At the turn of Jinlan

The next day, when Fei Yingxing woke up, he felt his chest was burning. He subconsciously looked at the source of heat on his chest, only to find that Meng Lian was curled up in his arms, with her forehead pressed against his chest, her entire body I don't know when it was completely indented into the quilt.

It was only then that Fei Yingxing realized that the scorching heat was emanating from Meng Lian.

At this moment, his arm was resting on Meng Lian's waist, and under his palm was the other's naked skin. Fei Yingxing was startled by the high temperature coming from his fingertips, and he quickly pulled Meng Lian out of his arms. , Only to find that the other party's cheeks were flushed with sickness.

When he slept in the middle of the night, Meng Lian felt an inexplicable chill all over his body. He wondered in a daze whether the floor heating in the room had automatically turned off, but his body instinctively leaned against the heat source in the bed.

Until he woke up, he saw Fei Yingxing looking at him worriedly, but at this moment he felt weak all over his body and his mind was very confused. He thought he was still at home, and even wondered what Fei Yingxing was doing Will be in his bed early in the morning.

He stared at Fei Yingxing in bewilderment for a while, and then slowly recalled what happened yesterday, and the more he thought about it, the more his throat hurt and his waist was sore.

Meng Lian tried to sit up with support, but as soon as she exerted her strength, Fei Yingxing grabbed her waist and grabbed her back into the bed.

"Lie down well," Fei Yingxing said, and got up alone. He took the pajamas at the head of the bed and put them on his body, and said, "I'll go and pour you some water. You have a fever. Wait a minute." Take the medicine first, let's go to the hospital."

After Fei Yingxing finished speaking, Meng Lian felt belatedly to touch his forehead, but right now his whole body was burning like a ball of fire. Come.

Fei Yingxing went out of the room and asked Aunt Chen, who was making breakfast, to boil the snow pear tremella with crystal sugar to clear away heat and moisten the lungs, and then turned around and went to the medicine cabinet to find the anti-inflammatory medicine and antipyretic medicine together.

When he returned to the room with the medicine, Meng Lian had already put on his pajamas and sat up.

Although the illness came down like a mountain, Meng Lian's body was not as weak as Fei Yingxing imagined. He was a boy of seventeen or eighteen, and his foundation was usually there. , I should wake up this morning alive and kicking as usual.

Meng Lian dug out a pair of Fei Yingxing's trousers from nowhere, rolled up the trouser legs a few times and put them on. At this time, she was half kneeling on the ground looking for his own backpack.

Fei Yingxing was puzzled when he saw Meng Lian carefully dig out an English exercise book from his backpack, and immediately took out the English book.

Seeing Meng Lian's posture, Fei Yingxing was so frightened that he almost dropped the glass in his hand. His Meng Lian's head was almost burned out, but he didn't even forget about rushing homework.

Fei Yingxing watched it bitterly and distressed. He was already annoyed about not wearing a condom yesterday. Meng Lian had a fever this morning. In all likelihood, it had something to do with being ejaculated last night, although Fei Yingxing helped Meng Lian clean up afterwards. , but it is not guaranteed that the wound on the intestinal tract will be propped up, otherwise there will be no inflammation and fever.

Seeing Meng Lian's awkward posture when he got up, Fei Yingxing couldn't hold back anymore, put the glass on the cabinet, walked behind Meng Lian with long legs, grabbed him into his arms, and carried him back to the bed .

Meng Lian paused, but her beautiful eyes still looked at the desk behind Fei Yingxing unwillingly.

How could Fei Yingxing not know what Meng Lian was thinking, he knew that Meng Lian would have to go to the troupe to rehearse tomorrow, and if he didn't finish his homework today, he would definitely not be able to pay the job on Monday.

He looked at the blue color in Meng Lian's eyes, and his heart became sour. He knew that Meng Lian usually looked gentle and quiet, but in fact he was very strong in his bones, but the person in front of him was Fei Yingxing's heart. Blood, he really couldn't see Meng Lian trying to put up with the discomfort like this.

Fei Yingxing stood by the bed, half kneeling on the bed with one leg, stretched out his palm, held Meng Lian's face, and gently stroked Meng Lian's handsome eyebrows back and forth with his thumb.

"Don't read, leave it to me to write later." Fei Yingxing looked down at Meng Lian who was sitting on the bed, "Come on, take the medicine first."

Hearing this, Meng Lian withdrew his gaze and raised his head to look at Fei Yingxing in front of him, but just as he was about to say something, he realized that his voice was hoarse and scary, and his throat started to hurt when he made a little noise.

Only then did he realize that his condition seemed to be worse than he thought. Realizing that there was no reason to be brave, Meng Lian had no choice but to drink the medicine honestly, lay back on the bed and quietly watched Fei Yingxing sit down by the desk .

Seeing that Fei Yingxing started writing the English homework of the two of them, Meng Lian said softly in a hoarse voice: "For a while...can you not go to the hospital?"

What happened last night, if the doctor asked me, how should I answer?

Hearing this, Fei Yingxing stopped writing, and turned to look at Meng Lian who was lying on the bed. He saw that Meng Lian was lying on his side and staring at him. He didn't know whether it was from embarrassment or burning, his cheeks were flushed.

He smiled and coaxed: "Go to sleep first, sweat a little, and we won't go to the hospital when the fever subsides."

When Meng Lian heard this, she immediately closed her eyes obediently.

Fei Yingxing's speed of doing the questions is much faster than ordinary people. There was a period of adaptation when he first returned to China, but now it has been half a year, and it is not a problem for Fei Yingxing to get into the top five of the class every month.

But Meng Lian needs to spend a little time on his side. For him, the work in the theater troupe is his main job. The time for studying is basically all due to cramping. But Meng Lian never regretted it.

After the medicine took effect, Meng Lian took a nap for a while, and when his body started to sweat and the temperature dropped, he got up and moved a chair to the desk, took Fei Yingxing's math homework and wrote it. stand up.

When Aunt Chen came in with breakfast, she saw two boys gathered around the desk discussing math problems, she put the plate on the table with a light smile, and said, "Xiao Meng, I'm not feeling well, huh It’s okay to say that you caught a cold last night, let me stew snow pear and white fungus with rock sugar for you, and Auntie made a bowl for you first, be careful when drinking it.”

Meng Lian took the bowl and thanked him politely, but her voice was indeed too hoarse, which shocked Aunt Chen.

"Oh, this voice is so hoarse."

Meng Lian could only shake her head, expressing that she was fine.In fact, it was just a little hoarse last night, probably because I woke up this morning with inflammation, and my tonsils were also swollen and painful, which made it so serious.

Fei Yingxing was terrified when he heard it. When she got up just now, Aunt Chen found that the bed sheets they changed last night were drying on the clothes rack in the laundry room. Seeing Aunt Chen's overly worried posture at this time, Fei Yingxing was afraid of showing his flaws.

Fortunately, Aunt Chen didn't intend to go any further. After breakfast, Fei Yingxing took Meng Lian's temperature again with a thermometer. It was 37 degrees, which was out of the category of high fever.

Meng Lian finally heaved a sigh of relief knowing that he didn't have to go to the hospital anymore. Just after his fever subsided, Meng Lian's brain was still a little groggy, and his speed of doing math problems was a bit slower than usual. He had a math and geometry part on hand right now. The big question, pondering for a long time also have no clue.

He pushed the exercise book towards Fei Yingxing, tapped the question number with the tip of his pen, and asked softly, "Can the auxiliary line be added like this for this question?"

Hearing this, Fei Yingxing put down what he was doing, and began to read the question with his eyes down. After reading the stem of the question, he probably had an idea in his mind, but instead of answering Meng Lian in a hurry, he asked instead: "Tell me first." It depends on your thinking."

When Meng Lian heard this, she pursed her lips and thought for a while, then used a pen to add an auxiliary line according to her own ideas, and then explained in a low voice with his somewhat hoarse voice.

On the other hand, Fei Yingxing's mind was not pure, so he put his head very close to Meng Lian's side in the name of listening to the questions.

Meng Lian had just recovered from her fever, her beautiful eyes were drooping, and she looked very listless.I don't know if it's because he was tortured badly last night, and he was overused from the back. Now he can't sit honestly, holding the pen in his right hand, so he has to lean on his left hand to sit on the chair to disperse part of the gravity.

These were all seen by Fei Yingxing.

At this moment, although Meng Lian spoke slowly, his expression was very focused, so his words could not help but carry a bit of seriousness.

Fei Yingxing looked at Meng Lian who had returned to normal in front of him, his sitting posture was obviously extremely awkward, but his back was still straight and upright, which made it hard for Fei Yingxing to imagine the man with his legs wide open last night, letting him get whatever he wanted The boy is the one sitting in front of him.

Meng Lian explained for a long time, but he saw that Fei Yingxing beside him didn't respond at all. He turned his head in doubt, and saw that Fei Yingxing was looking at the exercises in his hand. Those handsome eyes were clearly Stare at his face.

Fei Yingxing saw that he was caught peeping again, and the smile on his brows and eyes was tainted with a bit of righteousness.When he peeked at Meng Lian, he always looked at it openly, not to mention that now Meng Lian was his, so naturally he didn't feel guilty.

But it's one thing not to have a guilty conscience, it's another to make an inch of it.

Fei Yingxing stared at Meng Lian with flickering eyes for less than three seconds, but he couldn't hold it back. He put down the pen in his hand, grabbed Meng Lian's wrist with one hand, and leaned forward to reach Meng Lian's lips.

Fei Yingxing's kiss came so suddenly that Meng Lian was almost in a daze for a while, then reached out to caress Fei Yingxing's side face, and kissed back.

After spending the whole day, the two of them didn't do many questions, but they got tired of it for a long time, but at least they finished all the tasks before Meng Lian went home.