Good Morning, Mr. President!

Bai Yeqing's thoughts were vague, and even looking at things seemed to be a thin mist in front of her eyes, but at this moment, her shy and nervous appearance was reflected in her eyes so clearly.

Unlike the little kitten that would scratch people when she first met her, she now looks more like a good little white rabbit.

"Afraid?" He said, his voice defying but provocative.

She urged: "Hurry up and close your eyes!"

Bai Yeqing's inexplicable look was a bit funny. After tearing his lips, he still closed his eyes.

then……

Xia Xingchen gritted his teeth, his heart was horizontal, and his hand touched his trousers.

Fingertips are shaking.

Terribly!

What the **** is this?

"Women, be careful, don't mess around!" Bai Yeqing opened his eyes, murmured with a dumb voice, his eyes darkened.

Xia Xingchen blushed, gritted her teeth, and refused to admit: "It doesn't matter, anyway, I haven't touched it anyway ..."

As soon as the words fell and touched the taste of his eyes, she was annoyed that she shouldn't talk fast.

What the **** are you talking about! !!

Bai Yeqing squinted his eyes, and there was a little ambiguity in his expression, but his voice was irritated. "So I said that what you remember five years ago is not all pain ..."

"..." Xia Xingchen's face was bleeding.

When is all this time, he still has the mind to mention five years ago!

"I don't think you're hurt badly, you're so mental!" She mumbled.

Bai Yeqing closed his eyes and he really didn't say anything again. Xia Xingchen bit his scalp and rubbed his body with alcohol.

Her fingers were trembling and stiff. And he is not much better.

Every unconscious touch at her fingertips made him feel hot and numb like a current flowing through.

Her fingers slid onto his tight legs. He lifted his eyelashes, his uninjured hand, and clenched her hand.

Xia Xingchen was already frightened, and was shocked by this touch.

With a little force on his hand, she was caught all by herself.

She whispered a ‘ah’ and almost swooped on him, crushing his wound. Frightened, the free hand hurriedly supported him, supporting his weight.

"You are so dangerous!" She frowned, and stared at him reproachfully.

Bai Yeqing stared hotly at her, "Are you sure that this is the way Fu Yichen taught you to reduce fever?"

"Yeah." She nodded. The posture of the two at this moment, she was up, he was down, and they were very close together. The smell of gunpowder and medicinal herbs on his body smelled clearly.

She just felt that her heartbeat was inexplicably accelerated, as if she could jump out of her chest at any time.

He squinted. "Why don't I think the temperature has not receded at all, but it is getting worse?"

Xia Xingchen was embarrassed.

Not only did he feel that it was burning more and more, but ... she also felt that her body was inexplicably hot!

"Mr. President ..." She licked her dry lower lip. "If you keep pulling me this way, it may burn even more ..."

Not only that, but also very likely to be infected.

Normal lone men and widows, can you not panic when you do this kind of thing?

Bai Yeqing stared at her for a long time, her eyes glowing, and her look was indistinguishable. In the end, she slowly let go of her hand.

Xia Xingchen hurried up quickly, breathing heavily, wiping away the sweat from her forehead.

She looked at him on the bed, uncomfortable, and lowered her head to collect things, and said, "That ... you take a good rest, I will take your temperature for a while."

He just said "um", it was a reply. Closing my eyes, it seemed exhausted, and soon fell asleep again.

Xia Xingchen packed his things and pulled the quilt carefully to cover him. Look at his face flushed red, worried.

Tonight, he must be guarded and can't sleep. She couldn't sleep.

worry.

However, why he was so worried about him, Xia Xingchen didn't dare to think deeply.

Immediately after packing, Chi Weiyang called. Afraid of harassing him, she ran outside while listening to her microphone.

"Xia Xingchen, tell me what are you doing?"

Chi Weiyang yelled over there: "Did you run into evil? Have you worked so hard for today's assessment, and now you don't take the exam if you don't take the exam. You tell me what's your big reason ! "

Xia Xingchen was roared so suddenly that her scalp became numb. In fact, it is really a pity to think of it.

How many people dream of that job.

It's still a bit embarrassing to think of such a long effort now.

"Forget it, that's it, I ... find another job."

"reason!"

"..." Xia Xingchen glanced at the closed door of the room. "I have a friend ... he suddenly became ill and was very sick. So I came to take care of him."

"Friend? Man?"

"……Ok."

"The one living with you?"

"... In fact, we really don't count together, just because we have to live together for some last resort. To be precise, we are not familiar."

"If you are unfamiliar, you can just because he is ill, don't even have such a good job opportunity! Besides, if he has no family, why use you as an" unfamiliar "person to take care of him?

Chi Weiyang's words, in fact, is Xia Xingchen quite puzzled.

The longest servants and housekeepers in the family have followed him for 10 years. He did not choose to believe them, but chose a person who was not too familiar with him ...

why?

Thaksin himself?

But ... this feeling of trust is actually pretty good.

Xia Xingchen Nunu mouth, "Nothing to say now is useless."

"It's really useless. You are on the list you just brushed down."

As expected.

And ... even if she isn't brushed down, she has to take care of him these days, she won't be able to go to work. Don't worry about it now.

Chi Weiyang didn't understand her behavior, but she couldn't talk to her any more. The two spoke casually and hung up the phone.

Xia Xingchen pushed the door and glanced into the room, and saw that he was still asleep, and then let out a sigh of relief before going to the kitchen.

See what he can do to help him replenish his body.

There is everything in the kitchen. They are all very fresh ingredients.

Xia Xingchen was a little hungry, so he cooked a few noodles for himself and ate them. I want to cook for him while eating.

Now that he is so badly injured, he must only eat lightly.

However, his mouth was so picky, all she would cook were home-cooked dishes, or the most common ones, and it was not known whether he could get used to it.

Xia Xingchen thought about it, and finally made him a bowl of chicken congee and boiled it on the fire. I was thinking he could eat it whenever he was hungry.