Chapter 14 Do you have a fever?
Jiang Wangyue tried to enter a string of numbers on the terminal.
【The password was entered incorrectly, please re-enter it. 】
It’s not the original owner’s birthday.
Jiang Wangyue scratched his head. There were not many important nodes in the original owner's memory. It couldn't be the time when the laboratory was destroyed, right?
The federal military had no specific records of that thing, and since the original owner was rescued while unconscious, it was even more impossible for him to know.
Jiang Wangyue sat cross-legged on the carpet and thought for a long time. Suddenly, he reached out and opened the drawer of the desk and found his student ID card of the Central Military Academy.
"Student number 427-719..."
When she clicked the last number, the terminal screen suddenly went dark and then lit up again after a moment.
【Restart successful, welcome back. 】
The terminal looked no different after restarting. Jiang Wangyue looked through it carefully but didn't find any diaries or encrypted files.
So this thing is just like the stupid phone she had in her previous life, where she has to re-enter the password every 72 hours, to prevent her from getting Alzheimer's at a young age?
Throwing the student ID back into the drawer, Jiang Wangyue supported his chin and looked out the window.
The look in the little girl's eyes in the experimental cabin made her heart feel a little tight. Jiang Wangyue could understand why she saw the young original owner deep in the spiritual sea of this body, but she could not understand why the other party said long time no see.
It’s impossible that the original owner’s consciousness is still there, right?
Jiang Wangyue quickly shook his head.
She'd better not scare herself.
My stomach, which hadn't eaten for a day, protested at this time.
Jiang Wangyue simply stood up and walked downstairs.
Afraid of disturbing Lan Xue who lived on the first floor, Jiang Wangyue tiptoed through the living room and into the kitchen.
But as soon as her hand touched the refrigerator, she heard a suppressed gasp.
Jiang Wangyue was suddenly startled. Was there a thief in the house?
She slowly withdrew her hand and wanted to open the terminal to send a message to Lan Xue.
At this moment, a hot body suddenly came up from behind.
Jiang Wangyue raised his elbow and thrust it back without hesitation, but the other party grabbed his arm tightly.
"Female Master..." Jiang Wangyue was surprised by the slightly hoarse voice, but she immediately let down her guard.
It’s Lan Xue.
Feeling the scorching heat coming from him, Jiang Wangyue couldn't help but ask worriedly, "Lanxue, do you have a fever? You're so hot."
"fever?"
Lan Xue repeated it softly, then tightened her grip around Jiang Wangyue's waist, chuckled, and said, "Yes, mistress, I have a fever. Can you help me?"
Jiang Wangyue moved uncomfortably and was about to say something, but froze in place when he noticed something strange behind him.
Jiang Wangyue finally realized what was going on. What fever was it? She thought the big cat was...sick.
The hem of his shirt was gently lifted, and the moment the hot big hand touched his slightly cool skin, Jiang Wangyue trembled violently.
"I'm telling you..."
Before Jiang Wangyue finished her words, the hand clasped around her waist pulled slightly, and the two of them were instantly facing each other.
His lower back was pressed against the cold cooking counter, and Jiang Wangyue's breathing suddenly became rapid when Lan Xue's hot body pressed against him again.
The subtle sound of clothes rubbing against each other was infinitely amplified in the silent environment.
Lan Xue's eyes, which were originally as blue as the deep sea, were now filled with uncontrollable desire, which made people feel weak all over.
Jiang Wangyue subconsciously retracted her hand as if she was suddenly burned by a pair of hot pliers.
Lan Xue suddenly groaned, her Adam's apple rolling up and down rapidly, suppressing the heat in her chest that was about to erupt.
He lowered his head and eyes, then gently and solemnly kissed the lips that were as soft as he had imagined.
The lingering and eager breath exchanged between the two people's lips and teeth, containing some kind of unspeakable heat.
The rapidly rising body temperature and Lan Xue's increasingly aggressive plundering made Jiang Wangyue feel a little dizzy.
I don’t know who turned on the switch of the sink. The sound of running water suddenly rang out in the quiet and dark kitchen, and also brought Jiang Wangyue back to his senses.
Raising her weak hand, Jiang Wangyue gently pushed Lan Xue, and the latter reluctantly let her go.
Their foreheads touched, their warm breath sprayed on each other's faces, and they each calmed their pounding heartbeats.
Lan Xue held her hand tightly, interlocking their fingers.
The cold moonlight shone through the glass onto the ground, illuminating the shame and anger in Jiang Wangyue's eyes.
She stared at Lan Xue's slender neck in front of her and couldn't help but bite it.
Lan Xue hissed softly, but just raised her hand and gently patted Jiang Wangyue's back to comfort her.
Jiang Wangyue didn't open his mouth until he smelled a faint smell of blood.
"Still having a fever?"
Jiang Wangyue scared herself when she opened her mouth.
Is this soft yet slightly hoarse voice the only kind of sound she can make?
Lan Xue was holding Jiang Wangyue's waist and pulling her into her arms, fearing that she would fall because of her weak legs.
Hearing her question at this time, he was stunned at first, then lowered his head slightly, his shoulders shook slightly, and he chuckled.
"The fever is gone. The queen will definitely be a good doctor in the future."
Jiang Wangyue gritted his teeth and wanted to bite someone again.
Lan Xue also knew when to stop, so she took her hand and washed it carefully, and then carried her to the sofa.
He knelt on one knee to help Jiang Wangyue tidy up the hair around her face, and asked with a smile: "Do you want to take a shower first, or eat first?"
Jiang Wangyue looked at him resentfully, "You still know I haven't eaten? Just starve me to death."
"Don't dare, I'll go cook now."
When Lan Xue stood up and prepared to go back to the kitchen, Jiang Wangyue reached out and hooked his fingers.
"Forget it, just grab some nutrient solution and don't bother."
"good."
Biting the peach-flavored nutrient solution, Jiang Wangyue waved to Lan Xue.
The latter approached without any precautions, and was caught off guard by her collar. He stumbled and quickly supported himself on the back of the sofa, barely able to steady himself.
Jiang Wangyue's cold fingertips touched Lan Xue's forehead, and his mental power penetrated directly into the place where their skin touched.
Lan Xue was shocked to find that her originally restless spiritual sea had gradually calmed down.
In contrast, Jiang Wangyue's face quickly turned pale.
"Mastress!"
Lan Xue quickly reached out and hugged Jiang Wangyue's shaking body, with uncontrollable heartache in her eyes.
"Why are you doing this..."
The little bit of mental energy that he had accumulated with great difficulty was completely used up, but Jiang Wangyue's eyes were unusually bright.
She gently pulled Lan Xue's long hair that hung on her chest, and the bright smile on her face was deeply imprinted in Lan Xue's heart.
She said, “It’s good to be able to help you.”
Lan Xue leaned over and hugged Jiang Wangyue tightly.
He placed a gentle kiss on her cheek, without any hint of lust.
"thank you."
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