Old Attack He Judges People by Appearance [Quick Transmigration]

Both Xiao Zhi and He Zixing were no longer sleepy. He Zixing simply sat up, turned on the wall lamp, and asked Xiao Zhi, "Brother Jiu, what did you dream about? Why did you slap yourself?"

Xiao Zhi also sat up straight slowly, "I dreamed that I hurt myself... the person I love the most."

"The person you love the most?" He Zixing repeated in a low voice, "Wife?"

Xiao Zhi looked at him softly, "I haven't had time to get married, but in my heart, he is already."

"Oh." He Zixing seemed not as interested as he was at the beginning, so he didn't continue to ask.

He got out of bed and poured a glass of water for himself and Xiao Zhi, and when he handed the glass to Xiao Zhi, he touched Xiao Zhi's palm, said "Hey", and then touched Xiao Zhi's forehead, "Brother Jiu, you have a fever." right?"

"Fever?" Xiao Zhi was taken aback, no wonder he was having nightmares and was still groggy.

Counting from his previous life, Xiao Zhi had never had a few high fevers, but at this time, he had to admit that even if he had a steel-like will, his body would inevitably be fragile.

He Zixing hastily brought an ear thermometer and wanted to insert it into his ear, but Xiao Zhi kept hiding, "No, it's too awkward."

His sudden childishness made He Zixing laugh angrily, pressed the back of his neck, and ordered in his ear: "Don't move!"

As he spoke, he quickly inserted the ear thermometer into his ear, 38.5.

He Zixing frowned, and took out a box of antipyretic medicine from the medicine box, "It's just reached the temperature where you can use antipyretic medicine, do you want to use it?"

Xiao Zhi glanced at the medicine he was holding, on which were written the words "Fever Suppository", alarm bells rang in his heart, and he hurriedly shook his head.

He Zixing stood by the bed, looking down at him, with the unique authority of a healthy person: "Drink plenty of water if you don't want to take medicine. I think you may be the kind of person who is particularly uncooperative when you are sick."

Xiao Zhi looked at the suddenly extraordinary He Zixing, and was speechless for a moment.

In less than an hour, Xiao Zhi asked He Zixing to fill three cups of hot water and ran to the toilet twice.He is not used to drinking hot water all year round, but under the "authority" of He Zixing, he has to give in.

"I can't do this." Xiao Zhi protested, "I'm pitiful when I'm sick, but you still torture me like this."

He Zixing was happy again: "Is making you drink hot water to torture you?"

Xiao Zhi was serious: "Did you say that I was the kind of patient who was particularly uncooperative? But do you think I am particularly cooperative with you? Prick your ears if you ask them to prick your ears, and drink water if you ask them to drink water."

He Zixing couldn't help laughing, "It's very cooperative, so?"

Xiao Zhi said cheekily, "So you have to reward me."

He Zixing became vigilant all of a sudden, his face became hot for some reason: "What, reward?"

Xiao Zhi showed a smirk, "I know you brought that blue dress over here, it's a very pretty one, I want to see you wear it."

He Zixing's face turned red all of a sudden, and the authority of a healthy person disappeared.

Maybe it was stimulated by the previous dream, or maybe sick people are just more difficult to deal with, Xiao Zhi insisted on watching.

His face was already flushed like that of a patient with a high fever, and his eyes lost a little bit of energy, and he looked at He Zixing with a bit of willfulness.

He Zixing couldn't bear to refute him, and with a little secret expectation, he blushed and agreed.

He took out the skirt from the suitcase, and gently tugged it with a bit of distress: "The pleats are pressed out."

Xiao Zhi said, "You should just hang it in the closet, you're still shy here."

Speaking of shyness, He Zixing started to be shy again after taking his clothes.

In Xiao Zhi's place, apart from the attic room upstairs, there is only a very small toilet, and it is difficult to turn around after standing in it.Apart from the kitchen, the downstairs is the front hall, and it is not suitable to change clothes.

It stands to reason that the two big men slept together and took a bath together, so what are you afraid of changing clothes?But He Zixing just felt very uncomfortable, his face was so red that he started to feel hot.

Xiao Zhi closed his eyes very considerately: "You change it, I won't look at it."

The more he said this, the more He Zixing felt embarrassed, turned his back and quickly took off the clothes he had just put on, and then put on the backless evening dress.

Xiao Zhi wanted to open his eyes as early as when he was taking off his clothes, but since he agreed, he insisted on being patient.But when he heard the sound of the cloth rubbing against each other, he reacted again.

Xiao Zhi vaguely understood why he was sick, it was simply because of being suppressed.

He Zixing turned around and said in a low voice, "Okay."

Xiao Zhi opened his eyes, and immediately exclaimed, "It's so beautiful."

He Zixing was so nervous that he didn't move, with a shy and joyful smile on his face, "Really?" No one has ever seen him wearing this dress, and no one has ever used such pure praise without obscenity. Look at him in women's clothes.

Xiao Zhi nodded fiercely. The V-shaped cross collar on the front chest was also covered with pleats, which just covered the flatness of the chest. The charming waistline and slender legs were all perfectly expressed by this skirt.

"Yes, can you turn around and let me see?"

He Zixing pinched one of his fingers, and turned his back cautiously. Behind him was the fabric that started to grow from the part of the waist that had already begun to be buried. The two small depressions on the waist seemed to have their own vitality. Full of touching sexiness.

There are only four intersecting thin straps on the entire back, and the water blue color makes his complexion more flawless.He was born with well-proportioned flesh and bones, and there was no excess flesh on his back. He was neither thin nor marked by such a thin rope, but was tightly fitted, and everything was just right.

He Zixing quickly turned around again, with a tight smile on his pretty face, pinching the skirt with his fingertips: "Brother Jiu..."

Xiao Zhi suddenly leaned back, covered his eyes with his hands, and said weakly, "No, Zixing, you'd better take it off."

He Zixing's expression suddenly became more tense, "...what?"

Xiao Zhi took his hand away and looked at him again, then quickly turned his head away, "It's so beautiful, it makes me dizzy."

He Zixing's heart was lifted by him and then fell back to the original place. Knowing that he was deliberately teasing himself, he gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "Brother Jiu, you should drink hot water. I'll pour it for you in a while. Let's change it." Big mug."

He Zixing changed back into his clothes and hung up the skirt.The two chatted and laughed for a while, Xiao Zhi gradually became sleepy, and He Zixing was also sleepy. Looking at the watch, it was already 04:30.

Xiao Zhi's drowsiness came very quickly, and he was so dizzy that he couldn't open his eyes in a blink of an eye.

He Zixing lightly touched his shoulder, "Brother Jiu, take the temperature again, if it's still hot, take some medicine."

Xiao Zhi's eyelids were heavy, and he lifted up a slit with great effort, and saw He Zixing close in front of him, he raised his hand to press the back of his neck and pressed him down, and He Zixing's lips pressed against his forehead unexpectedly.

"Is it still hot?" Xiao Zhi was so sleepy that he closed his eyes and asked vaguely.

He Zixing was held down by him, and he was stunned for a few seconds before breaking away from him and standing up straight.

Is it still hot?

He touched his lips, then touched his face again, the hot and clear touch just now was still on his lips.

But he didn't know anymore, because he himself became very hot.