Chapter 91 The Fox Who Hates Drinking Medicine

"Sister Qiao! Sister Qiao! How are you planning to celebrate your birthday tomorrow?"

Qiao Yan put down his phone impatiently and said casually.

"It's like this every year, just drinking and eating. How else can we live?" She waved her hands to drive away the people around her.

"Go, go, go away. It's so hard to take a break. Don't bother me."

After saying that, Qiao Yanxin scrolled through her Moments out of boredom, and the person next to her walked away not wanting to be bored.

Several people gathered around and asked her questions.

"How is it, have you asked Sister Qiao if Pei Xiangwan will come?"

"How would I know? Go ask them yourselves. Don't think of me when it comes to things like this. Can't you see how tired Sister Qiao is right now?"

A few people were whispering in the corner, chatting excitedly, but they were startled by Qiao Yanxin's exclamation.

Qiao Yanxin yelled "Fuck!"

She was browsing her Moments and saw that Pei Xiangwan had made an official announcement, and it was with Jiang Shiyuan. She had always thought that these two were unlikely to be together.

A fool and an ice cube, together they are a magical match. She thought that the heated discussion on the forum was caused by disbelief.

I don’t even believe that Jiang Shiyuan and Pei Xiangwan are together. How many people can be slapped in the face by this photo!

No wonder Pei Xiangwan asked her those questions before, things are developing very quickly.

Qiao Yanxin: Sister! Let me help you.

The people in the box saw Qiao Yanxin's expression change from shock to sly grin, and asked worriedly.

"Are you okay, Sister Qiao..."

"It's okay, it's okay."

………..

Pei Xiangwan brewed the cold medicine. After it was ready, he measured the temperature with the back of his hand and felt it was about time, so he took it to Jiang Shiyuan.

"I told you the wind was strong. Now you feel better, your nose is starting to run. Drink the medicine."

Jiang Shiyuan sniffed, and the smell of medicine drifted into her nose. Her eyebrows wrinkled. She tugged at the corner of Pei Xiangwan's clothes and spoke in a low voice.

"Can I not drink it? Wanwan, is it possible that I have a runny nose? Having a runny nose doesn't mean I have a cold."

Pei Xiangwan smiled lightly, her eyes clear and bright, full of love. She didn't reply immediately, but she took the cup back a little.

Jiang Shiyuan thought Pei Xiangwan agreed, so he grabbed the tie-dyed little fox's ears and tried to get into bed.

"Of course you don't have to drink it, then Jiang Jiang, go back to sleep."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Shiyuan paused, looked back at Pei Xiangwan, and blinked his innocent big eyes.

"Why!"

"I can do whatever you want except your health."

She gently touched the tip of Jiang Shiyuan's nose with her fingertips. The tip of the nose was red due to constant nose blowing, but its owner was still being stubborn.

"Look at your nose, it's all red, and you still say you don't have a cold. I'll see what you'll do if it gets worse."

Jiang Shiyuan felt a burning pain in her nose, but it was just a little bit. However, she hated the taste of medicine. Although she had been sick when she was alone before, she would still force herself to drink it.

But it’s different now. With a little love, I will desire more, especially when I am sick. I want love and more care at the same time.

Jiang Shiyuan looked up and saw Pei Xiangwan turning around. She was most afraid of backs, so she hurriedly got out of bed, chased after her barefoot, and caught Pei Xiangwan.

The violent turbulence caused the medicine in the cup to shake, and then it jumped out of the cup and wet Pei Xiangwan's fingers.

It slowly condensed from the fingertips and dripped down, leaving two or three small brown circles on the white floor.

"Sorry... Wanwan, I'll drink it now. I... will clean this up."

She carefully took the cup from Pei Xiangwan's hand, held her breath and drank the medicine in the cup. The tears that slid down her red little face were red tears, humble and pitiful tears.

She nervously scratched the empty cup with her fingernails, not daring to look up at Pei Xiangwan, fearing his razor-like gaze.

Pei Xiangwan did not blame him, but spoke in an extremely gentle tone.

"Fool."

Jiang Shiyuan's tears couldn't stop flowing, accompanied by sobs, and her small body was trembling.

Pei Xiangwan stretched out her clean hand and hugged Jiang Shiyuan. She lowered her head and kissed the corner of his eye.

"I'm sorry, I scared you, didn't I? It's nothing, how could I blame you? I just wanted to put the cup on the table in front. I thought you like being hugged, and maybe if I hug you, you'd be more obedient and take your medicine."

As she spoke, she took the cup from Jiang Shiyuan's hand, walked a few steps and placed it on the bedside table. However, during these few steps, Jiang Shiyuan's eyes kept following Pei Xiangwan.

When he came back, Jiang Shiyuan still looked pitiful. Pei Xiangwan tried to comfort him. His lips fell, and his breath fanned Jiang Shiyuan's face. What was completely different was that his lips had a soothing warmth.

Jiang Shiyuan said tremblingly, "I'm scared... I'm really scared."

The fear in my heart seems to be impossible to fill, or it seems that the degree is far from enough.

"Yeah, I know." Her hand gently lifted Jiang Shiyuan's chin, but the other party turned his head to avoid her kiss.

Those beautiful eyes were not fox eyes at all, but a pair of innocent little rabbit eyes, with sorrow and sadness accumulating in their sockets, which finally turned into white crystal.

"I don't want to. I have a cold." Her voice was muffled.

It was uncomfortable to say something against her will. She wanted to, but colds were contagious, and just a few flutters of her eyelashes were enough to bring out the tears.

"But I'm not afraid." She turned the other person's face back, looked at each other for just one second, and then kissed the other person's lips.

The transparent sugar threads are measured in length and will break after a long time. Where will the broken threads go? They like to go to the corners of Jiang Shiyuan's lips and neck, and sometimes they will go to Pei Xiangwan.

An inexplicable feeling swallowed up Jiang Shiyuan's tears. Could it be that she not only had a cold but also had a fever? Otherwise, why would her little face be so red as if it had been steamed?

Pei Xiangwan didn't taste any medicine, only the taste of oranges. She wanted to try again, but Jiang Shiyuan's legs became weak and she couldn't stand steadily. She didn't let her go, but just hugged her tighter.

Jiang Shiyuan's cheeks are like a child eating candy. He likes to bite it into pieces, throw away the excess stick, and leave the candy in his mouth, sometimes pressing against his right cheek, sometimes against his left cheek.

When Pei Xiangwan left, she was reluctant to let him go. She held his cheeks with her hands and tried to keep him. However, her strength was too weak to hold him back. She could only stare at that face.

"Jiang Jiang, go back to bed quickly. You can't stand on the floor barefoot for so long. I'm going to wash the cups and mop the floor. Just wait patiently, okay?" She coaxed him patiently and raised her hand to rub the top of Jiang Shiyuan's head.

How could Pei Xiangwan not see the reluctance in Jiang Shiyuan's eyes? The little fox usually likes to cling to people, especially when she is sick and vulnerable, which makes her even more clingy, but she doesn't hate it.

She understood Jiaojiao Fox's temperament, so she simply picked up Jiang Shiyuan. She was worried whether she could hold him with one hand, but at this moment she realized that she was worrying too much because he was very light.