President, please spoil me!

Chapter 262 "I don't like leaving a miserable and ugly look in others' hearts"

After Huo Sicheng opened the door and entered the room, he heard a slight sound of wind blowing at the entrance. Sure enough, after a few steps, he saw a woman sitting on the sofa in the living room, blowing her hair sideways.

She is not too open, and her white and slender fingers are interspersed in the short honey-brown hair, forming a soft vision of light colors.

He walked over and took the hair dryer from her hand, and put his other hand on her forehead to check her temperature habitually, "Feel better?"

"Well, my fever is almost gone," Xing Hao leaned over and picked up the thermometer that had been placed on the coffee table and handed it to him, "Do you want to measure it accurately?"

Huo Sicheng looked at her and took the thermometer, "It's not that you don't want to take your temperature, why are you so active today?"

"It's nothing to measure if it's burning all the time. No matter how much you measure, the temperature won't get lower. Of course I don't like it." It's just because he was afraid that she would burn too badly, so he measured it several times a day.

She half-closed her eyes, and said in a cool and lazy voice, "Now that you're back, you must look at the thermometer to be at ease."

Huo Sicheng bent down, "Raise your hand."

Xing Hua raised his arm cooperatively and asked him to put the thermometer under his armpit from the neckline.

She had just taken a shower, and she could smell the faint scent of body wash when she lowered her head. She was wearing a solid-color loose sweater, and her half-wet hair fell to her neck, with a clear boundary between the end of her hair and her skin.

After the thermometer was put away, the man didn't stand up straight for a long time, but kept his posture and watched her face closely.

At such a distance, she could even clearly feel his breathing.

Xing Hua raised her eyes, "What?"

The man narrowed his eyes, lifted her chin slightly with his slender fingers, looked at her face carefully, and asked in a low voice, "Are you wearing makeup?"

She has been ill for many days, no matter the color of her face or her lips, she is obviously pale, haggard and weak. No wonder when he first saw her, he felt that her mental outlook had improved for more than a day little bit.

She admitted frankly, "It's a little bit melted."

"I just took a shower, and I'm at home, and I'm not ready to go out. What do you do with makeup?"

She has never been keen on makeup, except for certain occasions, she will put a little effort into it. She has always advocated cleanliness and comfort at home.

Xing Hua sat cross-legged on the sofa, her posture was casual, her demeanor was cold and lazy, "Oh," she said with a slow smile, "I think tonight is our last dinner, I have been ill for too long, and I look so ugly , I don't like to leave a miserable and ugly look in other people's hearts."

"The last supper?" Huo Sicheng's fingers pinching her chin unconsciously became a little heavier, "Then your makeup looks a bit casual."

If her makeup was changed to Tang Yan's usual insensitive to women, traditional to ancient aesthetics, a straight man who is too straight may not be able to tell whether he has changed at all.

If he hadn't been so close, coupled with the fact that her complexion was so bad these days that the contrast was obvious, she might not have noticed much.

Xing Hua raised her eyelids and smiled lazily, "If a young woman is too delicate and regular, no matter how beautiful she is, she will look vulgar because of deliberation, and I never follow the path of solemnity."

"..."

Huo Sicheng straightened back to his body and smiled lightly, "...It's all said and done, wouldn't it be less beautiful?"

"Ah...but it's my character to tell the truth. Who told you to ask?"

Huo Sicheng turned on the hair dryer and continued to dry her hair, and stretched his other hand towards her face——

Xing Hua turned her face away, "If you touch my forehead, I'll treat it as if you were measuring my temperature with your hands. It's not so appropriate to touch my face, Si Cheng."

Huo Sicheng narrowed his eyes to examine her expression, "Your skin seems to be emitting cold air."

"..."

Apart from touching her forehead, he didn't even touch her skin when he put the thermometer on...

"Are you joking?" Xing Yu's expression remained unchanged, "Even a dog can only smell the smell, not the temperature, right?"

Huo Sicheng held her hand directly, it was so cold beyond his expectation, his brows furrowed instantly, "Your hand is so cold?"

Xing Hao took her hand out of the man's palm as if nothing had happened, "My body is cool all year round, even if it's a hot day, it's not too hot, don't you know, it's like this in normal times, if you don't have a fever, it will naturally subside. Come down, not to mention you are as hot as a stove, the temperature difference effect."

After finishing speaking, she took out the thermometer, looked at it herself, and then handed it to him, "36°8."

The temperature of the armpit is lower than that of the mouth, and 36° to 37° is the normal range.

Huo Sicheng went to see it himself, staring at the thermometer, "It was over 38° when you measured it in the morning."

"I don't know, I took a nap in the afternoon and woke up much better," Xing Hua said while combing her short hair with her fingers, "and strictly speaking, my illness is not a disease, and if it lasts for a long time, it is just a disease." I’m not in good spirits and I’m too lazy to get better, so it’s not too difficult to recover.”

She said that, on the surface, it was not completely unreasonable.

Although it is said that she once had a fever for nearly a month when she was a teenager, but only that one time, and the previous few times, she did not stay sick for that long.

After another 5 minutes of blowing silently, Huo Sicheng turned off the blower and put it on the coffee table, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

"I can do whatever I like."

"Ah."

As for what she usually likes, there is no need to ask any more.

There were ingredients in the refrigerator that Tong Ma brought with her when she came over at noon, so Huo Sicheng walked to the kitchen.

Xing Hua quietly looked at the man's slender back, the coolness and laziness that permeated his face gradually faded away, turning into a silent paleness, his body was exhausted to the extreme, and as soon as he relaxed, he leaned softly on the back of the sofa.

After sitting and recovering for a while, for the first time, she took the initiative to dig out the medicine box newly made by Huo Si's successor, and found some cold medicine in it——

I don't know if taking cold medicine in advance can prevent colds, she doesn't want to faint later or be seen by him, and all previous efforts will be wasted.

………………

Xing Hua spent the dinner time with energy.

After the meal, the apartment did not hire a part-time worker for the time being, so no one would expect her to wash the dishes even though Xing Hua was physically and mentally normal, not to mention that she was "recovering from a serious illness", Huo Sicheng washed all the dishes without saying anything, no matter how simple it was Tidy up the kitchen.

It was completely dark, but the rain continued.

Xing Hua didn't know when she came over, half leaning on the door frame of Wu Wu, Huo Sicheng just turned around and saw her.

"Let's go here, you go back early, drive carefully, you have to take care of me and busy with company affairs during this time, and..."

The words Song Huixi were swallowed by her, and there was a faint smile on her white jade face, like the light moonlight shrouded in a veil-like mist, she continued, "You should be quite tired, today Have a good night's sleep, bye."

(End of this chapter)