Chapter 73 Song Yinxi is also sick
Duan Jinchi froze, his dark eyes fixed on her.
Song Yinxi gently nudged him, and he leaned back in response, his voice sounding aggrieved, "So you're going to leave someone at the hotel today?"
He looked at her with those pitiful eyes again.
It's just a minor cold; he's not going to die.
What a scoundrel!
He wanted to cling to her.
Song Yinxi deliberately revealed a wicked smile, "Yes, that's right, I am such a ruthless scumbag."
A woman who's all bark and no bite!
Duan Jinchi looked aggrieved. "Let me stay with you."
She resolutely refused, "No!"
"I will wear a mask."
He should wear one right now!
Being so close, Song Yinxi was genuinely worried that she might inhale the virus.
"Wife~" Duan Jinchi trailed off, "Please, please..."
"No, I'm not traveling alone. You should rest." Song Yinxi got up. "Go lie down, I'll order breakfast."
"Thank you, honey."
He doesn't sleep.
Song Yinxi went to wash up, and Duan Jinchi quietly left.
When she came out, she saw Duan Jinchi had changed his clothes and was sitting at the dining table, looking clean and tidy.
Even when someone is sick, a peacock still displays its tail feathers!
Dress yourself up to look handsome and stylish.
He was probably afraid of not getting her attention!
Duan Jinchi stood up and pulled out a dining chair, looking very gentlemanly. "Wife, breakfast is here. Come and eat."
Song Yinxi walked over slowly, "It seems you've recovered quite well."
"It's all thanks to my wife taking such good care of me."
"Duan Jinchi, it's time to get out of character." Song Yinxi sat down, her eyes reminding him to stop calling her "wife."
If I don't let him call me "wife," am I supposed to call him "friends with benefits"?
That would sound so strange!
I can't bring myself to say it.
Song Yinxi asked casually, "When did you find out I was faking it?"
“I was right there when you confessed to Zhuang Weifeng, and I heard it all clearly,” Duan Jinchi said excitedly. “Wife, I could tell that you didn’t want to confess yet, so I didn’t expose you.”
Song Yinxi laughed speechlessly, "So, when I was banging my head against the wall at home and in the swimming pool, trying to regain my memories, you wouldn't let me. You did it on purpose!!"
Duan Jinchi tactically drank water.
right.
That's how it is...
"Duan Jinchi, you're really—" Song Yinxi glared at him, "So annoying, eat your breakfast and get out of here."
The thought of Duan Jinchi watching her act and secretly laughing filled Song Yinxi with a nameless anger.
I shouldn't have interfered with Duan Jinchi last night!
He should be thrown out!
They also gave him medicine.
They even brought him to his bedside and let him sleep in his own bed.
She spent the night feeling wronged and pitiful, huddled on the sofa.
She's so soft-hearted.
"Wife~" Duan Jinchi said softly, trying to sound weak, "Can you forgive me?"
Song Yinxi calmly ate her breakfast, ignoring him.
forgive?
Forgive him for deceiving her, or forgive him for the things he said back then.
Seeing that she was silent, Duan Jinchi obediently ate his meal.
At least... not making your wife angry is the right thing to do.
After finishing her meal, Song Yinxi said coldly, "I'm leaving. Have the cleaning staff come in and clean the place. Change all the bedding; there are viruses on it."
Duan Jinchi nodded obediently, "Okay, wife, you go ahead and do your work. I'll wait for you in the room."
"Why don't you go back to Jingzhou?" Song Yinxi suggested.
"Wife, I'm weak and can't walk," Duan Jinchi said, coughing a few times.
Song Yinxi turned and ran.
Refund! Refund! Refund!
Viruses, stay away!!
She didn't want to catch a cold.
Waaaaah...
When you're down on your luck, even drinking cold water can cause problems.
The more you try to avoid something, the more likely it is to happen.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Song Yinxi, dragging her ailing body, pushed open the door to the spacious and bright room. On the coffee table was a bunch of pink lychees, but even more eye-catching than the pink lychees was Duan Jinchi lying lazily on the sofa listening to music.
Being sick was already unpleasant, and I was already upset. Seeing this scene only made me more upset!
"Cough cough!"
"Cough cough..."
Duan Jinchi rushed over in a flash, "Wife! You're sick..."
Song Yinxi raised her hand, "Stay away from me!"
Duan Jinchi walked forward until she placed her palm on his body before stopping. "Why are you wearing a mask? It's so uncomfortable. Let me take it off for you."
"don't want!"
Duan Jinchi slowly leaned closer, "I'm not better yet, so I'm not afraid of catching it from you. We're both patients."
How dare he say that!
Who is responsible for her illness today?
It's all because we were in the same space last night.
If it weren't for Duan Jinchi, she wouldn't have gotten sick!
Song Yinxi punched his chest, and he grabbed her wrist. He brought his handsome face close and gently removed her mask.
"Duan Jinchi, you asked for this! You were almost fully recovered."
She seemed to see a smirk flash in Duan Jinchi's eyes, but it was too fast for her to see clearly. His face was very close, and his warm lips pressed down, conquering and engulfing her.
Has Duan Jinchi gone mad?
Song Yinxi pushed him away forcefully, coughed a few times, and said, "Do you want to die?"
I'll die with you!
"Duan Jinchi, did your fever last night make you lose your mind?" Song Yinxi asked weakly. "If you keep doing this, we'll both get sick. Who will take care of us?"
Duan Jinchi was stunned on the spot, "Wife, I'll take care of you!"
Song Yinxi rolled her eyes. "Is this how you take care of me? Making me stand at the door!"
Duan Jinchi scooped her up in his arms and carried her quickly to the bedroom, where he gently placed her on the bed.
The bed sheets and duvet covers were all changed according to Song Yinxi's instructions.
Song Yinxi lay in bed and said, "I want to drink some porridge."
"good!"
"Asleep..."
"Take your medicine!"
Song Yinxi pulled the blanket over herself, completely covering herself.
Duan Jinchi stared at the bulge on the bed, never expecting that Song Yinxi, who was so strong-willed, would have such a hard time taking her medication.
He learned more about Song Yinxi.
He gently patted Song Yinxi, "I'll stay with you, we'll take it together, taking medicine isn't difficult."
"I won't eat—"
"Baby~" Duan Jinchi leaned down and leaned closer, "Don't cover yourself with the blanket when you're sick, you need to breathe fresh air."
"Come out~"
"Baby~"
Duan Jinchi called her gently while quietly pulling back the covers and saw her hair.
So cute!!
(*▽*)
His wife is absolutely adorable!
“If you don’t take the medicine, you’ll have to get a shot in your butt, baby. I don’t want anyone to see your bottom. Do you want that?” Duan Jinchi said in a low voice. “Take the medicine, take a nap, and you’ll be fine soon.”
"I don't want to take medicine, and I don't want to get injections—"
Song Yinxi's head popped out, her cheeks flushed, her hair disheveled, and her watery eyes looking at him pitifully. Her voice was hoarse as she accused him, "Duan Jinchi, it's all your fault—"
It's all his fault.
It's all his fault.
"It's my fault, it's my fault, so I have to take responsibility for you and take care of you until you get better." Duan Jinchi gently stroked her hair. "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
"It's because of you... that I got infected." Song Yinxi glared at him.
So cute!!
Even when she's glaring at people, she's so cute.
I really want to pinch my wife's cheeks.
"I'm sorry." Duan Jinchi kissed her forehead.
"Don't touch me~" Song Yinxi said weakly.
"I couldn't resist," Duan Jinchi chuckled.
"Are you still laughing?"
Song Yinxi really wanted to punch him a few times.
"Stop laughing!"
Duan Jinchi turned around to get the medicine. He had asked Song Yinxi to take care of him in the middle of the night yesterday, and he could take good care of Song Yinxi today.
Song Yinxi looked at the medicine, her brows furrowed. "I won't take it. There's no sugar."
Duan Jinchi put down the medicine. "Then... drink the powder."
He had made preparations for both possibilities in advance.
"This isn't bitter."
Fortunately, I finished my work today.
Workaholics can't stand having to miss work because they're sick.
Song Yinxi finished the whole thing in one go, her mouth feeling bitter.
The thought that she had contracted the disease because of Duan Jinchi made her glare at him again.
"Baby~"
Song Yinxi burrowed into the covers, "I'm not your baby!"
"You are," Duan Jinchi patted her gently, "You should get some sleep first."
He went downstairs to buy porridge.
He turned to leave, but his wrist was suddenly grabbed.
Duan Jinchi's heart was pounding.
He slowly turned around, "Wife..."
Song Yinxi murmured with her eyes closed, "Stay with me."
I felt embarrassed when I opened my eyes and looked at him.
She's such a strong-willed person, she really doesn't want to bow down in front of her mortal enemy.
But right now she wants someone to be with her...
It feels so bad to be all alone.
Duan Jinchi quickly took off his suit pants and crawled into bed, also grabbing his phone along the way.
My wife just said she wanted to drink porridge.
Order one.
No.
Order a few more.
My wife can have whatever porridge she wants.
Song Yinxi, who had been so aggressive just moments before, now snuggled into his arms and pressed her limbs against him.
She held his legs and hugged his waist, but wouldn't sleep. She just whimpered and moved around, coughing occasionally.
Duan Jinchi touched her forehead; it was a little hot.
He looked worried and gently patted Song Yinxi's back, "Can't you sleep?"
"My throat hurts..."
Song Yinxi didn't want to talk anymore, so she buried her face in his chest and said, "It's all your fault, it's all your fault..."
"Mmm, mmm, mmm, it's all my fault, it's all my fault, I'll take full responsibility..."
Duan Jinchi paused, lowered his head to touch the top of her head, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Baby, what are you doing?"
"Nothing was done..."
Song Yinxi slipped her right hand under the hem of his shirt and lingered against his waist and abdomen.
It's already like this...
She actually said she didn't do anything?!
“Baby…” Duan Jinchi’s voice trembled, “You’re sick right now, it’s not suitable for you to…”
Song Yinxi seemed not to hear, continuing to touch him incessantly.
"Baby……"
Duan Jinchi's voice was extremely hoarse, "It really won't work..."
"Didn't you say that sweating would make you feel much better?" Song Yinxi looked up at him. "You... said you would take responsibility."
“There are many ways to sweat, this won’t do.” Duan Jinchi suppressed his aroused desire. “Once you’re better, you can do whatever you want, okay?”
It's pointless.
She just wanted to tease Duan Jinchi.
Once Duan Jinchi agreed, she said she was going to sleep.
Unexpectedly...
He actually refused.
He's still a human being, at least.
"Then I'll touch it..." Song Yinxi said softly.
"You can touch it, touch it as much as you want..." Duan Jinchi regretted his words as soon as he finished speaking.
She didn't say she wanted to touch that spot!!!
Bad woman!
Bad woman!
She's sick and she's still bothering him!
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