A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Zhuang Zhoucheng took a deep breath and suddenly wrapped the person tightly in his arms.

He rubbed her vigorously for a few times, hugged her, and said:

"Go to sleep, I won't bother you anymore."

A suppressed voice, with a certain degree of tension.

Huo Yan's head was buzzing. He lay on Zhuang Zhoucheng, not daring to move. He didn't know when he fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, Zhuang Zhoucheng woke up. It was strange that he could fall asleep with his arms around a stove.

I turned on the bedside lamp and touched her forehead. Wow, her temperature had risen again.

Zhuang Zhoucheng got up, called Guoran, and then stayed by the bed.

Sure enough, when the person came over, I took his temperature.

He immediately turned his back to Mr. Zhou and rolled his eyes. It was only 38.5 degrees. What was the big deal?

"The temperature will rise at night, which is normal. The room is too stuffy. Open the windows. Natural wind is better than air conditioning. The temperature outside has dropped by now." Guo Ran said in a serious tone.

Could she say that she wanted to kill someone right now?

Boss, it’s three o’clock in the morning!

Zhuang Zhoucheng nodded, and seeing that the female doctor was about to leave, Zhuang Zhoucheng said:

"that's it?"

Sure enough, he nodded:

"Yes, that's it."

I was almost gritting my teeth. Well, she was getting paid, so she deserved it!

Zhuang Zhoucheng waved his hand and told people to leave quickly.

Sure enough, he walked without stopping at all.

Zhuang Zhoucheng sat by the bed for a while, looked at the time, and then lay down again with his clothes on.

He held Huo Yan's hand in his palm, squeezing it occasionally, and fell asleep.

Zhuang Zhoucheng got up early, and when he got up, Huo Yan was also awake. It was rare for him to be in a good mood, so he patiently reminded him:

"Stay home and don't be exposed to the wind. Call me if you need anything, okay?"

Huo Yan blinked twice, closed his eyes again, turned over, and received no response.

Zhuang Zhoucheng leaned over her, always kneading her hands into a dough and pinching her face a few times before he felt satisfied.

As expected, he was like a nanny, taking care of this sick woman for the whole morning and didn't go anywhere.

She was trying to get some gossip out of Huo Yan, but she said ten sentences and the girl didn't reply a single one. This really made her depressed...

"Miss Huo Yan, it's windy outside, you should go inside."

As expected, she was talking while applying nail polish, and she didn't even look at Huo Yan.

She didn't know if Mr. Zhou had lost his mind and fell for that girl, but she didn't like her anyway.

You don't need to ask to know that the dealer will not accept a woman like that into the house.

So Mr. Zhou was undoubtedly just playing around with that girl, and there was no need to take it too seriously.

Huo Yan stood silently in the garden, staring at Xiao Fengxian in a daze.

Sure enough, painting my hands with beautiful colors really made me feel better.

Put the lid on, this brand of oil is very easy to use.

"Miss Huo Yan, you'd better go inside. If you get hurt, I can't afford to pay for it."

Sure enough, I put my hands into the machine to dry them, and after they were dry, I prepared to apply the paint on my toes.

When Zhuang Zhoucheng came back at noon, he was indeed standing behind Huo Yan.

Zhuang Zhoucheng shouted with a sullen face:

"Huo Yan, go inside."

Huo Yan looked back at Zhuang Zhoucheng, hesitated for a moment, and went into the house.

Guo Ran rolled his eyes and snorted coldly, then followed him in. Zhuang Zhoucheng paused in front and looked sideways at Guo Ran.

As expected, he understood, shrugged, turned and left.

Crossing the river and destroying the bridge——

"You're not fully recovered yet. If you don't want to suffer, just stay indoors. Why are you running around?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng sat down next to Huo Yan and rubbed her hands back and forth.