When Li Hanxuan woke up, he still felt a splitting headache. He raised his hand and put it on his forehead, then touched the fever-reducing patch on his forehead.
He has a fever?
Li Hanxuan frowned and looked at the room in front of him.
Why is he here...
This home is where he and Lin Yiran lived together for three years.
And he hasn't been back here for a long time.
After Lin Yiran left, Li Hanxuan has been living in the hot spring villa and only comes back to visit occasionally.
The fever made Li Hanxuan's face look haggard and his lips were a little white.
Li Hanxuan licked his dry lips and tried to gently rub his temples to relieve the headache caused by the fever: "Why did you send me here?"
He wanted to sit up, but he didn't know if the fever had not subsided yet, and he still felt groggy when he stood up.
His face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, and he finally sat up weakly.
Li Hanxuan slowly opened his eyes. The moment he raised his eyes, his eyes fell on the sofa beside him.
Looking at the woman lying on the sofa, he rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
Lin Yiran?
Thinking it was a hallucination caused by fever and dizziness, Li Hanxuan rubbed his eyes again.
When it was confirmed that the person lying on the sofa was Lin Yiran, the corners of Li Hanxuan's lips slowly curved.
It seems that Mu Yi is not completely useless.
At least he tricked Lin Yiran...
Lin Yiran was wearing a white loose sweater and leaned on the sofa tiredly.
I don't know whether it was the sofa that was too big or the sweater that was too big, which made Lin Yiran look thin and petite on the sofa.
Hearing Li Hanxuan's slight cough, Lin Yiran opened her eyes and hurriedly tried to sit up.
As a result, I lost my balance when I stood up, turned over and fell solidly to the ground.
Li Hanxuan got out of bed anxiously and supported the woman who fell on the ground: "Is this your first time here? Don't you know you can't sleep on this sofa?"
He was anxious.
He was worried whether Lin Yiran would break it, but he also wanted to say that if he wanted to sleep, he could sleep on the bed...
Lin Yiran rubbed her waist and shook off Li Hanxuan's hand.
There is someone who has a fever but still speaks so coldly...
She raised her hand and touched Li Hanxuan's forehead, then curled her lips in disgust: "I asked you to build a snowman in the middle of the night. You must have a fever."
After helping Lin Yiran up, Li Hanxuan pretended not to know anything. He stood up and lay on the bed again: "When did I go to build a snowman?"
"Yes, yes, it's not you who built the snowman. But you have to remember to thank Mu Yi. If I hadn't come and put the fever-reducing patch on you, you would have been burned." Lin Yiran snorted coldly and walked towards the bed.
side.
Li Hanxuan should really thank Mu Yi.
His good brother Mu Yi called and told Lin Yiran in an anxious tone that Li Hanxuan had built a snowman all night and was about to freeze to death, and asked Lin Yiran to come give him a ride as soon as possible...
Before she could thank Yan Lin, Lin Yiran instantly understood who had rebuilt the snowman at her door.
I was building a snowman in the snow in the middle of the night, and I was so stupid that I spent the whole night...
I guess Young Master Li is not very smart.
Lin Yiran took off the fever-reducing patch from Li Hanxuan's forehead, thinking in her mind whether the fever-reducing patch was ineffective and why the fever had not gone away after being on it for so long.
She impatiently took another box of fever-reducing patches from the side, opened it, and pressed it firmly on Li Hanxuan's forehead.
It can be seen from the intensity of the fever-reducing patch that Lin Yiran is seeking public revenge.

Chapter completed!