He bent his arm hard and brought Shen Fanxing into his arms.

"Hey--"

Shen Fanxing leaned against his shoulder, looking slightly flustered.

"Don't move."

Bo Jingchuan's voice had been low and hoarse from the very beginning, but now that he was in front of her, she could even hear the dryness in his voice.

She didn't move.

The hair dryer was turned on, and the sound was not loud. Bo Jingchuan's hand tested the temperature in front of the air vent, and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked when he looked at the woman who kept her head down in her arms.

The light five fingers were close to her scalp, and he could feel the woman in his arms trembling slightly.

Gently rubbing her soft hair, letting the warm wind pass through her hair and between his fingers.

It seemed like a long time had passed, Bo Jingchuan stroked her hair tirelessly.

The hair has become fluffy and fluffy, Bo Jingchuan turned off the hairdryer, and there was no sound in the room.

The scent of shampoo and shower gel mixed together, lingering around the two of them.

In the silent room, the scent seemed to be more intense, with a silent provocation, gradually dispersing inside the room.

Bo Jingchuan's hand still shuttled between her blue silk.

"Isn't it bad enough to be sick and run around with wet hair? Huh?"

"I forgot."

How should Shen Fanxing tell him?

"Forgot? That's not bad enough."

Shen Fanxing bit her lip and turned her waist to get down from Bo Jingchuan's arms.

As a result, Bo Jingchuan deliberately retracted his knees at this time, and Shen Fanxing's entire hip almost slipped to the ground along his knees.

She subconsciously stretched out her hands and grabbed the shoulders of the man on both sides, stabilizing the body that almost fell to the ground.

Bo Jingchuan chuckled lightly, his arms crossed her waist, and his hoarse voice was full of bewitchment at this time.

"It's also appropriate to tease me. I just throw myself into my arms in the morning, don't you know it's dangerous?"

Shen Fanxing was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, his ears turned red.

"It's obviously you..."

The smile in Bo Jingchuan's eyes had a soft color.

"Don't worry, I'm sick now and won't do anything to you."

Shen Fanxing watched him silently for a while, and hurriedly stepped back from his lap.

"You can't do anything to me if you're not sick... You have to eat and drink medicine quickly."

Shen Fanxing turned and walked towards the door. Under the simple white nightdress, a pair of slender and slender legs were very eye-catching.

Bo Jingchuan stood up from the bed.

The crack of the door that Shen Fanxing had just opened was pressed by a hand from behind.

There was a sound when the door closed, Shen Fanxing didn't have time to react, and a pair of warm chest was pressed behind him.

"Stay with me."

Shen Fanxing's heart was beating wildly!

"I... haven't taken any medicine yet."

Bo Jingchuan had already held her wrist with his backhand, turned around and pulled her back to the room, letting her sit on the sofa.

"I have medicine here, we can take it together."

After he finished speaking, he paused, and the smile deepened in his eyes.

"There is no doubt that we have the same disease."

Shen Fanxing turned his head to the side.

"How am I going to accompany you? I think you should have a good night's sleep after your breakfast and medicine."

"Then you can sleep with me."

"..."

Shen Fanxing's brows jumped, and she turned to look at him very seriously.

Bo Jingchuan laughed, stood up straight, and rubbed his hand on her hair.

"You just need to sit here obediently."

[It's so good, the blood slot was hollowed out by myself! ! (==)]

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