Xingqiong: Cocolia is pregnant, making Banya cry.

Knock on the door.

San Yueqi's listless voice came from inside: "Come in."

Ji Chen pushed the door open and walked in.

I saw San Yueqi half lying on the bed with a wet towel on his forehead.

Her face is white with a rosy glow, and her pink hair is scattered on her forehead. She really looks like a sick beauty.

"How did you come?"

March 7th asked doubtfully.

"Why, you're not welcome." Ji Chen locked the door and walked towards the big pink bed with a smile on his face.

Somehow.

Seeing Ji Chen like this, San Yue Qi had a bad feeling. She lifted the quilt with her little hands to cover her delicate collarbone, and warned him, "Don't mess around, I'm sick!"

"It's okay, just try the 40-degree one."

Ji Chen sat on the edge of the bed, and under San Yueqi's panicked gaze, he raised his hand and lifted the quilt.

Exposing...

A game console.

"You're still playing games when you're sick?"

Ji Chen took away San Yueqi's hand expressionlessly and confiscated it from her.

"A cheerful mood helps the body recover, that's what Ji Zi said!"

San Yueqi wants to get the game console back.

Unfortunately, he was only wearing a small pantyhose and didn't dare to move too much. He could only watch Ji Chen throw the game console on the table with grievance and helplessness.

"Ha, you've even learned to lie. Believe it or not, I'll call Ji Zi over and expose you on the spot."

Ji Chen pinched San Yueqi's warm little face as if to punish her.

Then he glanced around the room, "Where's Silver Wolf? Let her come out."

San Yueqi's gaming habit was definitely taught to him by the internet-addicted girl.

Must be taught a lesson.

We can't let her lead March astray.

"She located you on her phone and found out you were returning to the train, so she went back to her room, saying she didn't want to see you."

"Got it, let's sleep in her room tonight."

After Ji Chen finished speaking, he looked at San Yue Qi with some confusion: "Did you really catch a cold? Why does it feel a little fake? You are an ice hockey player."

San Yueqi looked at the cold medicine that Ji Chen placed on the table.

He nodded heavily: "It's fake, Ji Zi is talking nonsense, I'm not sick!"

"Really? Let me check it out."

Ji Chen rolled up his sleeves, removed the wet towel from the girl's forehead, and put his hand down.

Sanyueqi felt warm and cared for, but at the same time a little nervous.

I always feel that this guy will take the opportunity to do something.

Sure enough, Ji Chen muttered to himself, moving his palm downwards, "My forehead is indeed a little hot, but Dr. Natasha taught me that if a person has a cold, not only the forehead, but also the armpits, chest, groin, soles of the feet and other places will have fever. We must carefully check each part..."

Feel the movement of Ji Chen's palm.

San Yueqi's delicate body tensed up, and a hint of alluring blood color appeared silently on her fair face.

But rarely, no one tried to stop him.

Ten minutes later.

Ji Chen wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at San Yue Qi seriously: "After my diagnosis, you have indeed caught a cold. You need to receive treatment and have a good rest."

"Ah."

The girl's voice was as soft as a mosquito's, squeezing out from her throat.

The face, which was originally a little pale, was already filled with blush.

Sick people will instinctively want to be cared for by their loved ones and develop a strong dependence on them.

Ji Chen understood all this in his heart.

He sighed inwardly and reached out to fasten her clothes.

He picked up the cold medicine on the table, which was no longer hot, put his arm around her weak shoulders, and said gently, "Come on, take the medicine, and have a good sleep. You will be well when you wake up tomorrow."

"But the medicine is very bitter."

San Yue Qi frowned and said bitterly.

"You have to drink it even if it's bitter, or I'll feed you with my mouth." Ji Chen pretended to threaten.

If it were someone else, Ji Chen would have used the power of abundance to eliminate all diseases in his body.

But March is a little special.

What if she is really Fu Li or Chun Mei.

Then the appearance of abundant power in the body is definitely not a good thing.

"rogue!"

Faced with Ji Chen's threat, San Yueqi could only curse softly.

Then she closed her eyes, opened her mouth, and waited for Ji Chen to feed her medicine.

As long as you can’t see, you can’t feel the pain! It must be like this!

He placed the medicine cup to his lips and tasted it gently.

San Yueqi's eyes suddenly opened, and she asked in surprise, "Why isn't it bitter at all?"

"The medicine didn't touch the taste buds, so of course you can't feel the bitterness."

Ji Chen shook the cold medicine in the cup that was emitting a faint golden glow: "I have temporarily wrapped the potion with the power of reproduction. Once the potion enters your stomach, the power will overflow and will not be absorbed by you."

"Where do you get the reproductive power?" March Seven seemed even more surprised.

"You'll know later."

Ji Chen explained casually, "Drink it quickly, and then have a good sleep."

"Oh."

San Yueqi obediently drank all the cold medicine.

soon.

Sleepiness swept over her like a tide, and she couldn't help but yawn.

Then she lay in Ji Chen's arms and closed her eyes peacefully.

......

Night gradually fell.

There was no light in the room, the light was dim and hazy, but it gave people a cool feeling.

I looked at the soft and delicate body in my arms, whose temperature had dropped a lot.

Ji Chen was about to go out to prepare some dinner.

Then I heard the lazy nasal sound of the girl waking up: "Hmm~~"

"woke up?"

Ji Chen said with a smile.

The humming stopped abruptly, and her body gradually became hot.

See March 7th for no answer.

Ji Chen was about to turn on the light, but was stopped by a white and tender arm, "No, don't turn on the light."

He didn't insist.

Nodding, he said, "Then what would you like to eat? I'll prepare it for you."

"Just a bowl of porridge."

"Okay, wait for me obediently."

Ji Chen bent down and kissed the smooth forehead, tucked in the quilt for San Yueqi, stood up and walked out of the room.

Watching the figure gradually disappearing in the darkness.

San Yueqi subconsciously clutched the quilt tightly, feeling a strong sense of emptiness in his heart.

A few minutes later.

Ji Chen came back and still didn't turn on the lights.

Only the faint moonlight came in from the window, hazy and looming, making the air in the room soft and ambiguous.

Any slight sound becomes clearly audible.

For example, on the big pink bed, the girl's breathing became more and more nervous and awkward.

Sit on the edge of the bed.

Ji Chen reached out and embraced San Yueqi, letting her lean on his chest. Then he scooped up the porridge with a spoon, blew on it, and put it to her mouth.

In a dark environment.

San Yueqi's pretty face was rosy, and she opened her mouth and drank the porridge mouthful by mouthful.

Neither of them spoke anymore.

Until Ji Chen put down the empty bowl and prepared to let San Yueqi continue to rest.

The girl's shy voice sounded in his arms: "Can you help me wipe my body? I didn't take a shower last night, and my body is sticky and uncomfortable..."