Mr. Mu, stop bullying Professor Jian.

"what?"

The sound of surprise was short and at a loss.

There was an accident, and it seemed like... there was a tight feeling in my chest...

He had guessed that Jiang Shaoqing didn't have many family members, but he didn't expect...

"I'm sorry, Brother Jiang..."

Jiang Shaoqing drove the car and sneered: "What's there to be sorry about? I am an orphan, but I am living a good life."

"Unlike some people..."

Even if you are not an orphan, you still won’t spend the New Year alone.

Mu Qing'an lowered his head instantly.

In fact, he is not that pitiful.

He has a father, and his father doesn't control him and is very good to him. But now that he has grown up, he can't disturb his father's life, as his father has a hard life too.

He also has a brother. Although his face is not very good when facing him, he knows that his brother is protecting him.

He also has a sister-in-law who gives him special tutoring in his studies and personally guides his projects.

He is actually quite good.

But he didn't want to disturb them.

He needs to be sensible.

In previous years, even if he had nowhere to go, he could return to his old house.

Although grandpa was plotting against the Mu family, he had always been kind to him.

But last year, my grandfather also passed away...

"I'm actually grown up... I'm single, that's how it is..."

Mu Qing'an finally ended the topic in a relaxed tone.

After Jiang Shaoqing finished his sarcasm, his anger from the morning finally subsided.

It can be seen that the boy suddenly stopped smiling and he didn't seem to be in such a good mood.

Tsk, they are all cheap.

All the way home was peaceful.

They had lunch quite late, as on the first day of the Lunar New Year, they had to cook at home.

Another day of being fed.

Mu Qing'an, who was sitting in the living room playing games, shook his head. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but his head felt a little heavy.

Eyelids too.

I lost several games in a row.

Jiang Shaoqing is in the study, I don't know what he is busy with...

Mu Qingan wanted to go to the bedroom to sleep, but in someone else's house, he always had to make a good impression. Lying down right after eating was a bit too decadent, especially...

Jiang Shaoqing is a very diligent and hard-working person.

He doesn't want to be looked down upon or hated.

……

Ever since he mentioned the idea of ​​going solo to Mu Qingyuan, Jiang Shaoqing has been spending more time in contact with Zhou Rui who is abroad.

There is a Spring Festival holiday in China, but not abroad.

Despite the time difference, he still handles some emails every day.

It was around three o'clock in the afternoon when he finished his work and walked out of the living room.

A fluffy head appeared in the corner of the sofa. Jiang Shaoqing was about to speak, but when he walked closer, he found that the person had fallen asleep with his arms bent at his waist. The picture was still stuck on the scene of failure.

Tsk, I even lost while playing a game.

And he sleeps like this.

Is his sofa so comfortable?

Or did he not give him a bed to sleep in?

Although the air conditioner is on in the room, at least you can cover yourself with a blanket.

He walked into the room, picked up one and covered Mu Qing'an with it.

The person on the sofa was motionless and sleeping soundly.

Last night...his actions were far from gentle. A drunk man's desires follow his heart. How could he be considerate in such an indulgent night?

This man didn't say a word this morning.

So durable?

Facing a heartless person, Jiang Shaoqing simply hid his conscience.

He sat on another sofa, resting his chin on his hand, enjoying a half-day of leisure, and just staring at people when he had nothing to do.

Watching and watching...

Something is wrong.

His expression suddenly changed. He stood up and put his hand on Mu Qingan's forehead.

damn it!

Having a fever!

No wonder he slept so soundly, without moving at all.

He immediately picked the person up, and the person in his arms opened his eyes hazily at this moment.

"Brother Jiang? Are you done with your work?"

In a half-awake state, her misty eyes instantly showed a little bit of defense, giving the illusion of a sick beauty who was weak and ready to be bullied...

Jiang Shaoqing immediately let go of his hand and stood up.

If you hug me again, something bad will happen...

Mu Qing'an was half lying and half sitting on the sofa, with a splitting headache and dry lips and tongue.

He is awake and yet not awake.

"Brother Jiang?"

Jiang Shaoqing looked at the person in front of him with a flushed face, looking at him stupidly.

He calmed himself down and said, "You have a fever. I was just about to send you to the hospital..."

fever?

Mu Qing'an raised his hand and touched his forehead. It wasn't too hot, so it was okay.

He shook his head and said, "It's New Year's Day. It's pitiful to go to the hospital. I won't go. The fever isn't that high. I'll be fine after a good night's sleep..."

"Brother Jiang, I'll go lie down in the room and I'll be fine in the evening."

Mu Qing'an didn't wait for Jiang Shaoqing to answer. He got up and staggered into the room, lifted the quilt and covered himself, and continued to sleep.

He is alone, used to it.

Jiang Shaoqing didn't say anything and watched the whole process quietly. The boy was so confused that he didn't even close the door.

He walked over, stood at the head of the bed, and looked at the person whose head was covered by the quilt.

There was a hint of helplessness on his cold face.

He went out, bought medicine, and came back.

I measured the temperature and it’s 39.8 degrees. That’s not too high, right?

very good!

His brain is so stupid, probably because he had fever too often when he was a child and didn't reduce the fever in time!

Boil water, adjust the temperature, and pour the medicine in.

Two hours later, Mu Qing'an woke up sweating and refreshed.

For dinner, Jiang Shaoqing's meal was much lighter.

Mu Qing'an had an average appetite and ate much less than at noon.

I felt listless in the evening and had a fever again. This time it was better, just a low fever.

This crispy.

Jiang Shaoqing also became suspicious, as if he had vaguely guessed something.

I have a low fever and I don't need to take medicine.

Mu Qingyuan put a cooling patch on his forehead, trying to keep his head cool and comfortable.

Jiang Shaoqing endured it for a few times, but finally spoke.

"Qing'an, did you catch a cold while sleeping last night..."

No, they slept together last night!

Jiang Shaoqing reacted quickly and quickly circled back -

"Why are you still having a fever? Did you catch a cold this morning?"

Mu Qingan thought for a moment and said, "No..."

"Did you wash yourself clean this morning?"

He is single and doesn't have the habit of keeping adult products in his room, so it's impossible...

"What are you talking about? Wash, wash..."

Mu Qing'an's face changed, but he managed to remain calm and finished speaking in a forced and composed manner.

"What's inside?"

Mu Qing'an was silent.

What's inside and outside...

Is this guy shameless!

Seeing this, Jiang Shaoqing felt a sinking feeling in his heart and walked out of the house again.

Mu Qingan's nose was sore. How could Jiang Shaoqing ask him like this...does he have any privacy at all...

When he came back, Jiang Shaoqing handed Mu Qing'an a bag of medicine.

"I'm sorry for hurting you. Go take a shower. You're not feeling well due to the low-grade fever..."

Seeing the ointment, Mu Qing'an wished he could find a place to hide. How could he still have the nerve to live here?

He is not having a fever now, he has fallen into the fire and is almost turning into ashes.

But he still heard his own voice——

"Ah."

He grabbed the bag and went into the bedroom, then the bathroom...

Finally, he hid back in his bedroom and never came out again.

The next day, when everything was ready, his fever really went away.

Young people have a good foundation and recover quickly.

Once the fever subsides, it will be another day full of energy and vitality.

In fact, Jiang Shaoqing's home is quite comfortable.

Jiang Shaoqing's cooking skills are also good...

But after this incident, he was a little embarrassed to hold his head up.

I feel a little embarrassed to stay...