taste peaches

Chapter 131 Chen Jingpei Fever

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The cold wind blows.

Xuan Zhi finished today's interview work and got off work early to go home.

She thought that at this point in time, Chen Jingpei should still be in the company, so she planned to cook a small hot pot by herself with the vegetables stocked in the refrigerator to warm her body.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the door, he saw Chen Jingpei wrapped in a thick quilt, sitting on the sofa with a somewhat pale and broken expression.

Xuan Zhi's heart skipped a beat, and he asked nervously, "What's wrong with you, are you sick?"

Finally succeeded in gaining her attention, but Chen Jingpei pretended to be brave: "I'm not sick, it's just that I suddenly feel cold."

His nasal voice was obviously deeper and thicker than usual, Xuan Zhi was dubious, couldn't help but walked over, reached out to touch his forehead, "I'll explore."

"It's really fine." Chen Jingpei raised his hand against her fingertips, trying to catch her, "Maybe I caught a cold in the morning, just cover it for a while."

"Morning?" Xuan Zhixiu frowned slightly, "You haven't been feeling well since this morning? Why didn't you tell me?"

As he spoke, he forcibly reached into the quilt with his other hand and touched his chest.

Immediately, there was a burning sensation in the palm of his hand.

She panicked and said, "You seem to have a fever, I'll go get the medicine box..."

"It's just a low-grade fever." Chen Jingpei pressed her hand tightly to her chest, unwilling to let her go, "I can bear it."

"Can you stop being self-willed." Xuan Zhi glared at him angrily, "Lie down the rules, otherwise, you'll just wait to fend for yourself, and I won't care about you."

This trick works best.

A man who has the attribute of strict control over his wife immediately settles down and dare not be a demon again.

Xuan Zhi quickly fetched the medicine box, found a mercury thermometer in it, and said softly, "Measure it and see how many degrees it is."

Only when you know the degree can you prescribe the right medicine.

Chen Jingpei obeyed and put the thermometer in his mouth.

Xuan Zhi took advantage of this gap, tore off a piece of antipyretic plaster and applied it to his forehead, and said: "If the degree is high, you will have to take some antipyretics later."

"Hmm." Chen Jingpei was temporarily unable to speak while holding the thermometer in his mouth, so he could only nod slightly, following his wife's arrangement.

Xuan Zhi carefully smoothed the edges and corners of the antipyretic patch, "Then...you can go to your room to sleep tonight, don't catch a cold anymore."

When she said this, she hid her eyes slightly and didn't look at Chen Jingpei.

It seems that he is struggling with himself.

Chen Jingpei saw a faint blush on the tips of her ears, the corners of his mouth slowly raised, he freed his arms, hooked her back of the neck, and wrapped her in his arms fatally.

Xuan Zhi rubbed his furry head lightly against his neck, and secretly said guiltily: I'm sorry, Chen Jingpei... I will love you well from now on...

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Chen Jingpei's body temperature soared to 39 degrees. Xuan Zhi took off the thermometer and read it. While feeding him medicine, he reprimanded him, "He also said it was a low-grade fever. If you leave it alone, your brain will burn."

"Hey." Chen Jingpei was amused by her whiny tone, and his mood was obviously beyond happiness, "It's not that serious."

Xuan Zhi tried her best to calm down her little emotions, "Forget it, let's not talk about it. I'll make some porridge for you, you go to bed first."

Like and give are mutual.

During her menstrual period, he would considerately cook porridge for her.

If he is sick, she will take care of him carefully.

Chen Jingpei held her hand tightly, as if he wanted to say something.

"What's wrong?" Xuan Zhi waited patiently for him to speak.

Chen Jingpei stared at her unblinkingly for a long time, and finally gave up and said, "It's nothing, it's just that I haven't kissed you for a long time, and I really want to kiss you."

This is true, and not entirely true.

Because what he really wanted to say was that his birthday is tomorrow, does she still remember?
Xuan Zhi obeyed his wishes, took the initiative to peck the corner of his mouth lightly, and then said: "You still have a fever now, there can be no more. When you recover, I will make up for you."

(End of this chapter)