Quick Wear: The Evil Beauty is Besieged by Perverts Again

Time passed quickly, and it was November in a blink of an eye. Yunchuan City experienced a sharp drop in temperature and the weather suddenly turned cooler.

Yu Xingyue's habit of staying in bed became more serious as the temperature dropped, in a positive proportional relationship.

Jiang Chi found it increasingly difficult to wake him up, and every time they fought each other on the bed, groaning and moving back and forth.

I don’t know how Jiang Chi managed to get up. He is simply inhuman. He can get up as soon as he says so, and the temperature drop has no effect on him at all.

"Why don't you pick me up?" Yu Xingyue thought about it while wrapped in the quilt and proposed this idea shamelessly.

Jiang Chi: “?” Do you want to listen to what you are saying?

Yu Xingyue disagreed.

Anyway, the follower is his servant. It is a great blessing for him to serve the master. Moreover, he has not been asked to do anything before. It is time for him to exert his strength, otherwise Jiang Chi will forget his own weight.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but recall what the previous mission requirements were. It seemed that it was to oppress him and motivate him to strive for progress.

As he did this, he felt more and more that what he was doing was right, and it seemed to be very effective.

"Why are you still standing there like an idiot?" Yu Xingyue's eyes widened and he urged him with his eyes.

Jiang Chi didn't hesitate for long before he made up his mind to pull him out of the quilt.

He had never had such close contact with his companions since he was a child. He did not expect that in less than half a year, he would devote everything to Yu Xingyue, and even lost his initial resistance.

Yu Xingyue didn't feel anything special. He closed his eyes and lay on him like a dead body, trying to catch up on his sleep. He was already used to Jiang Chi's scent and even rubbed him twice unconsciously.

Jiang Chi had not expected him to do this at all. He stopped motionless and lowered his voice as he warned him in a low voice: "Don't move."

Yu Xingyue was not in the right state of mind and could not hear clearly.

He just felt warm and comfortable all over, and vaguely seemed to overlap with the shadow of another person, as if there was someone in his memory who had picked him up like this hundreds or thousands of times, very steady and reliable.

Who is he? Who is that person...?

Yu Xingyue concentrated and thought hard, but no matter how hard he tried, the memories in his mind seemed to be covered by a layer of fog that could not be dispelled or wiped off. It shrouded him from beginning to end. He could not see clearly who it was, and could not match the name and face.

forgotten.

He thought so much that he had a headache and was exhausted. His head drooped limply and he felt dizzy.

If you can’t remember, just forget about it. It’s probably not an important thing, otherwise how could you have no impression of it at all.

I don’t know when I fell asleep again, Yu Xingyue was completely unconscious.

Jiang Chi carried him to the bathroom, and when he looked back he found that he had fallen asleep again.

Jiang Chi: “…”

Yu Xingyue was in a trance and only heard Jiang Chi calling him to wake up. When he opened his eyes, he suddenly saw himself in the mirror. He looked stupid, with a toothbrush full of toothpaste in his hand.

Yu Xingyue: “…”

"You brush it yourself." Jiang Chi saw that he finally woke up and let him come back to his senses.

If serving him is difficult, then the morning is definitely the most troublesome.

The consequence of him procrastinating on the spur of the moment to make new arrangements was that he was too late again. Jiang Chi hurriedly pulled and dragged him into putting on his clothes.

Yu Xingyue sat on the bed yawning and let him do what he wanted. He felt that he was not in a good state today and had no energy.

After Jiang Chi tied his shoelaces and put on his shoes, he became even more aggressive and asked Jiang Chi to continue carrying him to school.

"Why, aren't you awake?" Jiang Chi asked sincerely.

"I can't walk anymore. I don't have the strength." Yu Xingyue seemed particularly spoiled today, and spoke softly as if he was acting like a spoiled child. "You won't die if you carry me on your back."

Jiang Chi had no choice but to compromise and take him out.

The strange postures of the two people on the road attracted everyone's attention, and Jiang Chi felt like a thorn in his back all the way.

Yu Xingyue seemed not to feel it, and even hugged his neck tighter, humming.

The breath blew into his neck, which was warm and tingling.

Jiang Chi felt goosebumps all over his body, but he still resisted the urge to let go of this ancestor. Instead, he lifted him up after he had slid down a little.

I could still hear Yu Xingyue's incoherent mumbling in my ears, but it was not very clear, like a dream talk.

He listened attentively for a while and was sure that most of the words were insults to him.

Jiang Chi: “…”

He had never felt that this journey was so difficult. He felt that he would be forced to follow Yu Xing and become famous on campus.

After finally getting to the classroom and putting him in his seat, I saw Yu Xingyue with a red face, sliding down like a boneless person, lying on the table, unable to get up, with his black hair hanging down over the corners of his red eyes.

He then realized that something was wrong with him, reached out and lifted his hair, touched his forehead and felt it was burning hot, then realized: "You have a fever?"

"Huh?" Yu Xingyue just felt dizzy and didn't realize that he had a fever. Stupidly, he reached out to touch it and happened to cover Jiang Chi's hand that he hadn't taken away yet.

The moment their hands overlapped, Jiang Chi's heart trembled and he even skipped a beat.

Yu Xingyue felt that the touch under his hand was not right. He frowned and touched around, but after a long time he couldn't touch his forehead.

Jiang Chi held down his restless hands and pulled his own hand out. Yu Xingyue then touched his hot forehead as he wished and said uncertainly, "I think so. Is this a fever?"

"Yes." Jiang Chi said firmly, this temperature is definitely abnormal.

Could it be that because of the drop in temperature yesterday, he caught a cold when he kicked off the quilt at night?

Jiang Chi’s previous colds were all harmless and he managed to get through them thanks to his own resistance.

If he had a delicate partner, he wouldn't be sure how to handle it.

He only had experience of taking care of his sick adoptive mother, but his adoptive mother was bedridden all year round. He would visit her every weekend after finishing his part-time job, but he didn't know that Yu Xingyue had passed away at that time.

At this time, Chu Tianyang heard that he had a fever, so he jumped out and volunteered, "Yu Xingyue, I'll carry you to the infirmary."

He heard that Jiang Chi carried him all the way here, and he had been envious of him for a long time. It turned out that he was sick.

Yu Xingyue regained some consciousness, raised his eyelids to look at him, then closed them again, turned his head and said in a half-conscious voice as if to vent his anger: "I don't want you to carry me on your back."

Chu Tianyang was anxious: "No, then you have to go and see it quickly."

Jiang Chi took over the important task again: "Let me do it."

After saying that, he bent down skillfully and picked up Yu Xingyue.

Chu Tianyang had to go no matter what, Jiang Chi didn't stop him, so the three of them left in a hurry.

When the teacher came to class, he noticed at a glance that there were three empty seats. He asked the classmates and learned that Yu Xingyue was sick and the two of them accompanied him to the infirmary. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Isn't he a child? He needs two people to accompany him." But he didn't care much about it.

The classmates thought in their hearts that the young lady seemed to be worthy of being so precious, especially when she was sick.

The three of them rushed to the infirmary, and the school doctor suggested an IV drip and prescribed some medicine. During this time, Yu Xingyue stayed in Jiang Chi's arms, clutching his clothes tightly to find a foothold, which made Chu Tianyang very jealous.

What a sticky thing it looks like, he thought with dissatisfaction.

No, no matter what he said, he couldn't take the credit, since he was there to keep the patient company.