedly dried his hair quickly. After the hair became dry, she gently placed the hair dryer on the ground.

The furry head still didn't move, not to mention the restraint around the waist.She wanted to take the electronic thermometer on the side table sideways, but the man wouldn't let her move it.

"Tan Zongming, Tan Zongming." She called softly, patting his shoulder.

Called twice but did not hear his response, except for his heavy breathing.

When there was no response, Fan Shengmei breathed a sigh of relief, put one hand on his shoulder, "Go back to bed and sleep, and call the doctor, you have a severe fever."

She waited for the doctor to come before going back.

Pushing his shoulders, trying to make him go back to bed, but his body is too heavy.

"Don't go." He turned his head and buried it completely in Fan Shengmei's chest, sighing and burning her skin, "Don't go."

The deep voice was hoarse, and it sounded extremely weak.

Fan Shengmei paused, remained silent for a moment, and said again: "I'll wait for the doctor to come, and then..."

Before she could finish speaking, the man stretched his head, shifted his head suddenly, and pressed his neck against her neck, his skin burned.

She was startled and wanted to push away, but the two of them lost their balance in the pushing and pushing, and fell towards the big bed behind them.

The moment it fell, there was a rumbling sound of thunder outside, and the floor lamp in the corner suddenly went out.

The room was suddenly plunged into darkness.

……

She hadn't thought about what it would be like if the two met on the bed again, and she might have dismissed the idea before Fan Shengmei had it.

At this time, she was still in a deep dream. She had exhausted too much energy last night. She struggled for a long time, but she still couldn't resist his torment. She was hugged and clinging to him. She cared about his illness and had no intention of worrying about anything else.

The sky after the rain is not very clear, and the clouds are still backlogged. It is already eight o'clock at this moment. If the office workers who work from [-] to [-] are rushing out early, they will be crowded in the subway bus to the workplace.

He obviously didn't belong to the nine-to-five team, and she, he knew her shift today, so he didn't wake her up.The two were sleeping on the bed, the floor-to-ceiling windows behind the curtain cut off the noise from the street, the man on the bed stared intently at the woman who was still sleeping, looking at her peaceful sleeping face, with a slight smile on his lips.

After waking up, he didn't dare to look away from such a picture of selling misery and speculating. I'm afraid that after she wakes up, he will know that his fever has subsided, and he won't be able to use any of these rogue tricks again.All he restrained was hugging her, and he didn't dare to move too much, for fear that if he moved too much, the person in his arms would wake up, like a frightened magpie, always watching him frowning, and then calling him Mr. Tan coldly.

Whenever he heard her calling him like that, with a calm and self-possessed white face, he would feel a surge of anger and couldn't help but want to kiss her face red, and then listen to her panting breathing, even if he stared at himself.

Staring at her fluttering nostrils, her eyes turned and fell on her thin pink lips. After careful examination, she felt that her face was much sharper.In the past, she was plump, although her face was always small, her chin still looked fleshy, but now with a plain face, she felt that her sleepy face was tired, and she couldn't help but feel distressed.

With a movement of his fingertips, he just wanted to brush her eyebrows, but suddenly seeing her eyebrows tremble, he quickly withdrew his hand, and her eyes opened the next moment.

Fan Shengmei just opened his eyes to gather himself, and met a pair of smiling eyebrows.

"morning."

As soon as he woke up, he calmly opened the distance between the two of them, put his hands on his chest and wanted to get out of his embrace, but he didn't want Tan Zongming to hold her into his arms even harder, holding her down, and the two pressed their chests together. The chest and the heads of the two are even more so. As long as Tan Zongming lowers his head, he can kiss with almost no effort.

"Tan..."

"If you call me Mr. Tan again, I'll kiss you." Seeing her speak, Tan Zongming threatened lightly.

Hearing what he said, Fan Shengmei was still struggling angrily, her hands were restrained, her legs were pressed down, her chest was very firm against her chest, this feeling was very uncomfortable.She didn't calm down obediently until she felt some changes that could not be ignored more clearly.

"You let go of your hand, it's uncomfortable to hold me like this." Trying to relieve it in another way, I don't want the other party not to listen.

"I'm afraid you'll leave me behind again." Huanxu coughed twice, "My illness hasn't recovered yet." As he spoke, he coughed several times again, as if he was about to be out of breath.

The opponent's chest was shaking because of the violent cough, and she pretended to be very strong. Fan Shengmei didn't believe it at first, but seeing his face flushed from coughing, she couldn't help believing it.How could she have thought that Tan Zongming choked on his own saliva?

Originally it was pretending, but then I couldn't help but really coughed, and I couldn't calm down for a long time.

Looking at his flushed face, Fan Shengmei sighed, and touched his forehead helplessly.

"Let go of me, get a thermometer."