Out of control and sinking

Jiang Ruan lowered her waist, knelt down next to Bo Ye, supported his head with all her strength, and leaned on her legs.

Then he picked up the medicine and put the water glass against his crimson and bloodless lips, his face flushed abnormally red.

"Bo Ye, open your mouth." She coaxed, "Take the medicine and go to sleep, okay?"

But the man didn't respond at all.

No matter what Jiang Ruan said.

He lay dead with his eyes closed.

Lying in this position was not comfortable. Bo Ye, who was suffering from a high fever, had a splitting headache, his whole body was like a big furnace, and he was still having nightmares.

He frowned tightly, obviously in pain.

Jiang Ruan was sweating all over, but he didn't feed the medicine into his mouth in the end.

She gritted her teeth and could only use that method.

Putting the man in his arms down, Jiang Ruan picked up the medicine and took a big gulp by himself.

As soon as she drank it, her eyebrows frowned. What kind of medicine is this? It's too bitter.

Without hesitation, she lowered her head and kissed his lips directly. If he didn't open her mouth, she pinched his chin with her hands.

Finally, Bo Ye let go.

She fed the medicine as she wished.

Jiang Ruan breathed a sigh of relief, looked up, and saw that his face was particularly ugly, with disgust in capitals.

She immediately felt a lot more balanced.

"Don't be bitter."

"In order to let you take medicine, I also took it."

Then, Jiang Ruan drank the remaining soup and medicine, and then fed it into his mouth.

Bo Ye was afraid of suffering, so he managed to slow down a bit, but he was fed that miserable thing again, and he immediately became angry.

He opened his eyes, the pupils were still glowing, and vaguely saw someone kissing him, no, feeding him medicine with his mouth.

Bo Ye's eyes were as cold as ice.

Can be for a moment.

Bao Ye gradually realized who the person in front of him was, and the hostility and resistance in his eyes dissipated immediately.

Jiang Ruan raised her head and bumped into the man's dark and deep eyes. He obviously didn't sleep well, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Right now, he was staring straight at her.

Jiang Ruan's cheeks turned red, she wiped her mouth with her hand, and said, "Don't get me wrong, it's not that I want to kiss you, it's that you have a high fever."

"I'll feed you medicine and you don't take it, that's all I can do."

After speaking, he didn't respond at all.

Jiang Ruan felt something was wrong, and waved his hand in front of his eyes: "Hello."

"Can you hear me?"

Damn, it shouldn't be too hot.

Are you out of your mind?
In the next second, Bo Ye's eyes were closed again, his face was sharp and sharp, and he was lying flat.

He fell asleep again.

Seeing this, Jiang Ruan blinked.

Fall asleep so soon?
After a while, she gently pushed him: "Hello."

"Bo Ye, are you asleep?"

"..."

The man didn't respond at all.

Jiang Ruan: "..."

So did he wake up just now?

How could you keep your eyes open if you didn't wake up?
In the middle of the night, it was scary.

Jiang Ruan shuddered, climbed out of bed, put everything back in place, brushed her teeth again, got rid of the smell of medicine in her mouth, and then went back to sleep.

In the dream, in a daze, Jiang Ruan felt that someone was hugging her, her waist was hugged tightly, and it was as warm as a big stove.

The smell of cologne lingered on the tip of her nose, which was too familiar. She became dependent, so she didn't resist the approach of the other party, and even rubbed against him in his arms.

nine o'clock.

The alarm clock in the bedroom rang on time, but Bao Ye, who usually got up at this time, didn't move at all today.

Jiang Ruan was woken up, seeing that he didn't respond, she turned off the alarm clock.

She reached out to touch his forehead, which was still a little hot.

But it was much better than last night.

It appears that the drug did work.

Bo Ye slept soundly this time, and it was already twelve noon when he woke up.

Opening his eyes, the man was immediately disgusted by the strong bitter taste of the medicine in his mouth.

What did he eat?

so disgusting.

Suffering from dizziness, Bo Ye's temples ached, he stretched out his hand to press it, and sat up from the bed.

He was alone in the entire bedroom.

Jiang Ruan was not there.

With a "squeak", the bedroom door was pushed open, and Jiang Ruan walked in wearing a white dress.

Seeing him sitting, she said, "You're awake."

Bo Ye looked at her, frowning tightly, capitalized dislike, and his voice was hoarse: "What's wrong with me?"

"What did you give me to eat?"

"You had a fever last night." Jiang Ruan said, "I gave you antipyretics."

"How do you feel now, the fever should have subsided."

Jiang Ruan came over, raised her hand to touch his forehead, nodded and said: "The fever has indeed subsided, the head is not hot anymore."

Bo Ye was surprised: "I have a fever?"

"En." Jiang Ruan responded.

She asked him curiously: "Didn't you be fine last night, why did you suddenly have a fever?"

"I remember that you rarely have a cold or fever, almost never."

Hearing this, Bo Ye immediately recalled last night, and glanced at her coldly: "I want to know too."

Wondering why some people turn their heads and fall asleep.

It hurt his lust/desire to be aroused.

It can only be solved by taking a cold shower late at night.

It may have something to do with the low air conditioner in the room, and he came out suddenly.

"What time is it?" Bo Ye rubbed his head, unable to bear the bitter taste in his mouth.

Stepping on the slippers, he walked to the bathroom.

Jiang Ruan said, "Twelve past ten."

Bo Ye stopped in his tracks, turned his head to look at her suddenly, his dark eyes were filled with shock: "What time did you say?"

"Twelve past ten."

Bo Ye strode towards the desktop, picked up the phone, and saw the conspicuous time.

The man's face darkened instantly.

He has three more meetings in the morning.

I have been in the company for so many years, and there have never been any accidents.

But today, he overslept.

Seeing that his face was ugly, Jiang Ruan said cautiously: "Your alarm clock rang at nine o'clock, and I turned it off when I saw you didn't move. I called you, but you didn't respond. You probably still have a fever, so I didn't care. .”

"Chen Nan came at ten o'clock, just when I got up, he asked you, I said you had a fever and hadn't woken up yet, Chen Nan pushed back your morning schedule, and he told you to take a good rest."

"Ah."

A man's cold voice came: "You two can be my masters."

Jiang Ruan didn't like to hear that.

She went to the bathroom, and Bo Ye was brushing his teeth, she said: "What do you mean we two are your masters, you are obviously sick, okay bro, a sick person should have a good rest."

"Do you think your body is made of steel, tempered and tempered?"

Bo Ye responded stubbornly, "Yes."

Jiang Ruan: "..."

For such a sauce bone,

She had nothing to say.

"Anyway, your body is your own. If you don't cherish it yourself, no one will cherish it for you."

After speaking, Jiang Ruan turned around and left.

Who is it?

What a workaholic.

Work is his sky, work is his land, and he can't live without working for a day.

Jiang Ruan finally understood that the poorer the people, the lazier they were and the more problems they had.

The richer people are, the more motivated they are, and they wish they could work 24 hours a day, even if they don't want to lose their health.

Bo Ye is a typical person who is desperate for progress in this kind of work.