She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 92
"Lin Qingyou." He called her name in a low voice.

Lin Qingyou didn't speak, but slowly blinked her eyes twice, and her long eyelashes brushed against his palm.

"Don't lose your temper with me." He bent down slightly, his thick eyelashes drooping down, his voice was low and helpless, "You are sick, close your eyes and rest for a while, huh?"

Lin Qingyou was stunned.

Jing Xing has never been so patient with anyone in his life. If it was Liang Jidong or Cheng Xu, he would have kicked him out of the car impatiently. Sir, I will not serve you anymore.

But in the face of this little glutinous rice dumpling, all his anger could not be ignited: "I know you are not feeling well, I will not disturb you, just sleep for a while, okay?"

He took the initiative to lower his posture.

Lin Qingyou was silent for a while.

After a while, she closed her eyes and said softly, "Okay."

During this period of time, her sleep has not been very good, perhaps because of illness, but this time she fell asleep very deeply due to a blessing in disguise, and she didn't wake up when Jing Xing carried her out of the car.

Putting the small glutinous rice dumpling on the bed in the bedroom, Jing Xing leaned over and touched her forehead, feeling that the fever was getting worse, he frowned slightly, got up and went to the study to find antipyretics.

"Xiao Tuanzi?" Jing Xing sat by the bed and called her softly.

The little glutinous rice dumpling didn't respond.

"Wake up, take the medicine and go to sleep, huh?" There was no response when she called her name, and he shook her arm again, and if it continued like this, it would become a boiled glutinous rice dumpling.

Lin Qingyou was awakened by his movements, her eyes widened slowly, and she looked at him in a daze.

"Take the medicine before going to bed." Jing Xing handed over the pill, raised his hand to take the water glass, and brought it to her lips.

After watching her take the anti-fever medicine, he re-covered her with the quilt, then picked up the curtain remote control at the end of the bed, and closed the curtain, leaving only a dim night light by the bed.

Jing Xing stood up and was about to go out when someone grabbed the wrist of his left hand. He paused when he got up, and turned to look at her.

Lin Qingyou was in a daze and hadn't fallen asleep yet. She didn't hold his wrist with great strength, and she could release it with a light struggle, but Jing Xing didn't move. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth, as if to say What.

Her voice was very low and her words were vague, Jing Xing couldn't hear her clearly, so he bent down and approached her: "What?"

"...Mom." She unconsciously tightened her grip on his wrist, as if she was afraid that he would leave.

Jing Xing suddenly remembered the scene when he saw her at the school gate just now, the little glutinous rice dumpling shrunk into a thin and small ball, listlessly shrugging its head, sitting pitifully on the steps by the side of the road.

At first glance, it looks like an abandoned stray cat.

It was already afternoon when I woke up, the room was dark with thick curtains drawn, the room was very quiet, there was no sound, Lin Qingyou could only hear her very light breathing.

She closed her eyes for a while, and then sat up with her body upright. She just woke up, her mind was not very clear, and for a moment she thought she was dreaming.

After being dazed for a few minutes, Lin Qingyou began to recall what happened. She only remembered that after she left the school gate, she found a step and sat down, and was picked up by Jing Xing into the car.

Afterwards, the two had a bit of trouble, and Jing Xing directly pressed her head into his arms, so what about after that?

(End of this chapter)