Make your ex-boyfriend cry? That's easy!

Jiang Yan rubbed his wrist, turned around and looked up to see Zhou Qi leaning against the headboard with a satisfied look on his face.

Zhou Qi looked up and gave Jiang Yan an unusually bright smile: "Thank you, coach!"

Damn, how could this guy be so shameless? He's as shameless as a gangster. He's really shameless.

Jiang Yan swung his hands, wishing he could swing them at Zhou Qi and slap him hard on the forehead, so that this bastard would learn a lesson and never dare to act so recklessly and without restraint again.

Zhou Qi had no idea what Jiang Yan was thinking, and he grinned wildly. He then took Jiang Yan's hand considerately, held it in his palm and rubbed it gently. He didn't know what was going on in his mind, all sorts of junk and yellow garbage, and his ears were red.

Jiang Yan snorted and ignored him. He lay down, resting his head on the softest down pillow, turned over and went to sleep.

Her wrist was still in Zhou Qi's palm, being rubbed, and she was enjoying it very much.

On normal days, Jiang Yan would have been asleep by now. How could he be pestered by Zhou Qi to do such a shameful thing like today?

Jiang Yan felt sleepy and his wrists were sore. He was so exhausted that he fell asleep soon after he touched the pillow. He even forgot to take the medicine before going to bed.

Zhou Qi happily rubbed Jiang Yan's wrist for more than half an hour. When he came to his senses, his wrist had already turned red and was almost about to break the skin by rubbing it.

This made Zhou Qi very distressed. He got out of bed gently and found a handful of ointment, applied it carefully, and then carefully placed his hand on Jiang Yan's side, showing great care for him.

After putting away the ointment, Zhou Qi moved back to Jiang Yan's side, lying on his side facing Jiang Yan's face, staring at his thick and long eyelashes and counting them one by one, but he was not concentrating enough. His mind was full of how Jiang Yan's long and soft hands with distinct finger bones had taken care of him just now. He didn't even realize how brightly he was smiling.

Jiang Yan couldn't stay up late, and he was so sleepy just after eleven o'clock that he was crying. The tears kept falling and he couldn't wipe them away. Zhou Qi was getting more and more excited and energetic. Jiang Yan was so angry that he used some strength, which made Zhou Qi gasp in pain. He begged Jiang Yan in a nice voice to spare the mushroom. Jiang Yan snorted and kept touching him with a stern face for a long time before Zhou Qi came out.

Zhou Qi recalled the scene again and couldn't help but become energetic again, but he didn't dare to trouble Jiang Yan anymore. He got up and ran to the bathroom dejectedly to take a cold shower. He grimaced in the cold but had to endure it.

Fortunately, I was young and energetic, so I didn’t catch a cold when I woke up the next day.

Instead, Jiang Yan caught a cold.

Just because he sweated too much last night and didn't take a shower, and didn't cover himself properly with a blanket when he slept at night, and Jiang Yan's health has always been poor, so it's natural that he caught a cold.

Jiang Yan's noses were blocked and red, he sneezed incessantly, and even had a low fever, with his entire face flushed red.

Zhou Qi was so anxious that he was running around, pouring water and feeding medicine. He even helped Jiang Yan take off and change his pajamas which were soaked with sweat from the fever. He was as considerate as a virtuous young wife.

Zhou Qi was so worried that he was in a panic and his movements startled Yun Yang who was passing by.

"what happened?"

Zhou Qi couldn't possibly tell the reason, so he could only vaguely say, "Coach Jiang has a fever."

When Yun Yang and Jiang Yan were first in the same team, he loved Jiang Yan the most. When he heard this, he was naturally anxious and walked around Zhou Qi and went into the room:

"Why did you suddenly have a fever?"