After sending warmth to the future boss, he was reborn

Chapter 263 Banlangen

After shopping, the two came out of the supermarket together. At this time, the sky was already lightly raining.

Since they did not bring an umbrella, they had to hide from the rain under the eaves first.

Lu Qingjue looked sideways at Ye Wanwan. The girl was looking at the rain falling in the sky, wondering what she was thinking.

He suddenly said in a gentle voice: "Wan Wan seems to be very nervous when someone asks about our relationship."

"why?"

Ye Wanwan didn't say anything, because she didn't know it herself.

She lowered her head and looked at the ground.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Lu Qingjue sighed softly.

It's okay, he can wait for her.

When I got home, it was already dark.

Lu Qingjue put away the daily necessities, and then took out the pajamas he bought today.

Seeing his action, Ye Wanwan couldn't help but widen her eyes.

"what are you going to do."

"Bath and sleep."

Lu Qing explained concisely, and then went to the bathroom with his pajamas.

Ye Wanwan stammered, "I, I'm still here!"

Lu Qingjue stopped at the door of the bathroom, and stared back at her for a while, with puzzled eyes.

"Wanwan is outside and I am inside. Is there a conflict between the two?" Lu Qingjue said meaningfully, "Or do you want to come in Wanwan?"

"..."

Ye Wanwan blushed when she heard that, and quickly shook her head: "Don't, don't, you'd better go in and wash!"

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The sound of shower water soon rang out in the bathroom, overlapping with the sound of rain outside.

Ye Wan turned on her phone later and took a look, it was already 45:[-] in the evening.

It may be because she was too tired today, her eyelids suddenly became a little heavy, and she fell on the sofa a little drowsy.

When Lu Qingjue got out of the shower, the girl had already fallen asleep on the sofa.

He took a thin blanket out of the closet and gently covered Ye Wanwan.

Seeing the girl's peaceful sleeping face, Lu Qingjue's expression became much gentler.

Suddenly he frowned, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Lu Qingjue wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.

It's true that he can't eat spicy food, but now that he has no sense of taste, he can't feel it.

Ye Wanwan's sleep has been very light these years. When she opened her eyes in the middle of the night, the lights had been turned off, and the surroundings were pitch black.

The breath she smelled at the tip of her nose was still familiar, and she fell asleep on the sofa.

Ye Wanwan sat up, and the blanket slid down.

She was about to reach for her phone when she saw Lu Qingjue curled up on the sofa.

Ye Wanwan twitched her lips and tiptoed over.

The young man's long eyelashes were closed, his brows were furrowed, his face was pale, as if he had not slept soundly.

"Wanwan..." he murmured softly.

Ye Wanwan thought he was awake, felt a little embarrassed, and was about to retreat.

The person on the sofa suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.

The force was so strong and tight that Ye Wanwan was caught off guard and pulled into his arms.

"Don't go." Lu Qingjue buried herself in her shoulder and said.

The voice was muffled and sounded a little hoarse.

The sprayed breath was terrifyingly hot.

Ye Wanwan hastily stretched out her hand to touch his forehead: "You have a fever!"

She panicked and got up quickly to turn on the light.

It's only three o'clock in the morning, and the hospitals are probably closed.

Ye Wanwan frowned and turned around anxiously.

Suddenly remembering the cold medicine that Ruan Jiangning had left before, her eyes lit up, and she ran to the drawer to look through it.

In the end, I turned it over and over again, but only found a pack of Banlangen.

Ye Wanwan: ...

Well, let’s have Banlangen.

I just don’t know if the legendary Radix Banlangen, which is said to cure all diseases, can be used with the omnipotent hot water to relieve the fever.

Ye Wanwan tossed and tossed for a while before brewing the medicine, planning to wake Lu Qingjue to drink the medicine.

But the man couldn't call out.

Ye Wanwan closed her eyes, with a look of death.

"Lu Qingjue, don't blame me, I'm all for your own good. You have a fever, you can't do without medicine."

After speaking, Ye Wanwan raised her hand and slapped someone on the sofa.

A few minutes later, Lu Qingjue sat on the sofa, drinking the isatid root that Ye Wanwan made for him with a blank expression.

Qingjun's face is the same as before, except that there is a red handprint on the left side of his face, with five distinct fingers, and it feels like the fingerprints have been typed out.

Ye Wanwan rubbed her nose, a little embarrassed: "I called you several times just now, but you didn't wake up. If you don't wake up again, the medicine will be cold..."

Lu Qingjue raised his eyelids without emotion, glanced at her, and said, "Wanwan is so kind of you."

Ye Wanwan: "..."

Could it be that I was stupid?

(End of this chapter)