Chapter 161
Lu Xingyan tapped his notebook, his eyes full of seriousness, "Have you finished your homework?"
Song Zhiyou stiffened.
Bury it in your arms and create your own safe house.
Looking at Song Zhiyou's ostrich-like appearance.
Lu Xingyan's eyes paused. They are indeed a pair of brother and sister. They are exactly the same after doing bad things.
They are all the same. Once you cover your head and bury it, you think nothing is there.
He shook his head, but still let Song Zhiyou write words as big as an entire A4 paper.
Song Zhiyou's hands were sore from writing and her eyes were filled with grievance. She didn't even know those people, and they certainly didn't know her either.
Why did I let her write it? I really don’t like it, but it was Goff who asked her to write it.
She sniffed and looked at Lu Xingyan, who was writing non-stop next to her. She poked his sensitive waist, and Lu Xingyan shuddered and glared at Song Zhiyou. "What's wrong?"
Song Zhiyou slowly handed over the paper in his hand, "I'm done."
Lu Xingyan was silent.
He seemed to have some idea why Song Zhiyou wrote so fast. This A4 paper was filled with eight big characters, each of which was very distinctive. Lu Xingyan rubbed his eyebrows with a headache, and met Song Zhiyou's big eyes that were longing for rest. He also knew that he couldn't push him too hard. If he went on strike and stopped learning, something bad would happen.
"Go and have fun."
Lu Xingyan quietly put away the A4 paper in his hand and waited for Song Linye to get up and let Song Linye deal with it.
Little did he know that Song Linye was already fast asleep at this moment, and he had kicked the quilt under the bed.
The whole person was curled up with a frown on his face.
He muttered softly, "Wife."
At about 9:30 in the evening, Lu Xingyan walked up to Song Zhiyou and stretched out his hand. Song Zhiyou cleverly put his other hand on it and looked at Lu Xingyan with round eyes.
Lu Xingyan chuckled and said, "I don't want your hand. Just give me the phone in your other hand."
Song Zhiyou wanted to play dumb and get away with it, but Lu Xingyan was not easy to appease.
In the end, he handed over the things obediently, with reluctance in his eyes.
"Mobile phone, wait for me, I will rescue you tomorrow."
Lu Xingyan: ...
"Okay, let's talk about tomorrow tomorrow."
Lu Xingyan couldn't understand why Song Zhiyou, who couldn't speak Mandarin and could write Chinese characters, had a higher level of musical notes than him.
I sighed, who knows what these kids are thinking.
After sorting out the information below, Lu Xing stretched and went upstairs.
He skillfully opened the master bedroom door.
Lu Xingyan walked into the bathroom with his body straight, without noticing anything wrong with Song Linye lying on the bed.
After taking a shower, I hummed a tune comfortably.
I walked to the bed and was about to look for the quilt when I saw a corner of the quilt with the cat in it in the corner of the floor.
Lu Xingyan frowned. This Song Linye never slept well every night.
Just as he was about to pick up the quilt, he paused and looked at Song Linye's abnormal face.
I feel terrible.
He looked at Song Linye with a frown, reached out and touched his head, panicked, and quickly took out the thermometer to take Song Linye's temperature.
Then he took the quilt and wrapped the person up.
Seven minutes later, Lu Xingyan fell into deep thought as he watched the mercury on the thermometer soar to 4 billion degrees.
Call the school doctor immediately.
Five minutes later, the doctor's sister teased, "God of Study, if you let me in, aren't you afraid that Song Linye will be jealous?"
Lu Xingyan, "Don't worry, he will either get jealous or go have tea with the King of Hell."
The doctor's mouth twitched, and when she saw that Song Linye had a high fever of 42 degrees, her eyes widened. "No, God of Study, you are so fancy."
Facing the doctor's condemning gaze, Lu Xingyan said:...
I can’t explain it even if I have a mouth.
Just don't say it directly.
"How is he now?"
The doctor thought for a moment and asked, "Do you want to get better quickly or slowly?"
"hurry up."
The doctor nodded and said, "Okay, hold Song Linye down first, and then I'll give him an injection."
Lu Xingyan was puzzled, "Is he difficult to press?"
The doctor nodded, thinking back to when Song Linye was doing the physical examination and kept calling "Sister, Sister" in the classroom just to avoid the injection, "A little bit."
Lu Xingyan was fully armed and held down Song Linye's legs with one hand, forcing him to sit on his lower back.
The doctor sister exclaimed "Wow" and said that she was playing with flowers.
Look at how silky it is, it looks like he's had a lot of fun with it.
Suddenly feeling the pressure of the thousand-jin tripod coming down and almost suffocating him, Song Linye frowned, opened his eyes a little, and accidentally saw Lu Xingyan's back, and said, "I can't hold it anymore, wife, I feel so uncomfortable."
Lu Xingyan was still immersed in the scene of Song Linye being afraid of needles. When he heard someone calling him, he replied perfunctorily.
"Oh, I see. Then don't look at it."
Song Linye heard Lu Xingyan's voice and said obediently, "Okay, I understand. I won't watch it now."
After saying that, he closed his eyes.
Seeing Song Linye being so well-behaved, the doctor sister was almost overwhelmed and didn't know what the world was.
After the injection, he told me some precautions and then left.
Lu Xingyan looked at the mess on the bed.
He sighed and carried the person back to his room.
Smelling the strong fragrance of roses, Song Linye's brows no longer frowned. Instead, he relaxed and rubbed the bed happily.
Seeing that he wasn't afraid at all, Lu Xingyan shouted, "Stop!"
Song Linye immediately stopped what he was doing, hummed twice, and then fell silent.
In the middle of the night, Lu Xingyan got up to take someone's temperature.
Thirty-seven degrees one.
Quite normal.
I looked at the time and it was already four o'clock in the evening.
I was speechless. Song Linye, are you sincere? You didn't have a fever in the morning or in the evening. You had to wait until I was sleeping to give me a fever of 42, and now it has gone down again.
She threw the pillow as a punishment, tore open the quilt and screamed, then directly and unceremoniously placed the pillow on Song Linye's arm.
The next morning, Song Linye opened his eyes in a daze. He had a nightmare. He dreamed that he was pressed on the Five Finger Mountain. Then the man not only pressed him down, but also poked him with Sun Wukong's golden cudgel. Not only that, he finally escaped, but someone pressed his vitals and his arm was almost broken.
Song Linye opened his eyes and was thinking, trying to raise his arm, but found that he was too weak to lift it?
It seems like it's being pressed down by something.
He slowly moved his head to the side, "!"
It’s my wife.
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