Quick Transmigration Little Ancestor: Blackened male gods should be pampered

Chapter 1066 Gossip First Sister (53)

"The fever is so severe all of a sudden, do you want to go to the hospital?"

Sang Jian supported him vigorously, and helped him to the sofa.

He Qingfeng let her manipulate him without saying a word.

It's been a while since he went upstairs, and Sang Jian was still downstairs listening to what the program group had to say for a long time.

In just a short while, he became like this.

Even if you deliberately took a cold shower to catch yourself a cold, you wouldn't have a fever so quickly, would you?
She couldn't figure it out, and threw He Qingfeng onto the sofa.

I thought he would fall asleep honestly, but He Qingfeng's arms hugging his waist were tight, and he didn't seem to let go at all.

Throwing him onto the sofa, she was uncontrollably embraced by him.

Sang Jian leaned on him, and whispered close to his ear, "You can't hold me like this, I have to go out and ask someone to find a doctor for you."

He Qingfeng: "..."

His arms holding Sang Jian loosened.

Sang Jian got up from his arms, "Can you lie down for a while?"

She explained that it didn't matter whether He Qingfeng could or could not, she turned around and was about to leave.

The next second, her wrist was tightly grasped by a big hand.

"Sang... Sang..."

A hoarse and low voice came out of his mouth, with a tone that did not belong to He Qingfeng.

Two simple words, his tone is like a child who has just learned to speak, saying it word by word.

It sounds weird.

Sang Jian trembled all over and froze in place, even his pupils flinched.

What does he call himself?
Many people have called these two words before, but the first time I heard such a strange tone, it was from He Qingfeng who always called her Senior Sang.

Is he still He Qingfeng now?
So what's going on?Actually... made him conscious?

Sang Jian suddenly turned her head to look at He Qingfeng. She squatted beside the sofa, holding his hand tightly with both hands, staring at him, "I'm here."

"Are you ok?"

"Hot." He Qingfeng stared at the ceiling with his eyes open, and uttered the word in that strange-sounding tone.

Because of the fever, his handsome face was flushed, and his beautiful peach eyes were full of sluggishness at this moment, as if his brain had short-circuited.

Sang Jian: "..."

This word made her realize something.

Couldn't this guy have short-circuited his brain because he ate hot food?

In the previous world, he would control himself and never eat too hot food.

But just now... In order to compete with Tang Ge for food, he didn't hesitate to eat the freshly cooked dishes.

Then it became like this?

I remember a certain world, he seemed to have said that if he ate food that was too hot, he would feel uncomfortable, and in severe cases, he would vomit and have diarrhea in the hospital.

It was she who neglected.

Today is the first time I have seen the aftereffects of eating hot food.

But... It's uncomfortable, why does she feel that the current He Qingfeng doesn't look like He Qingfeng.

Sang Jian stared at him for a while, then suddenly leaned into his ear, and asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Quan Gu, is that you?"

"He Qingfeng": "..."

I didn't know what to say, my mind went blank, and I was about to burn out.

Seeing his silly expression, Sang Jian took a deep breath, stood up and prepared to find something for him to cool down.

But as soon as she stood up, the other party seemed to be aware of her intentions, and tightly grasped her wrist, refusing to let her go.

(End of this chapter)