Evil Army Junior: Sir, please respect yourself

No one tried to break the somewhat warm atmosphere.

Until that unwarranted sneeze sounded.

"What's wrong? Do you really have a cold?"

Leng Xuanhan, who was still wiping for the woman, suddenly stopped his hands, frowned handsomely, and asked Tian Lingxin, who was frowning tightly and covering his nose with his black eyes.

"I...Ah Choo..."

Another sneeze sounded.

Tian Lingxin ignored the large towel that was being wiped on top of her head, and hurried to the table, picked up a tissue and wiped her running nose.

"Maybe I've caught a cold." A muffled voice came over calmly.

Tian Lingxin, who was wiping his nose with a tissue, glanced at Leng Xuanhan who was following, and responded calmly.

It was a bit windy last night, and it might be a little cold tonight. Add it up, if you want to come, you can't even think about catching a cold.

'Ah Choo~'

Unable to help, I sneezed again!

I didn't feel anything before this, but suddenly, it seemed to be really serious.

Leng Xuanhan's pretty brows frowned, and suddenly stretched out his hand, and his big palm hit Tian Lingxin's forehead who was wiping his nose.

"Have you got a fever? When you come back, I told you to take a hot shower first! Renren, I'll have someone call the family doctor right away." There was a hint of concern in the deep voice.

Tian Lingxin was taken aback for a moment, then glanced over at the frowning man, feeling a little helpless.

Su raised his hand and took away the big hand on his forehead, and said in a slightly low voice; "Uncle, it's just a cold, it's not that serious, maybe it's because I caught a cold tonight, I'll make a bowl of ginger soup later That's it."

It's a little exaggerated to call a doctor for a little cold.

However, Leng Xuanhan, whose hand was pushed away, frowned, stretched out his big hand again, touched her forehead again, checked her temperature, and then withdrew his hand after feeling that the body temperature seemed to be normal.

"Then you go to the room and get some clothes to wear, and I'll get you ginger soup." Then, the tall figure turned and walked out of the room before Tian Lingxin had time to speak.

Tian Lingxin looked at the door where the figure disappeared, and wanted to say something, but in the end he could only remain silent.

Has this man always acted so vigorously?

Before she even said that she didn't like to drink too strong ginger soup, the man disappeared.

However, soon it really felt a little cold again, Tian Lingxin went into the bedroom, found out a man's coat, hung it up, and then came out to sit in the side hall again, turned on the TV, sat on the sofa a little Watching TV bored.

It wasn't until a long time later that Tian Lingxin had pumped countless tissues before the door was opened.

I saw that tall figure walking in slowly, holding a large bowl of somewhat blackened ginger soup and walking towards Tian Lingxin.

Putting the big bowl in his hand on the table, the man immediately blew his hot hands into his mouth, and put them next to his ears.

"Girl, drink it while it's hot."

As soon as the big bowl was put down, Tian Lingxin's gaze couldn't help but be frightened by the blackened thing in the big wrist!

"What's this?" Seeing the pitch-black soup, Tian Lingxin couldn't help but think about that disgusting bowl last night.

Immediately, I felt a little uncomfortable in my stomach, so I frowned in disgust.