See you tonight, Hidden Marriage Husband!

Pei Shengsheng found the medicine box. The colder it was, the stronger he was supporting himself and sat up on the bed.

The man's eyes never left her from beginning to end. He sat quietly on the bed and watched her busy looking for a thermometer in the medicine box.

Pei Shengsheng handed over the thermometer and remembered that people with fever seemed to need physical cooling.

She turned and went to the living room, found the ice mineral water put by her assistant in the fridge, and then looked for a new towel.

The basin was brought next to him, and Pei Shengsheng wrung the towel soaked in ice water.

But when he sat up, he frowned, "lie down."

The colder he was, he didn't lie in a hurry. His mouth was rusty and dumb. "Lie down later."

Pei Shengsheng wanted to say, who will wait with you.

But seeing his sick face, I remembered that his temperature should have been almost taken.

She reached out to him and motioned to give her the thermometer.

The man looked at her and smiled. Instead of giving her the thermometer, he directly pulled her over.

Pei Shengsheng fell and sat by the bed. Just about to have an attack, he saw that he obediently handed her the thermometer.

"Sit down." The colder the time, the slower and stable the speed of speaking, and there is an inexplicable sense of vulnerability for no reason.

Pei Shengsheng thought it must be an illusion.

She has never seen such an aura in the colder time, pretending to be a vulnerable group.

Have a fever, as if you were about to die

But she picked up the thermometer and looked at it. It was 38 degrees eight.

"The colder it gets, lie down now." Pei Shengsheng threw the thermometer aside and immediately brought the ice towel back.

The man slowly closed his eyes, leaned against the pillow and lay down a little, just enough to keep the towel from falling off his head.

Pei Shengsheng looked left and right at his posture, but he still didn't like it. "Can you lie down completely? Isn't it uncomfortable?"

The colder it was, the lighter the hand on the bedside, it seemed that it didn't have much strength to hook her fingers, "well... Give me a hug?"

Pei Shengsheng looked at him without blinking. There was no expression on his face.

The man explained softly, "it's a little cold. You need to be warm with a fever."

He didn't turn on the air conditioner. She was dying of heat.

"I can bring you another quilt."

The colder the time, just repeated slowly, "hold me and I'll lie down."

Pei Shengsheng took a deep breath and let himself speak calmly, "it's Luo Fei. Please let me see if you're dead. I came just because... Thank you for what I told you yesterday. But that doesn't mean I promise you whatever you want."

"I know, what I want most is to sleep with you, and I don't expect you to promise. That's why I said, just a hug."

Pei Shengsheng: "......"

He's so brazen that he's justified.

But suddenly I saw that his usual momentum was gone, and his weak voice looked a little pitiful.

This strong contrast with the past will inevitably arouse people's sympathy.

Before changing, she might just get rid of his hand and let him go.

Now, no matter how much affectation, it is impossible to let his indifference disappear when he broke up.

But

Pei Shengsheng glanced at him again.

The colder she was, she looked at her quietly, neither moving nor opening her mouth.

She still pulled her hand back, stood up, soaked the towel on his head in ice water, wrung it dry again and threw it over.

"Close your eyes and sleep." Pei Shengsheng stood by the bed with a serious face, "I don't want to be infected."