gentle fall

Wen Huaiyu took Ji Yirou back to his room.

At that time, the lights in the hall were dimmed, men and women hugged their partners and started dancing, but no one noticed that the protagonist of the banquet sneaked away.

Ji Yirou was not stable at all, when Wen Huaiyu helped her up the stairs, her whole body was nestled on her shoulders, and she was still fidgeting uncooperatively.

People who never want others to worry about them on weekdays, drinking alcohol when they are sick, are simply tossing badly.

Wen Huaiyu finally helped her up, opened the door of the room, and put her on the bed. She was so hot that she was sweating all over her body, her luxurious haute couture dress was wrinkled, and her delicate makeup was melted.

She breathed a sigh of relief, took off Ji Yirou's shoes, untied her hair, put it on the pillow, moved her position, pulled the quilt away, and let her lie down.

She stretched out her hand to touch the temperature on Ji Yirou's forehead, it was so hot that she didn't know how high the temperature was, and she dared to drink.

If she hadn't fallen asleep, Wen Huaiyu would definitely have wanted to kill her, and scolded her hard, but she had already fallen ill, and she lost her temper. She took out the first-aid kit in the room, and there were thermometers and antipyretics.

When I checked the temperature, it was 39 degrees 2, and it was not too low. I don't know when it started.

Such a big person, how come he doesn't know how to cherish his body at all.

Wen Huaiyu couldn't help but sighed, poured warm water, took antipyretics, let her take it, but felt it wasn't enough, and rang the bell to ask the servant to bring clean towels and ice cubes.

She froze the towel with ice cubes, and when she felt that the temperature was about the same, she took the iced towel and gently wiped Ji Yirou's forehead.

Miss Wen, who has always kept her ten fingers away from the spring water, unexpectedly rolled up her sleeves and wrung out the towel one day.

She herself felt a little unbelievable, and she talked to Ji Yirou who was asleep: "Ji Yirou, you are enjoying the treatment of the highest chief executive."

It's a pity that Ji Yirou fell asleep and didn't have time to express her gratitude for the director-level treatment.

She had a severe fever, took half of the antipyretic, and changed a few cold towels, but her forehead was still hot.

Wen Huaiyu couldn't help but think, could she have been sick since that day?

On that day, Ji Yirou followed her secretly, and the day she found out, she seemed to be in a bit of a slump.

Wen Huaiyu remembers very clearly that Ji Yirou said at first that she was passing by, and later said that the filming would be done in just one day, but because there was someone she wanted to see... She forgot what she said at that time, and only remembered that she didn't believe it.

Wen Huaiyu turned his head and said in a bad tone, "Fool."

The sleeping person was quiet, more obedient than others, and didn't say a word. No matter how angry Wen Huaiyu was, he couldn't be angry with a patient. He said a few more words about fools, and finally turned his head and sat down by the bed. He poked Ji Yirou's cheek: "I'm calling you, do you hear me?"

It seemed that it was the first time that she looked at her so quietly.

I was still restless when I went up the stairs, but now I lie down quietly and it makes people feel distressed, and I have no temper at all.

After all, Wen Huaiyu let go of his guard. It was the first time watching Ji Yirou sleep, and being with her like this for the first time. After all, he still felt a little distressed, and called her again: "Fool."

Even if she flaunts her claws and still has thorns, she can't bear to stab her anymore now.

She was leaning against the bed, not a very qualified caregiver, and she didn't know when, she still squinted her eyes and fell asleep. When she suddenly woke up, Ji Yirou was still asleep, and the temperature on her forehead seemed to have dropped. some more.

It was inappropriate to leave the table without saying hello to grandpa before. After thinking about it, Wen Huaiyu stood up, changed into a new dress, and simply put on some makeup. Standing at the door, he looked at Ji Ji again. With a soft touch, the door was closed.

Wen Yan was really looking for her, and when he saw her, he was a little anxious: "Why are you running around? Nannan, your Uncle Su just wanted to see you."

Wen Huaiyu hummed, but didn't say much, knowing that there were still many people who hadn't fully arrived tonight, so he could only go over to say hello one by one with a glass of wine, but with something in his mind, he was inevitably a little lost, and even almost called the wrong person's name.

However, the banquet finally came to an end, most people left, and most of the people left were young people, still dancing on the dance floor, Wen Huaiyu breathed a sigh of relief, seized the opportunity, and hurried upstairs.

When she went out, she really wanted to lock the door, but after thinking about it, she decided to forget it, and opened the door to see, fortunately, Ji Yirou was lying on her bed, not going anywhere.

Her heart was beating non-stop, she was tired from going up and down the stairs, she sat on the side of the bed, touched Ji Yirou's forehead, she felt better than before.

Wen Huaiyu had never taken care of anyone before, and he didn't know what to do. He changed the cold towels one after another. Other than that, he seemed to just stand by and look at her like this.

After more than half an hour, someone knocked on the door outside, Wen Huaiyu went to open the door, it was Wen Yan and Ji Yue who came here.

Wen Yan looked into the room: "Is Xiao Rou there? Gang Lao Ji looked around downstairs, but he didn't see her."

Wen Huaiyu really wanted to say she wasn't there, but it was so late, and he couldn't worry the old man anymore, so he could only tell the truth: "In my room, she just now..."

She still wanted to explain, but Wen Yan didn't want to listen anymore, he just gave her a rather meaningful look, and said with a big smile: "Okay, okay, it's good to be here, we don't worry, let's go first."

Wen Huaiyu: "..."

She is sick, I am taking care of her!

Stop it Grandpa, it's not what you think it is!

But the two old grandpas were walking like flying, and they didn't even want to hear what she said. Wen Huaiyu closed the door angrily: "One and two, they are so old and disrespectful, and they don't know what they are thinking all day long."

She dragged the chair, sat down by the bed, looked very serious, and said to Ji Yirou: "I am a decent person."

"How could I do bad things to you while you were sick?"

"Ji Yirou, you heard me clearly, I have no idea about you."

She talked a lot by herself, making sure that the person on the bed would not wake up, and finally calmed down. She felt that she was so stupid, so she just grabbed a book and lay down beside the bed to read.

"Let me tell you a story, okay?"

"Once upon a time there was a sheep who was bullied very badly, and then she..."

"Guess what, she fell in love with the bad guy."

"..."

As Wen Huaiyu read, he felt even more stupid, threw the book away, and couldn't help but bury his cheek in his palm.

Aren't you going to read a book to pass the time by yourself? Why did you start reading stories to her again, and still speak so softly, as if coaxing her.

Probably because of distress.

Even if she doesn't want to admit it... But she still can't lie to herself, Ji Yirou tonight really makes her feel bad.

Why did you sneak over to see her? If she didn't find out, did you plan to take a sneak peek and leave?

Why do you say it's just a drop in, it's obvious that you came here on a special trip.

And that sentence... What is it, you always don't want me.

Wen Huaiyu looked at her in a daze, her mind wandering far away, until Ji Yirou moved slightly, she quickly stood up and asked her what's wrong.

For a short while, she seemed to be awake, and hoarsely said that she was very thirsty and wanted to drink water.

There was water at the bedside, Wen Huaiyu helped her up, fed her half a glass of water, saw that she was a little sober and a little drunk, and asked in a strange way: "Who is that little brother Zhao?"

Ji Yirou's mind was dizzy, and her words were intermittent, her voice was very vague: "One...a brother..."

"What kind of brother?"

"Neighbor, neighbor. When I was young..."

Wen Huaiyu breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously, but asked even more shamelessly: "Then you, have you... ever hugged a girl?"

"Have."

"Who?"

"Wen Huaiyu."

She was about to ask, but Ji Yirou said her name unexpectedly.

Some unexpected, but also some sweet.

Ji Yirou fell asleep again, Wen Huaiyu didn't have the heart to disturb her dream, so she took the towel and ice cubes away, and then remembered that people with a cold will sweat, and now maybe their clothes are all wet, I'm afraid it will be very uncomfortable .

She thought for a while, and reached out to touch Ji Yirou's back. Sure enough, the skirt was soaked through, and it would definitely not work to live like this all night.

Gotta... change her clothes.

And wipe the sweat off her body.

Before wiping the sweat... take off her skirt.

Thinking of this, Wen Huaiyu's heartbeat quickened unconsciously, but she had said before that she was a decent person, but now she deliberately retreated, which made her feel guilty. She was determined to face the difficulties, and people always have to learn to say no to temptation.

So there is no need to find a servant to help, she can do it herself.

So she locked the door of the room, went into the bathroom, unscrewed the wet towel, put it beside the bed, then stretched out her hand, and slowly began to unbutton Ji Yirou's skirt.

But after untying, her fingers began to tremble unconsciously, her palms were sweating, and her fingertips began to slip.

The buttons of this skirt imitate the buttons on the Chinese cheongsam. They are exquisite and small, but they are really difficult to untie.

It only took about ten minutes to unbutton the buttons, Wen Huaiyu's breathing was messed up, and finally undid those buttons, the neckline was pulled down slightly, but it was already revealing a little tenderness. Fair skin, dazzling white under the light.

Wen Huaiyu looked away, didn't hear a sound, then slowly turned his head, and continued to pull down the clothes, but he didn't dare to use any force at all.

What should I do……

She couldn't help talking to herself: "I'm obviously a serious person, but now it seems a little...not serious..."