Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

3031: Wordscapes Uncrossed Tropic-Beach 15 Answers

He glanced down at her.

Finally, with a sigh, she took a wide shirt and put it on her.

He bowed his head, white fingertips, and buttoned her gently.

One by one, her white fingers would occasionally touch her skin.

He seemed unaffected, as if unaffected.

Press the button calmly to the top of the collar.

Then cover her with a quilt.

Then I glanced at it. The little girl, still with a red face, sticking an anti-fever sticker, was quilted tightly.

She still frowned, aggrieved.

Fu Yuheng looked indifferently for a few seconds before turning calmly and letting the doctor in.

I have a fever.

The doctor took a look, took his temperature again, and prescribed the medicine on the spot after the examination.

Does he need to have him contact a home nurse to take care of her overnight.

Fu Yuheng stood aside faintly and remained silent for a while.

He calmly said, "No need."

He paused.

He added, "There are people who take care of her."

After the doctor left, Fu Yuheng took out the medication list and counted the pills against the list.

Okay.

He was only holding the water, then reached out and half-hugged her.

She leaned softly on his shoulder, her eyelashes drooping, and seemed to be waking up, but she was too uncomfortable to open her eyes.

Fu Yuheng reached out and patted her face.

"Take medicine and sleep."

His voice was low and there was a careless laziness.

After softening, it feels more like coaxing a child.

Bai Weiwei labored to open her eyes, her eyes were still red, and there was still water vapor on her eyelashes.

After looking at him for a while, he froze his shoulder lightly.

"Bitter, don't eat."

Her voice was waxy and soft and vague.

Feeling like coquettish.

Fu Yuheng was silent for a while before pursing his lips.

Eventually yielded to her childish lines.

His voice softened, "No bitterness, sugar."

Bai Weiwei muttered, "You lie."

Fu Yuheng calmly said, "How do you know that I am a liar?"

Bai Weiwei: "..."

Fu Yuheng was full of patience. "You eat it, and soon you can be sure if I am lying?"

When Bai Weiwei heard it, it made sense.

Then she opened her mouth obediently.

After swallowing the medicine, he frowned, "You lie."

Fu Yuheng looked calm.

"Yeah, I lie."

Bai Weiwei turned over and rolled from his body into the quilt, then held the quilt and buried her face in the quilt.

"I don't make friends with crooks."

She muttered dissatisfied.

Fu Yuheng reached out and rubbed his eyebrows, feeling that childish diseases were almost contagious.

He said softly, "Just right, I don't want to make friends with you."

After that, he brought up the quilt.

Cover her tightly.

She closed her eyes and fell into deep sleep again.

Fu Yuheng looked down at her for a few seconds before leaning against the bed and exhaling slightly.

When was he so kind?

There is even patience to take care of a little girl.

Fu Yuheng suddenly remembered that she seemed to be one year younger than him.

It's not appropriate to call someone a little girl.

Thinking of it this way, the "little girl" suddenly turned over again, and she stretched out her hand from the quilt nervously, groping to the fingertips of him lying on the bed.

Hold it, don't let go.

Hot fingertips, softly hooked his fingers, let the frosty boy choke.

He gazed at her silently for a while. Although his eyes were deep, he had no sense of coolness.

In the end, he did not pull his hand back.

Let her hold it.

[Ding, the male lead is ten. 】

(End of this chapter)