143 Bedmates
Xie Yaoyao closed her eyes, placed her hand on his shoulder, and tried to push him away.
But the man's excessively high body temperature burned her, causing her to pull her hand back.
Summer clothes are thin, and Xie Yaoyao could feel his breath on her waist and abdomen was scalding hot.
She looked down at him.
His eyes were slightly closed, and his normally pale skin was now flushed with an unusual blush.
Xie Yaoyao quickly reached out and placed her hand on his forehead.
"It's so hot!" she exclaimed, quickly pushing him away and examining his face closely.
"Mr. Huo, are you sick? Should we go to the hospital?"
Huo Yanxi frowned slightly in displeasure. "You're so cold. I want to hold you."
Her deep voice seemed to carry a hint of coquetry.
Xie Yaoyao now finally understands the true value of the saying that "a man who knows how to be charming has the best life."
Even with her cold heart, she couldn't just leave him alone.
"Mr. Huo, don't use your illness as an excuse to act spoiled. Even if you don't want to go to the hospital, you still need to take your medicine."
"You're burning up, you must have a fever. I'll get a thermometer to take your temperature."
Xie Yaoyao reached out and pushed him away.
Huo Yanxi was probably really sick; he didn't have the strength to fight back against her, and he leaned back on the sofa.
The sofa was left by the previous owner and it's been a while.
Xie Yaoyao laid a cartoon-patterned sofa cover on it, and now Huo Yanxi is leaning against it.
She looked at him for a moment, then turned to look for the first-aid kit.
She had asked someone to put everything away, and she wasn't very familiar with the place. By the time she found the first-aid kit, Huo Yanxi seemed to have fallen asleep again.
She took out the thermometer and forcefully flung the mercury column back to its starting point.
She always keeps a mercury thermometer at home, because she feels that electronic ear thermometers and the like are inaccurate, and that the most basic mercury thermometer is more accurate.
Seeing that the temperature had dropped below 35 degrees Celsius, she stood in front of Huo Yanxi.
"Mr. Huo, Mr. Huo, wake up! Please put the thermometer under your armpit and take your temperature."
Huo Yanxi didn't open his eyes, but simply raised his arm.
This means he wants Xie Yaoyao to help him measure.
Xie Yaoyao was speechless for a long time. Unable to wake up someone who was pretending to be asleep, she had no choice but to lift his arm with one hand and pull his shirt out of his trousers with the other.
His shirt was quite fitted, and even through the thin fabric, you could see his firm chest muscles.
Xie Yaoyao knelt on one knee on the sofa, supporting her entire weight.
She pulled her clothes out and placed the thermometer under his armpit.
Her shirt was fitted, and she inevitably touched his burning skin, making the back of her hand go numb.
Her hand trembled, and she almost dropped the thermometer.
She blushed and whispered, "I didn't mean to take advantage of you."
Xie Yaoyao quickly put the thermometer under his armpit and then put his arm down.
Afraid that he would drop the thermometer, she had no choice but to hold his arm.
Now it's not appropriate for her to kneel on the sofa anymore, as her back and waist ache.
She sat down on the sofa and picked up her phone to check her messages.
Principal Yang sent several messages in the class teacher group about the meeting to be held tomorrow.
In addition, within the grade level, the grade director asked all subject teachers to prepare materials for the professional title evaluation next month.
In short, nothing ever stops.
Xie Yaoyao saw that it was almost time, but this time she didn't reach into Huo Yanxi's clothes to get the thermometer.
She simply lifted his arm, and the thermometer fell off by itself.
She picked it up and looked at it, muttering, "38.8, not a very high fever, let's give him fever-reducing medicine."
Huo Yanxi used to be as strong as an ox, rarely got sick, and even when he did, he wouldn't go to the hospital.
She went to the medicine cabinet, found ibuprofen, and poured a glass of warm water.
She called him, but couldn't wake him up for a long time, so she reached out and patted his cheek.
The man immediately pressed his face against her palm and said in a hoarse voice, "Wife, you smell so good."
Xie Yaoyao suspected that he was deliberately flirting with her because he was sick.
She pulled her hand back, her cheeks burning hot. "Take your medicine, get some sleep and sweat it out, and your fever will break tomorrow."
Huo Yanxi slightly opened his eyes, but instead of taking the medicine she offered, he opened his mouth and waited for her to feed him.
Xie Yaoyao was truly impressed.
"Are you three years old, Huo?" Xie Yaoyao complained as she fed him the medicine and then held the water glass to his thin lips.
Huo Yanxi took a sip of water from her hand and swallowed the pill.
Xie Yaoyao handed over the water glass again, saying, "Drink all the water."
Huo Yanxi obediently finished the water in his glass and mumbled to Xie Yaoyao, "Thank you, wife. You're so good to me."
Xie Yaoyao: "..."
There's just no way to deal with this person.
"Go sleep in your room. The sofa is too short; it won't be comfortable for you to lie on."
The sofa is 1.5 meters long, while Huo Yanxi is nearly 1.9 meters tall, so the sofa can't accommodate him.
Huo Yanxi suddenly opened his eyes, "Sleep with you?"
Xie Yaoyao: "..."
He couldn't possibly sleep with her, but he also wouldn't let him sleep with Yu Bao.
"Go sleep in my room."
Huo Yanxi's eyes lit up; this time he was truly obedient. "Okay, wife, I'll wait for you in bed."
Xie Yaoyao: "..."
Who wants him waiting for him in bed?
Huo Yanxi got up and went to Xie Yaoyao's room. Xie Yaoyao looked at him like a wolf in sheep's clothing and truly regretted her soft heart.
She sat on the sofa for a while before getting up to go to the bathroom to wash up.
The house is less than 100 square meters, a small and exquisite apartment, with only one bathroom.
But the space is also much larger than the old apartment I rented in the old tenement building.
She took a shower, wrapped herself in a towel, and came out. Thinking that Huo Yanxi must have already fallen asleep, she tiptoed into the bedroom to get her pajamas.
Huo Yanxi, who was lying in bed, was not asleep and made a sound when he heard the noise.
"Honey, are you ready?"
Xie Yaoyao was startled, and the bath towel wrapped around her almost fell off.
"Why aren't you asleep yet?" she said irritably.
Huo Yanxi's voice sounded slightly aggrieved, "I was waiting for you to go to sleep."
Xie Yaoyao rolled her eyes in the dim light and said, "Go to sleep. I washed my hair and need to dry it."
Huo Yanxi suddenly sat up and said, "Let me blow-dry your hair. I love blow-drying your hair the most."
"Mr. Huo, if you're possessed by a ghost, please wink at me."
What's his situation?
Did a temperature of 38.8 degrees Celsius damage his brain? This doesn't fit his previous aloof persona at all.
Huo Yanxi got up and walked over.
Xie Yaoyao was quite frightened. The room was dark, but the light coming in from the window was enough for her to see.
She was only wrapped in a bath towel, and now she could only clutch her collar tightly.
"Huo Yanxi, what are you doing up instead of sleeping? Ah... don't come any closer..."
The next second, Huo Yanxi reached out and hugged her, his chin brushing against her hair, but she didn't feel any wetness.
"Honey, lying isn't good."
Xie Yaoyao raised her foot to kick him, "Have you lost your mind? Let go of me right now."
Huo Yanxi suddenly picked her up, and Xie Yaoyao kicked off her slippers while struggling.
Huo Yanxi pretended not to see her, walked to the 1.8-meter-long bed, and threw her onto the bed.
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