Falling in love with Ome

Chapter 200 Sure enough, watching too much hurts the body (please subscribe)

Because of restless sleep and the air conditioner turned on too low, Yun Shuqian caught a cold...

When the alarm clock rang, she just felt dizzy, and she was still unwilling to get up while lying in bed, so she fumbled to turn off the phone alarm.

The throat is also a little sore, it feels like I have been tossed all night.

Her breathing was also a little unobstructed. The left nostril was blocked, so she lay on her right side. After lying down for a while, the left nostril gradually became unobstructed, but the right nostril was blocked again.

My eyelids became so heavy, my whole body felt a little sore, and I was drowsy. The air conditioner was turned on until this morning, and the cold wind was still blowing.

It took a while for Yun Shuqian to sit up from the bed. She didn't sleep well last night, and she had some symptoms of a cold. She was a little dizzy.

Thinking that Song Jiamu would come to bring her breakfast later, Yun Shuqian pulled herself together, put the other quilt back into the cabinet, got up, changed her clothes, brushed her teeth and washed her face.

She did go to bed late today, and she was just about to wash her face when the doorbell rang.

Song Jiamu only rang the doorbell, because Uncle Yun and Aunt Xu came back, they should not have woken up at this point, for fear of waking them up, after all, he only brought two breakfasts.

After waiting for a while, the door opened.

Seeing Yun Shuqian's appearance, Song Jiamu was stunned.

"Did you miss me so much last night? Why do you look so haggard and listless?"

After all, the girl has a tender face and is usually in good condition, so it is easy to see this slightly decadent appearance.

"Go away, I seem to have a bit of a cold."

"Isn't it, is it uncomfortable?"

Hearing that she had a cold, Song Jiamu also frowned, stretched out his hand, and put the back of his hand on her forehead, but he didn't feel feverish, maybe he just finished exercising and his hand was also hot?
When he was doing this, Yun Shuqian stood obediently.

When I was a child, every time I caught a cold, my parents would touch her forehead like this, and Song Jiamu would touch her forehead like this, but he was a kid, so he didn't know what he could feel when he touched it like this.

However, the movement of him touching his forehead like this still made Yun Shuqian feel very heart-warming.

"Oh, your hands are full of sweat, you wiped my face..."

"Fortunately, there is no fever. How do you feel now?" Song Jiamu carefully observed her state.

"The nose is blocked, and the throat is also a little sore, and I am a little sleepy."

"I heard that your voice was also muffled. Maybe it was because the sun was too hot for fishing yesterday? Was your air conditioner very cold last night?"

"...No, I don't know."

"Then why don't you take a leave of absence? I'll tell the counselor for you."

"No, I'm the squad leader, why don't you ask for leave for a small cold?"

"Okay, then wait for me."

Song Jiamu gave her breakfast, and then hurried back home.

Yun Shuqian didn't know what he was doing, but after she caught a cold, she looked much better, waiting at the door with breakfast, and looked curiously at his house.

A few minutes later, Song Jiamu came out with two boxes of medicine and several packs of granules, and a temperature gun in his hand.

Niannian also ran out brin bling after him.

"Raise your hands, don't move." Song Jiamu pointed a temperature gun at her.

"Childish ghost." Yun Shuqian couldn't help but chuckle.

There was a beep.

"36 degrees nine, fortunately, no fever."

"I'll lick you too."

Sure enough, this woman's vengeance cannot be underestimated, Song Jiamu had no choice but to give her the gun, and then raised his hand.

Yun Shuqian made a pia sound with her mouth, and pressed down the temperature gun.

"37 degrees, Song Jiamu, you have a fever!"

"I just finished exercising, idiot."

"Meow."

Niannian said that it also needs to be shot.

Yun Shuqian squatted down and dripped it with a gun.

"Eh? Can't detect it."

"Niannian is fluffy, you have to measure its ears."

There was a beep.

"38 degrees, fever every year!"

"It should be normal temperature."

Seeing that Yun Shuqian didn't have a fever, Song Jiamu felt relieved and gave her the medicine in his hand.

"I usually take these for a cold, and the effect is quite good. After breakfast, I will take this granule first, and then take two tablets of this. It is very effective for nasal congestion and sore throat. Take it three times a day, and you put it in your school bag."

"I know, I'm not a child, I can read it myself."

Yun Shuqian said this, but her heart was sweet.

Although she also has cold medicines at home, she just feels that the cold medicines Song Jiamu gave her will be more effective. She was a little sluggish, but now she is more energetic.

"Then you go wash your face and have breakfast. I'll go back and take a shower first. Is there really no need to ask for leave?"

"No, it's so long-winded, you..."

"Well, it seems that someone did get sick from thinking about me last night, tsk tsk."

Song Jiamu still wanted to speak, but Yun Shuqian had already closed the door.

After putting away the breakfast, she went to the bathroom to wash her face and comb her hair.

After washing my face, I did feel much better, but one of my nostrils was still annoyingly blocked, no wonder.

His appetite was slightly affected, but after all, he brought the breakfast, so Yun Shuqian obediently finished it.

Then, according to his instructions, he took the medicine, put the rest of the medicine in the bag, packed up and waited for him to come over and go to class together.

As soon as the doorbell rang, she trotted over and opened the door, closed it again, stood in front of him, and looked up at him.

"Why do you keep looking at me?"

"Miss Yun who has a cold looks much softer than usual."

Yun Shuqian clenched her fists and threatened him threateningly.

Song Jiamu was not afraid at all, and grabbed her little hand and said, "Do you want to kiss me?"

"No, I have a cold, be careful to infect you."

"Isn't that just right? We caught a cold together. I heard that among the young lovers, one caught a cold, and the other caught a cold soon."

"You are not afraid?"

"I just want to be kissed by you, and many kisses are fine."

As Song Jiamu said, he held her hands, lowered his head, tilted his head, and put his lips on hers in a sensible way.

Sure enough, the childish Song Zhutou can only do childish things, just like when he was a child, if one of them catches a cold, the other must also catch a cold, this is the best way to catch a cold together.

The greatest tenderness among human beings is not that when you are in pain, I stand on a high place and consider your pain, but that I feel your mood and feel the same pain as you.

His palm was broad and warm, holding her slightly cold little hand, Yun Shuqian's heartbeat couldn't help speeding up, his breath blew to her lips, and because one of her nose was blocked, her breathing became softer.

"Kiss me," he said again.

"No." Yun Shuqian was afraid that his breath would also infect him, so he held his breath.

Just when she was about to withdraw her little hand, Song Jiamu suddenly clenched her hand tightly, and his lips quickly pressed against hers.

At the moment of this soft contact with each other, Yun Shuqian's eyes widened, his blocked nose became unobstructed, his chaotic brain became clear, and then fell into another layer of pink chaos.

This time, Song Jiamu initiated the mouth-popping, and he kissed her for ten seconds.

It wasn't until the girl's pretty face blushed and stepped on him that he was finally willing to separate.

"Crazy you! You're still at the door!"

Yun Shuqian said in a low voice, her heart was beating wildly, this was the first time Song Jiamu had dared to poke her boss's mouth so boldly.

Needless to say, this was completely different from her usual initiative to kiss him, because it was a bit unexpected, so the rhythm was in his hands, and there was an irresistible preference, and he kept drilling into his body.

"Run, run, there's no time to explain."

Song Jiamu dragged her to the elevator, and the embarrassed girl pinched him angrily.

"How can you still be so energetic after you have a cold..."

Song Jiamu took out the temperature gun from his bag, and took her temperature again.

"It's broken, I really have a fever right now, it's 37 degrees Celsius."

"How dare you say that!"

Yun Shuqian snatched the temperature gun from his hand, and took his temperature with a drop.

"Okay, now you also have a fever, 37 degrees two."

"...I don't have a fever. It seems that what the book said is correct. The heartbeat body temperature is 37 degrees two, and the hormone bursts ten thousand times."

"I love you pig's head, pig's head."

After going downstairs and riding the electric bike, Yun Shuqian hugged his waist and hugged his whole body behind him.

When you catch a cold, you will feel depressed for no reason, especially if there is no one else at home. Yun Shuqian has also caught a few colds over the years, but this time it is very different. Instead of feeling depressed, Song Jiamu messed her up It's warm.

When she put her whole body behind him and hugged him like this, feeling his body temperature, she was inexplicably comfortable.

This comfort can mask the cold symptoms caused by a blocked nose and sore throat.

Although the occasional surge of hormones and adrenaline can make people forget about the cold for a while, it is a pity that the cold does happen.

Originally, Song Jiamu had hoped that the medicine given to her and that sweet kiss would take effect quickly, but it seemed that nothing good happened.

The class was full on Monday morning. During the first two classes, she was quite energetic, but from the last two classes, the girl's cold symptoms gradually became more obvious. She began to sneeze, cough occasionally, and her eyes were a little sleepy, haha Xiuha wiped her nose with a tissue.

There were so many people in the classroom, she was embarrassed to wipe her nose loudly, covered her nose with a tissue, wiped her nose with a barely audible sound, and quickly squeezed the tissue into a small ball and put it in a small plastic bag after wiping.

Not long after, the tip of her tender nose turned crimson red.

Some miss Song Jiamu's warm and thick embrace, but now that she is in the classroom, she doesn't dare to throw herself into his arms. Occasionally, after wiping her nose, she will look at him with some kind of small resentful eyes.

Well, Yun Shuqian looks a little pitiful at this time, but I have to admit that this is the time when she is the most girly, gentle and well-behaved.

"Caiyi, why do you have a cold too?"

"Ah...! Don't mention it, I edited the film until midnight last night, and fell asleep lying on the table. I guess the air conditioner was blowing, what about you?"

"I read and read until midnight, and the air conditioner is probably blowing, Ah Choo!"

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