my guardian Mr. Bo

Chapter 94 Taking Body Temperature

Unfortunately……

His eyes moved up and fell on his cold and indifferent brows, and his eyes flashed complicatedly.

"woke up?"

Bo Yan got up and walked over, and put his slender fingers on her forehead.

The temperature on her forehead has faded a lot, and her complexion looks much better than before.

Bo Yan lowered his eyes, looking at her dark and thick eyelashes like crow's wings, and her fair cheeks.

There was a strange light flickering in his eyes.

If she knew what he had to do under certain circumstances, she would probably hate him to death.

……

She caught off guard and looked at him, An Ge'er looked away instantly, her eyelashes fluttered in a panic, as if she was afraid of being caught by someone's little thoughts in her heart, she hurriedly said, "Wake up, wake up."

Bo Yan didn't seem to notice her strangeness, and poured her another glass of water, "You're thirsty, drink some water."

An Ge'er was a little anxious to take the drink, and accidentally choked, a big hand suddenly fell on her back to help her smooth her back, and patiently and meticulously wiped the water stains with a paper towel.

An Ge'er was a little embarrassed, she 'took' the tissue slowly by herself, "Thank you, thank you uncle."

Bo Yan ignored it directly, took the temperature on her forehead, took the thermometer, and asked her to take the temperature.

……

An Ge'er took the thermometer and put it under her arm.

She is like a child, and she needs her elders to do it herself at all times.

It's just that she has never been taken so seriously before.

In that family, who would care about her life or death.

Even if one day you get sick on the street, no one will care if you die.

However, last night, when she was in a coma, who took her temperature...! ?

She had a fever and was sick, and my uncle did it all by himself to serve her?
! !
...enough, really enough.

Bo Yan went out, leaving her inside alone.

When she was slowly going downstairs, An Ge'er was facing her uncle for some reason, and the next moment she met another face downstairs.

"It's you?"

Isn't the charming and charming man with a bright smile in front of you Ye Che?
"Hello, little sister-in-law."

Ye Che smiled so charmingly that he took An Ge'er's hand and wanted to imprint a mark on it.

It's just that when Leng Buding saw the cold light of someone in front of him, the smile on the corner of Ye Che's mouth froze in an instant, holding An Ge'er's hand, and neither was Yin.

In the end, there was nothing left to do, so I could only lean close to my eyes and say, "Tsk tsk, little sister-in-law's hand...that looks so beautiful."

An Ge'er was about to explain her relationship with her uncle, but the corners of her mouth twitched slightly when she was teased by his sudden action, "Ye...doctor, I'm sorry to trouble you yesterday, thank you."

When he saw the needle hole in his hand, he thought that his uncle had called a doctor, but he didn't expect it to be Ye Che.

"Then what are you unfamiliar with? Just call me Brother Ye."

While talking, Ye Che pulled out the dining chair elegantly and let her sit down.

An Ge'er was smiling at him, when she saw a slender and tall black figure walking over, she immediately lowered her head, trying not to meet her uncle's gaze.

"Have a meal."

Bo Yan came up with the ready-made food, shredded banana egg roll, steak, served with fried egg juice, it was so delicious, Ye Che's eyes lit up, how could he have been treated like this in the past, it was worth it.

An Ge'er didn't dare to look at him.

Putting his head down to eat, when he lowered his head, his attention was attracted by the pure white guy beside Bo Yan, "This, this is..."

　Fu Zai: For the welfare of the night, we will dedicate a small theater.

　　Ask, how to express my uncle's coldness.

　　The uncle was looking at the computer in the study, and Xiao Geer came in with an apple for him to eat, but accidentally dropped it, the apple kept rolling, rolling, rolling, Xiao Geer hurriedly caught up to pick it up.

　　However, the uncle didn't raise his eyelids, and said coldly: Don't pick it up, let it roll.

　　Fu Zai: Pfft... [I finally believed that Ye Che was a god assist]

　　
　
(End of this chapter)