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Wen Su accompanied her mother to watch TV downstairs for a while, and then went upstairs with a cup of hot water.

There was only a star lamp in the room, emitting a faint halo, soft and shallow.

Fu Chi was still sleeping, and he looked inexplicably clean and teenager when he was asleep.

Wen Si put the water cup on the bedside table lightly and tried the temperature of Fu Chi's forehead.

Such subtle actions woke Fu Chi up.

The man shook his eyelashes twice and opened his eyes.

He rubbed Wen Si's palm, and his voice as soon as he woke up was dyed with a nasal voice, as if he was coquettish: "Su Si..."

Wen Su's movements froze.

Shen Mingshu and Qiao Mian will also act coquettishly with her, but the feeling she gives her is different from Fu Chi...

"Cough, wake up? Drink some water." Wen Su took back his hand, twisted his fingertips, and always felt itchy when Fu Chi touched it. "Don't worry, your fever has subsided."

Fu Chi stood up and drank water obediently. His hair was slightly messy and he lost his usual gentleness. The collar of the sweater was open, revealing half of his cold white shoulders, adding a touch of charming and seductive meaning...

If it were someone else, I would probably have been flirted with blushing and heartbeat.

Unfortunately, what he met was Wen Si who was calm and unrestless in his arms.

The girl pulled his clothes seriously: "Don't take a cold shower next time."

Fu Chi was stunned and raised his head to stare at her.

Wen Shi's eyes were clear and indifferent, like a quiet lake, as beautiful as a kiss by a god.

It turns out that she knows everything.

——Horsting from rain is not enough to have a fever, but a cold shower is OK.

Fu Chi blinked, not seemingly worried about being seen through by Wen Si: "Will Si hate me?"

Wen Su: "I don't hate it."

Fu Chi's thin lips slightly curled.

Wen Su: "But I don't like it either."

Fu Chi's smile was frozen.

"Just like I met a stray cat on the side of the road, maybe it would stick to me and act coquettishly, maybe it would demonstrate to me, but I would feed it because it is very cute." Wen Su's tone was calm and gentle even when he said the heartless words, "Fu Chi, do you understand?"

She thought she had said it clearly enough, but she didn't expect Fu Chi pursed her lower lip and felt a hint of gratitude in her hoarse voice: "It's so good, I think I'm cute."

Wen Su: "..."

The reading comprehension of this little white lotus is a bit tricky.

She had no choice but to take Fu Chi's help: "You keep sleeping, I'll go to the laboratory to sleep."

Fu Chi's cell phone vibrated, he picked it up and looked, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

"No, there is something wrong with the company, I'll go there now."

The light of the headlight flashed outside the window, and Wen Shi glanced at him, probably the person who came to pick up Fu Chi.

She picked up a small blanket: "It's cold outside, you can bring this with you."

Fu Chi suddenly approached her.

The atmosphere warmed silently, and there were traces of ambiguity fermenting.

He pressed his voice down, his voice was low and Su Su: "Is Su so good for every kitten?"

The distance is too close, so close that each other's breath can be heard.

Wen Su narrowed his eyes, always feeling that he had heard this somewhere. If you want to look at it carefully, Fu Chi said with a low smile: "Will you still come to the exchange meeting of Xiaowonton on weekends?"

When I mentioned the wonton, Wen Su's attention was diverted and he didn't even think about it: "Go."

Fu Chi exchanged contact information with her and then left.

She stood by the window and watched the car gradually drift away, drowning into a darkness, thinking about something.

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The next day.

At around six o'clock in the morning, Wen Su was awakened by the noise downstairs, and his whole body suddenly felt a sense of waking up.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!