Chapter 36 Chapter 36 Chapter 36 (Second update)...

Luo Shizhen said this, then looked at the quilt in Lu Qiujin's arms, puzzled:

"But if you're hot, wouldn't it make you even hotter if you hug the quilt?"

Lu Qiujin couldn't say it was hot, nor could she say it wasn't hot.

All he could utter was, "It's a physical problem. I blush easily."

"oh……"

Luo Shizhen had heard him talk about his physical condition before, but at that time he thought he was just afraid of heat.

It turns out that I have a blushing constitution.

Luo Shi really didn't know if there was such a constitution, but the world was so big and there were so many diseases, so it was reasonable for Lu Qiujin to have a blushing constitution.

"Will you feel uncomfortable? Don't have a fever."

He just pushed the bed over, and now there were two beds put together. Luo Shizhen knelt on one leg on the bed and reached out to touch Lu Qiujin's forehead.

It was obvious that they wanted to take his temperature.

Lu Qiujin's slender fingers gripped the quilt with such force that they turned white. Her body remained motionless, as if she was afraid that any movement would disturb the other person.

When Luo Shizhen's fingertips were about to touch his forehead, he suddenly stopped.

"I forgot."

He smiled embarrassedly and retracted his fingers:

"You told me last time that using a thermometer would be more accurate."

Last time, Luo Shi really wanted to use his hand to measure Chu Xiao's forehead temperature. He remembered that this was what Lu Qiujin said.

Lu Qiujin: “…”

Luo Shizhen turned around and got out of bed, found the thermometer in the medicine box and handed it to him.

"Here, take your temperature. If you have a fever, you need to take medicine immediately."

Lu Qiujin looked at the thermometer in front of her: "..."

He took it silently.

Luo Shizhen began to make the bed diligently again.

He is a very clean person. Not only does he take a shower and change clothes every day, he also has high requirements for the cleanliness of his bed.

When he was in No. 3 Middle School, his bed was so clean that the teacher praised him.

After Luo Shizhen carefully made the bed, the thermometer time was almost up. He asked Lu Qiujin to come over, and smiled a little happily:

"You don't have a fever."

"But you were injured today, so you still need to drink more water."

He wanted to get some water for Lu Qiujin, but Lu Qiujin wanted to get out of bed and said, "I can do it myself."

"It's okay. It's not a big deal to get some water. You're injured, so just rest up. I can help you with these little things."

As Luo Shizhen spoke, he poured him a glass of water and placed it on the bedside table on his side.

Lu Qiujin said thank you softly, and Luo Shizhen smiled at him.

He thought Luo Shizhen would go to bed next, but it turned out that Luo Shizhen was not idle at all. He moved his bedside table over and sorted out the various study materials, notes and stationery on it.

When he was almost done, he took a shower and washed his hair, then washed the dirty clothes he had taken off. He threw the outer clothes into the washing machine and washed the inner clothes by hand.

Luo Shizhen still remembered that he wanted to build a good relationship with Lu Qiujin. Lu Qiujin's arm was injured and it was inconvenient for her to move. He even came out to ask Lu Qiujin:

"Have you washed your clothes? If not, can I wash them for you?"

He had just finished taking a shower and was wearing pajamas with a childish black bear on them. Lu Qiujin vaguely remembered that Xiao Shan had asked him why he bought such childish clothes, and Luo Shizhen said that his grandmother bought them for him.

Grandma Luo actually didn't have the habit of wearing pajamas. In her eyes, long-sleeved shirts and long trousers were the same as pajamas and pants. But because Luo Shizhen was going to live in a boarding school, she was afraid that he would be looked down upon at school, so she specially bought him two sets of pajamas.

As a result, when Luo Shizhen just entered the first year of high school, he found out that his roommates didn’t wear pajamas either, they also wore long-sleeved shirts and long-pants.

But he still likes these two sets of pajamas very much, especially the black bear on them. His grandmother said that she bought them because she thought the bear looked very similar to Luo Shizhen.

I have been wearing them since my first year of high school. Of course, the pajamas are old, and even after being treated, they still pill. But they look very soft, and they look especially soft when worn by Luo Shizhen.

He just thought it was very comfortable to wear, but in Lu Qiujin's eyes, it was not the case.

In Lu Qiujin's eyes, Luo Shizhen was standing at the door, holding a towel with his fingertips that were red from the steam, wiping it carefully. His pair of bright black eyes seemed more moist than usual, and the way he looked at people seemed particularly focused.

A drop of water escaped before being caught by the towel, dripped along the end of the hair, fell to the chin, and then fell deep into the collar.

One can almost imagine how this drop of water will slide down the grooves of the chest and where it will fall.

Lu Qiujin's Adam's apple rolled.

Luo Shizhen didn't take the small drop of water seriously. He just wiped his head and looked at Lu Qiujin in confusion. She was staring at him but didn't say anything.

"Lu Qiujin?"

He waved his hand: "Do you have any laundry to do?"

"No, no."

When Lu Qiujin opened his mouth, he realized how dry his voice was. He quickly drank a sip of water to cover it up.

"Oh, then I'm going to go wash my clothes. If you want to go to bed, turn off the lights first and don't wait for me."

Luo Shizhen responded and closed the bathroom door.

Lu Qiujin drank several sips of water before she was able to suppress the dryness on her face.

He thought that the weather was indeed a bit hot, especially since Luo Shizhen had just taken a shower. When he opened the door, the mist coming out made it seem even hotter.

No wonder Xiao Shan and Chu Xiao both like Luo Shizhen. It would be disastrous if they saw this scene.

Lu Qiujin took another big sip of water.

When he came to his senses, he had already finished the glass of water.

Lu Qiujin got out of bed and poured some water herself, then thought that Luo Shizhen might want to drink when he came out, so she poured him a glass as well.

Seeing Luo Shizhen busily hanging out the clothes, with his hair still half-dry, Lu Qiujin couldn't help but say:

"Don't you want to blow dry your hair?"

Luo Shizhen laughed and waved his hands: "It's okay, it's hot now, I can do it myself."

"The air conditioner is on in the room. If you don't dry your hair, you'll catch a cold."

Lu Qiujin got out of bed again and naturally went to get her hair dryer: "Let me help you blow dry your hair."

How could Luo Shizhen let a wounded man help him blow dry his hair?

"No, your arm is still injured."

"One hand is enough to blow dry your hair." Lu Qiujin remained calm. "Besides, aren't we trying to build a relationship? I'll help you blow your hair, and that will help build a relationship."

Luo Shizhen thought about it and looked at his bandaged arm hesitantly, then sat down.

"Then if you feel tired, just tell me and I can blow it myself."

Lu Qiujin: "I'm in good health and don't get tired."

Luo Shizhen sat obediently and let him blow his hair.

Lu Qiujin lowered his eyes. From his perspective, he could see Luo Shizhen's white neck.

Luo Shizhen was very white, he had discovered it before.

This kind of white is not pale, but a healthy and bright white. Compared with the skin color on his face, those parts of Luo Shizhen that have not seen the sun for many years seem to be whiter.

There is a small mole on the lower side of the neck, covered by clothes, and it becomes faintly visible with the blowing of the hair dryer.

Lu Qiujin became engrossed as she watched.

Until Luo Shizhen suddenly turned around and looked at him: "Why are you putting your hand on my neck?"

Only then did Lu Qiujin realize that his injured hand had gently fallen on the neck of the person in front of him without him knowing when.

He pulled his hand back suddenly as if he had been electrocuted, only to feel that it seemed to be getting a little hot again due to the wind from the hair dryer.

"You have a mole on the back of your neck, it's quite nice."

Lu Qiujin regretted it the moment she said it. What kind of words were those?

If you don’t know him, you might think he is someone like Chu Xiao and Xiao Shan.

Luo Shizhen didn't notice the strangeness in his words. He was very happy to be praised, and he told Lu Qiujin with relish the origin of the small mole.

"I never had a mole on my body since I was a child. This mole happened when I fell and got stuck in the back of my neck with a pencil. After I took it out, I got a new mole."

Pencil stuck in the back of your neck?

Lu Qiujin himself didn't notice that his brows furrowed almost immediately:

"It's too dangerous. Didn't you go to the hospital?"

"No, I'm fine. I don't feel any pain or itching, and there's no bleeding. It's such a small matter. It would cost a lot of money to go to the hospital."

Luo Shi really didn't take it seriously. There weren't many rich families in their town, and the children were all raised in rough conditions. He wasn't the only one who had a pencil pierce his flesh.

Children, they want to play with everything around them.

Luo Shizhen's pencil was picked out by his grandmother. Two other classmates in the class didn't even have their pencils picked out. It didn't hurt at all and there was no impact.

Lu Qiujin's heart ached when she heard this.

All of a sudden, a little Luo Shizhen appeared in my mind. He was injured and couldn't go to the hospital because his family had no money.

"You need money? I have money."

He took out the card he had prepared earlier, which had 20 million yuan in it, and also took out another card of his own.

Lu Qiujin originally intended to use this card to hire someone.

Before he became alienated, he would definitely kill his entire family, but that alone would not satisfy Lu Qiujin's hatred.

So he decided to pay the clients to go to the Lu family grave in groups to dance every three, five, two, four, and six.

On Sundays, we hire someone who knows how to curse and have him curse at the grave all day long.

Since Luo Shi really needs money, give him the money first. If he wants to hire people to dance on the grave, he can earn more money later.

Lu Qiujin thought so subconsciously and added another sentence in her heart.

After all, he relies on Luo Shizhen for purification, so it is never too much to please him.

Luo Shizhen's ability to purify and be purified is something that cannot be bought with any amount of money. The money he gave is considered too little.

After thinking about it this way, Lu Qiujin felt even more justified.

He put two cards into Luo Shizhen's hands.

"There are 50 million here in total. You can use it first. If it's not enough, I will give you more later."

Luo Shizhen stared blankly at the two cards in front of him.

"ah?"