He’s As Dazzling As The Stars

"It's all here, what day will it be changed?" The butler didn't answer, but the answer was the voice from the building.

Tang Jue stood upstairs, looking down at her.

Sure enough, in her eyes, there was only a confession. Even if he was sick, she wouldn't ask more. Fortunately, he didn't feel disappointed. Because, I never expected it from beginning to end.

Qi Qi stood up subconsciously.

Tang Jue wore a dressing gown lazily and walked downstairs. He was obviously very ill, and the beautiful face that was shining and moving in the past looked pale and lifeless at the moment. Looks very weak, just this look is particularly distressing.

Distressed?

Qi Qi was slightly shocked by the two words that flashed in his mind.

"Don't stand, sit down." He lazily compared the position of the sofa, his voice didn't have much strength, and it was hoarse.

It seems to be really absent today, and I don't even have the interest to tease her every time I saw her in the past. It just passed by her and took the lead to sit down on the sofa.

He passed by her with a few traces of fragrance, and Qi Qi could feel the hot heat on his body. Obviously, he burned very badly.

It's all like this, can you really record a confession?

Qi Qi looked back at him. He was closing his eyes, leaning tiredly on the sofa, occasionally coughing lightly, frowning his eyebrows very tightly.

She raised her head and glanced up.

There, it happens to be the vent of the cold wind. The position she had sat in before.

He is so sick that he hasn't noticed yet.

Seventh wanted to say, but did not say. Sit down on the one-person sofa by the side, holding tea, and taking two sips. He glanced at his expression through the rim of the cup, and didn't know if he was asleep, but he didn't open his eyes again, just gathered his pajamas together.

Obviously it is cold.

Qi Qi glanced at the butler on the side and gave a wink at the butler. The butler was very shrewd, he had noticed it early, but he just pretended not to understand.

Qi Qi was very helpless. Had to put down the tea cup and got up, walked to the housekeeper, whispered: "Is there a thin blanket at home?"

"It turns out that Miss Qi meant this. Yes, I will get it for you."

The butler smiled and turned to get the blanket. Qi Qi looked back at him, but he still didn't wake up. She took the phone out of her pocket and looked at the time. It has been so long, and Officer Huang hasn't arrived.

Soon, the butler brought the thin blanket over. Qi Qi refused to take it, and motioned to the housekeeper with his eyes to send it over. The butler looked embarrassed, "Miss Qi, you don't know anything. This young master and Young Master Tang are both of the same temper and can't make noise when sleeping. If I go this way, he must be awake, and he will lose his temper when I wake up. "

Seventh: "..."

Tang Jue's uncertain temperament is indeed uncertain.

The butler handed her the blanket, "Miss Qi, you go."

"What if he loses his temper at me?"

"I can't make it." The housekeeper laughed. "Even if you lose your temper and know that you care about him, you will lose all your anger."

Qi Qi took the blanket and held it in his hand. Then, it seemed that she had reacted to what the housekeeper had said, and she turned her head back and gently explained: "I didn't care about him."

The butler smiled and said nothing.

Qi Qi felt that he was really not caring about Tang Jue. Even if he really cared, it was only out of humanitarianism. He was basically concerned about a seriously ill person. Moreover, the patient cared about her feet two days ago.

Thinking of this, Qi Qi felt a lot more comfortable.

Holding the blanket, walked over lightly. Looking down at him, he gently covered him with the blanket. He didn't know whether he hadn't fallen asleep or was awakened by her at the moment. He suddenly opened his eyes and saw her with a thin smile on his lips.

When there was no offensive power like this, the smile was amazing and gentle, and it was stunned for a moment. When he came back to his senses, Tang Jue had already stretched out his hands lazily around her waist.

She woke up, "Tang Jue..."

"Sit down, don't move." There was a thick nasal voice in his voice. With a little force on his arm, he pushed her down and sat down beside him. She wanted to get up subconsciously, his head tilted, and lazily resting on her shoulders.

He is very hot all over.

It is a bit exaggerated.

Breathing is also heavy.

Moreover, the tip of the nose was against her neck.

Obviously sitting under the air-conditioning vent, Qi Qi felt that he was about to sweat.

"You...you sleep with a pillow." Qi Qi said as he stretched out his hand to pull the pillow next to him.

"You are softer than a pillow, and it is more comfortable to sleep. A pillow is worse than a pillow..." He didn't open his eyes either, his voice lazily, his breath sprayed on her skin. Qi Qi felt very itchy, and the itch permeated her heart and made her feel uneasy.

She grabbed her pillow and looked down at him. He is simply God's favored darling. The eyelashes hanging under my eyes are very long, and every facial feature is born just right. A bit coquettish, but without losing the masculinity of a man. Even if you are sick now, there is a sickly beauty.

Qi Qi couldn't help thinking, this kind of man really didn't know what kind of woman he could find.

Wen Xin? A beauty like Wen Xin, standing next to him, has actually lost her brilliance.

"Are your feet good?" As she was thinking about her, his voice sounded again.

Qi Qi suddenly returned to his senses, only with a trance of "Um".

Then, be silent.

After a while, he said lazily: "Really threw the medicine I bought?"

"...Hmm." Qi Qi removed his eyes and looked straight ahead.

Actually no, it's still in the drawer.

Tang Jue snorted, and there was no more words. Qi Qi could feel that he should be unhappy. She was tensed all over, looked at the time, then turned to look out the window.

"Sit with me for a while, are you fidgeting like this?"

She bit her lip for a while, only to reply to him again, "...Um."

Tang Jue's expression became colder, and suddenly he lifted his head from her shoulder, leaned back, and leaned on the sofa. Then, he raised his voice casually, "Let Jianqing call Officer Huang. Tell him that within ten minutes, he will never come."

These words are for the steward on the side.

The butler accepted the word, then turned and walked out of the hall.

Now, in the whole hall, only Qi Qi and Tang Jue were left. Although Tang Jue was leaning there, his whole person became more and more groggy.

A minute later, Qi Qi frowned, and she couldn't help it: "Tang Jue."

He did not answer. She knelt on the sofa and nudged him, "Tang Jue, wake up."

"Huh?" He didn't open his eyes, his voice was dull.

Qi Qi's hand peeked at his forehead, and he was shocked, "How much are you burning to?"

"...Almost 40."

"...You have to go to the hospital like this." What other confession did you take?

Tang Jue raised his eyelids with difficulty, "Do you care about me?"

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