I Just Want to Freeload on Your Luck

Mingxi took the address and went to a high-end residential area by the river beach. The outside looked like a cbd office building. Only when he walked into the building, he found that it was a multistory apartment.

She went to the security guard to talk about the situation. The security guard took the walkie-talkie and talked to Fu Yangxi before taking her to the duplex on the top floor.

Mingxi stood outside the door, carrying the anti-fever medicine bag, and rang the doorbell.

After a while.

The door was opened from the inside.

Fu Yangxi's red hair was wet, and the hair was scattered on her forehead, wrapped in a quilt and opened the door.

There was no light on the entrance, the light was dim in the thunderstorm, his lips were pale and skinned, and his face was flushed abnormally.

In short, it looks like he is sick and unattended.

Mingxi looked up at him and was startled: "Brother Xi, why is your hair wet? Do you still wash your hair if you have a fever?! Don't kill me?"

Fu Yangxi rubbed her forehead, and instead asked nonchalantly: "Why are you here?"

Mingxi didn't notice his strangeness, so he looked in directly: "Ke Chengwen said you are sick, is there anyone in your family——"

Taking a look inside, Mingxi was sure that there was no one in Fu Yangxi's family.

The interior of the double floor is too deserted, the curtains are drawn, the living room is empty and there is no furniture at all, there is no TV background wall, only the sofa and the white wall, 200 square meters seems to have only bought a floor.

The marble table on the open kitchen counter is also new, and the warranty label on the refrigerator is not torn.

Fortunately, she is here. Otherwise, what would Fu Yangxi eat tonight? Do you still eat takeaway when you are sick?

Before she could see clearly, she was pushed out by Fu Yangxi with a finger against her forehead.

The fingers on the forehead are hot.

Fu Yangxi would not let her in.

"Aren't you going to meet other people who want to meet in the Hundred Schools League? There is still time to come to my roommate at the same table." Fu Yangxi said with a hoarse voice.

"Huh?" Mingxi was stunned: "I have finished my review during the day, and I will be free after school. I heard that you are sick, so I just--"

Fu Yangxi interrupted her sadly: "I am not sick, what does it have to do with you? Do you care?"

Mingxi:? ? ?

What and what?

Burnt out? !

I haven't seen each other for a day, and my speech is suddenly strange.

Mingxi was afraid that his brain was really burned out, so anxiously he pushed the medicine bag to his wrist and pushed him in: "Hurry up, blow dry! Go and lie down on the bed!"

Accidentally pushing it a bit hard, Fu Yangxi staggered, and the hot breath pressed over.

Mingxi held him in a panic.

"How many catties are you?!" Mingxi asked strenuously. She felt like Mount Tai was pressing on the top. She was almost crushed to the ground. Her height of 1.7 meters is like a small bamboo shoot swaying in the wind. She will be broken at any time: "I usually look at you. Obviously so thin--"

"I'm 1.88 meters tall, okay? You can ask the other boys with a weight of 1.8 meters!" Fu Yangxi said angrily: "Plus the quilt is 20 pounds!"

Filled with righteous indignation, he thought, Shen Liyao chanted lightly, and Shen Liyao was thin.

Even if you don't like him, you still dislike him for being fat.

"You don't need your support." Fu Yangxi was furious, and she shook Mingxi's hand away, turned and walked in.

Mingxi: "..."

Mingxi closed the door, took off her schoolbag, and looked around. Fu Yangxi didn't even have a coffee table in this huge duplex apartment, so she had to throw things on the ground first.

Fu Yangxi sat down **** the sofa.

Mingxi walked over, Fu Yangxi was very hot, and he could feel a heat wave even when he was wrapped in the quilt.

She raised her hand to touch his neck and was so scalded that she withdrew her hand, thinking, oh so, she has to go to the hospital.

Mingxi quickly said to Fu Yangxi: "Didn't the private doctor ever come? Or I will accompany you to the hospital?"

"Don't go to the hospital." Fu Yangxi glanced at her, her eyes flushed, and her expression on her face was complicated, with irritation, anger, sadness and injury.

He repeated the opening: "Don't touch me."

Mingxi: "..."

Mingxi felt that he was burnt out and didn't want to make trouble with him.

"Don't forget it. It's not good to go out after it rains. Let the fever go out at home first. Do you have boiling water in your house?"

Mingxi went to the entrance to turn on a light, and then went to the cooking table to find water.

After finding that there was no hot water, she found a hot water kettle from the closet on tiptoe and started boiling water.

Mingxi hurriedly boiled water with his hands and feet, and urged: "You can blow your hair first, put on a fever-reducing patch after blowing, drink hot water and take medicine and go to bed to sleep. Just sweat."

After a few minutes, the water was boiling.

Mingxi thought that Fu Yangxi had also gone into the bathroom to blow her hair, and turned her head away, who knew that he was still sitting on the sofa with a pale face, staring at him hopelessly.

His eyes were flushed red, and he looked like gossamer, as if he had experienced the end of the world.

Mingxi: "..."

Isn't it just a cold? Why is it the same as losing love? !

But Mingxi remembered that he was drunk last time and vomited on him, so he suddenly had no confidence to teach him.

Mingxi found a glass, poured a cup of hot water, and then went to the bathroom to get a bath towel and a hair dryer-the water on the bathroom tiles hadn't dried yet, but Fu Yangxi still had just washed his hair?

Mingxi couldn't understand his brain circuit, what else would he wash his hair if he was sick.

She walked to Fu Yangxi, handed him the hot water, and asked him to hold it with both hands: "Drink some water, your lips are very dry."

Fu Yangxi took the water, like an eggplant beaten by frost, with her head hanging down.

Mingxi took a bath towel and put it on his head, wiping him dry.

The shampoo Fu Yangxi used didn't know what the smell was. It turned out to be the faint pine scent on his body with some gardenia scent, which was refreshing and good smelling.

But I wiped his hair, and felt his forehead hot under his fingers. Mingxi didn’t bother to care about his luck. He wanted to quickly dry his hair and lie on the bed and sweat under the quilt. .

Fu Yangxi stared at the ground, thinking bitterly, the small mask is good for him, but she treats him as the boss.

She didn't like him at all.

What is good about Shen Liyao, is he taller? Is he rich?

"Brother Xi, are you using this bath towel to wipe your hair? I take it casually." Mingxi quickly wiped it dry before remembering this question.

Fu Yangxi looked weakly and raised her eyelids.

"Wipe your feet." He said bitterly.

Mingxi: "...Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Where did Fu Yangxi have the mind to manage those things: "Don't call me Brother Xi."

Mingxi gave him a meal with his hair wiping hand: "What's wrong, called the boss?"

Boss, **** boss. He thought she liked him, but she just regarded him as the boss!

Being affectionate is too embarrassing.

Fu Yangxi couldn't help but angrily said: "Don't call me the boss!"

"What's that called?" Ming Xi saw that his red hair had been wiped dry, and threw the towel aside, picked up the hairdryer and started blowing his hair.

Just listen to Fu Yangxi's sad voice: "I was reckless when I was young, and I was arrogant to accept you as a little brother. Now you are not my little brother."

Mingxi: "..."

It’s only a month since you were young?

Fu Yangxi lowered her voice and said, "You should call me Shao Fu."

"..."

Blowing almost, already fluffy and dry, Mingxi's hair dryer stopped.

She lowered her eyes to Fu Yangxi's raised eyes.

Fu Yangxi's eyes were red. I don't know if it was because of fever or something. Her fair skin was very pale, and the tiny moles on the corners of her eyes were more obvious.

It's not the first time Mingxi feels that he looks outstanding, but he has just finished blowing his hair, especially with a fatal attraction, messy short red hair, straight nose, and a fragile look after some illnesses. There is also Mizusawa.

Looking at his face, Mingxi held the hair dryer inexplicably and started to daze.

After regaining consciousness, Ming Xi heard what he was talking about, and Cong Shan Ru Liu said: "Ah? Oh, yes, Shao Fu, have you taken medicine? It is medicine in the literal sense. If I didn't take it, I brought cold medicine. "

Fu Yangxi: "..."

She really doesn't love him! Called Fu Shao coldly!

Mingxi took out two medicines that he had brought, stuffed them into Fu Yangxi's hands, and put a white anti-fever paste on his forehead, saying: "After taking the medicine and going to bed, I will make some porridge first."

Fu Yangxi's eyes followed her, staring at her to make porridge.

Mingxi looked for rice everywhere, but found that Fu Yangxi had nothing at home, so she took out her mobile phone and ordered a takeaway, asking the fresh food store to send some millet and vegetables.

The place where the rich live is very convenient. In less than ten minutes, a takeaway will deliver the goods.

Mingxi took the things, walked over to the open kitchen, and started cooking porridge.

Seeing that Fu Yangxi hadn't gone to bed, but with a white head against her forehead, she continued to sit on the sofa and looked at her for an instant.

Mingxi didn't think much.

Anyway, just drink the medicine, the anti-fever patch should work later, and he sat in the living room wrapped in a quilt.

The split-level villa was quiet for a while.

Fu Yangxi suddenly said with a hoarse voice: "You have been here for so long and haven't heard who you talked about."

"Don't you know He Yang?" Mingxi said without turning back: "Then there are some people I knew before, you wouldn't want to know them, and you can't remember their names when you meet them, such as Geng Jing, the monitor of Class 6 ..."

Mingxi said a bunch of names, and Fu Yangxi looked for it and found that she hadn't mentioned Shen Liyao's name alone.

"Where is the varsity team? Do you know anyone?"

Mingxi heard Fu Yangxi's hoarse voice coming from the sofa.

"What happened to the school competition team?" Mingxi thought that Fu Yangxi could not sleep, and chatted with her casually, and said, "I know a few people. Those people are young and vigorous and often win gold medals. They are very powerful."

Fu Yangxi asked: "Do girls like that type?"

Mingxi thought about the number of love letters Shen Liyao had received before. One weekend later, the letters stuffed in the table could fill a trash can. He should rank first in the school, and no one ranked second in the school.

So he said: "Most girls should be."

I stopped talking behind.

The porridge was almost ready, Mingxi squatted down to look for the dishes and found two sets of bowls in the disinfection cabinet. She raised her head and asked Fu Yangxi: "There are black and red, which bowl do you want?"

Fu Yangxi: "Whatever."

Mingxi subconsciously chose a black bowl and began to serve porridge.

Fu Yangxi's hand placed in the quilt beside him suddenly clenched silently, anger, embarrassment, loss, sadness, all these emotions surged into his heart.

He was very jealous of Shen Liyao.

He was terribly sad.

Seeing him suddenly shrugged his head, Mingxi stood up listlessly and walked into the room.

"What's the matter? Drink the porridge first and then sleep." Mingxi looked at him with the porridge.

Fu Yangxi didn't say a word, walked into the room wrapped in a quilt and lay down on the bed, wrapped herself into a bear, and buried her head in it.

Mingxi carried the porridge in, thinking that he might be uncomfortable. After taking the medicine, he started to feel sleepy. So he put the porridge on the bedside table next to him and said: "Get up and eat more when you have strength, and some are keeping warm. In the bucket."

Fu Yangxi: "Yeah."

When Mingxi saw this, he couldn't stay any longer.

She closed the door gently, turned to go out, and turned off the light. He picked up his schoolbag and planned to leave.

Before leaving, she saw Fu Yangxi's phone dropped on the ground, so she picked it up for him and took it to the room.

Mingxi suddenly noticed that Fu Yangxi’s mobile phone had no case--

Isn't it a martial phone case? Why did you pick it casually?

...

Why does Mingxi think that she has become as naive as Fu Yangxi, and still cares about this? But he couldn't help but stared at the phone case that he no longer had the same model as him.

I felt a sense of loss for no reason.

It may be her illusion, but today Fu Yangxi seems to be a little stranger than before, and she was asked to call Fu Shao back.

Mingxi immediately felt that it was probably just the cause of fever and discomfort?

People are like this. Once you get used to being intimacy with someone, the details of the other person suddenly change. I haven't figured out why in my head, but my emotions have already reacted subconsciously.

Mingxi inexplicably became depressed with Fu Yangxi's depressed mood.

She shook her head to stop her thinking, and left Fu Yangxi's split-level villa.

When she got downstairs, Zheng was worried about how to go back, and a car slowly stopped in front of her.

The lawyer Zhang I saw last time poked his head out of the driver's seat and said: "Miss Zhao, it's raining outside, Shao Fu asked me to take you back."