his allure

Chapter 434 I owe him lightly, I will pay it back
Probably because of climbing the mountain and staying up late at night, Zheng Weiwei fell into a deep sleep.

When she chose the tent, she never thought that Lu Xicheng would come. The tent is very small, and it is always a little cramped for two people to sleep.

It was almost dawn, so Lu Xicheng simply came out of the tent and didn't go to sleep.

At five o'clock, he stood in the slightly white sky and made a phone call.

The person on the other end of the phone was Tang Jiache. He said, "I've made an appointment with Yan Che for you. Are you really going to see him?"

Lu Xicheng chuckled softly, almost talking to himself.

He said: "I owe him lightly, and I will pay it back."

Tang Jiache was silent for a while, and his snorting became more and more heavy through the receiver: "Lu Xicheng, you are really a lunatic."

Lu Xicheng smiled.

This conversation is very short.But also in a short period of time, something was decided.

After all, the dew at night was a bit heavy. When Zheng Qingwei woke up, he felt a little hot.

She touched her side, but there was no one there.

Probably disease really can make a person vulnerable, she ran out of the tent crying.Due to illness, he is top-heavy.

The person he was looking for was indeed outside. Lu Xicheng stood in the morning mist, his black woolen coat was slightly wet with dew, making it look thicker.

Zheng Weiwei didn't know how long he had been standing there, she called his name, her voice was so hoarse that she was startled.

Lu Xicheng heard her voice and turned to look at her.

In the wet early morning, his brows and eyes became more and more infiltrated like ink.

He walked towards her, walking quickly.

Probably thinking of the coldness all over his body, he didn't hug her.

He said, "Gently, what's wrong?"

Now that he was getting closer and looking at her, he realized that her face was blushing unreasonably, a little strangely.

His heart tightened a little, and he reached out his hand to help her shoulder, but he didn't dare to touch her, so he could only ask: "What's the matter, are you feeling unwell?"

She bit her lip and nodded, her eyes were moist and clear from panic: "I probably have a fever."

Lu Xicheng pursed his lips, and suddenly passed her and walked towards the tent.

He took out a quilt from inside, wrapped her around her, and held her in his arms without saying a word.

Zheng gently grabbed his collar and said, "The tent hasn't been packed yet."

He was anxious, but patiently said, "I'll ask someone to clean it up, don't be in a hurry."

Zheng gently leaned against her arms and stopped talking.

In the Lu family's private hospital, Zheng Weiqing was lying on the bed and receiving an IV.This low-grade fever is nothing serious, even a small thing.But Lu Xicheng was in a panic when he cared.

On the other side, when he sent the people from the Lu residence to clean up the mountain, Liu Yannan was alarmed.Liu Yannan heard that Zheng Weiwei was ill, so he immediately went to the hospital.

Zheng Qingqing's fever actually subsided a long time ago. When Liu Yannan appeared in the ward, she was looking at the apple in Lu Xicheng's hand, silently in a daze.

Lu Xicheng handed her the peeled apple, and said softly, "Eat some fruit."

Zheng took it lightly, and from the corner of the eye, he saw Liu Yannan standing at the door, nervous and uneasy.

She was a little surprised, and quickly said, "Mother Nan, why are you here?"

Hearing her words, Lu Xicheng turned his head slowly, and looked at Liu Yannan, his four eyes met in a complicated way.

Liu Yannan's smile froze on his face for a moment, he unnaturally pulled the corners of his lips, and slightly closed his hands holding the thermos.

(End of this chapter)