Chapter 134: Pretending to be pitiful
fever?
Xu Xiaoyue obviously didn't react.
Before she traveled through the book, she either didn't have a fever, or had a fever without knowing it, and it took a long time to recover.
I didn't expect that this physique was also brought here.
She thought she felt dizzy simply because she didn't get enough sleep, and didn't think she had a fever.
"You didn't just sit by my bed like this all day."
Xu Xiaoyue came back to her senses, shook her head and asked.
"no."
The man flatly denied it, and Xu Xiaoyue felt relieved.
Who knows if she would drool or talk in her sleep when she was half asleep? If Yan Ye just sat motionless beside the bed and waited for her to wake up, she would feel very stressed.
Seeing her relieved expression, Yan Ye knew that his answer was correct, but his eyes darkened.
He unbuttoned his coat, pushed the person inside, and lay down.
The man’s bed was very big, and Xu Xiaoyue didn’t feel crowded when she was pushed over. She stretched her foot down and kicked something hot.
Xu Xiaoyue was stunned for a moment, then she lifted the quilt and looked inside. The man had placed several hot water bottles in the quilt.
There were no hot water bottles in that era. When it was particularly cold in winter, most people would use the bottles left over from IV drips in the hospital, fill them with hot water, put a piece of clothing over them, and it would be a simple version of a hot water bottle.
Those who are slightly better off will go to a state-owned supermarket to buy a palm-sized kettle made of copper or aluminum, and cover it with a homemade woolen cover for insulation. Such a hot water bottle can keep you warm all night.
Xu Xiaoyue tentatively stretched out her foot to poke the hot water bottles underneath, which were round and neatly placed in a row.
No wonder she felt a little hot inside the quilt.
Seeing her curious look, Yan Ye smiled and asked, "You've never used it?"
Xu Xiaoyue shook her head. She had only used electric blankets and hot water bottles from later generations. As for old-fashioned things like hot water bottles, she had heard from her roommates when she was living in the school dormitory that the elderly in her family loved to use them.
"So what do you use in winter?"
He asked casually, and Xu Xiaoyue shook her head, "Nothing is useful, just warming the fire."
The man frowned. He had seen Xu Xiaoyue naked. The girl's whole body was tender and there was no frostbite on her hands and feet.
He had been to Xu Xiaoyue's hometown. Although the winter in the south was not as cold as that in the north, it was damp and bitterly cold.
Even if it is for warming yourself by the fire, the trees on the mountain are precious treasures in winter, and they are only lit a little in the morning and evening when it is really cold.
Her tender skin couldn't even survive a single winter and she would get seven or eight chilblains on her hands.
Yan Ye's eyelids twitched, and he easily figured out the logical relationship.
She was lying to him.
He paused before lying down, and felt that he was being too suspicious.
Xu Xiaoyue didn't realize that her slip of the tongue almost got her secrets exposed.
She pushed and retracted her feet, again and again applying the hot water bottle to the soles of her feet.
After playing for a while, she felt a pair of big hands restraining her waist. She reacted belatedly and glared at the person with her round eyes.
"Why are you sleeping in my bed?"
She spoke in a questioning tone, as if her territory was being invaded, and her cheeks were puffed up with anger, like a little pufferfish.
Yan Ye curled his lips and looked at her with an unreasonable look.
"Look carefully, this is my room, my bed."
"Oh, this is your bed."
"Then why am I in your bed? I want to go back to my own room."
As she spoke, she was about to get up despite her dizzy head, but Yan Ye held her down.
"Where are you going? You have a fever now. If you catch a cold, do you think your life will be too short?"
As he spoke, he did not retreat at all and firmly clamped the girl's slender waist with his big hands.
Xu Xiaoyue tilted her head and thought for a while. Although she didn't think she couldn't run around just because she had a fever, the quilt was soft and very hot, so she didn't want to move.
She thought for a long time with her eyes downcast, then looked at people with her moist eyes and said seriously.
"Then you can't come to bed with me. It's not right for men and women to touch each other."
Yan Ye didn't say anything, but reached out and pulled the quilt up again, "Baby, men and women shouldn't touch each other, that only applies to strangers. Do you think we need to take this relationship into consideration?"
When he asked this, Xu Xiaoyue was stunned.
Before she could react, Yan Ye said something to her. Xu Xiaoyue had a fever and her mind was confused, so she was actually convinced by him.
The man naturally lay down next to her, and did not do anything intimate as he took into consideration that the girl was still running a fever.
"Does it still hurt?"
He faced the man and asked.
"I got you some medicine."
Seeing that Xu Xiaoyue didn't react, he coughed and explained.
Yan Ye also knew that he took advantage of the drug he had taken to do something cruel last night.
As soon as she lifted the corner of her clothes at the waist, she could see two large palm prints on her slender waist. The inner thighs were red and purple and so swollen that they were unbearable to look at.
Although I feel pity for her, I don't feel much regret.
Call him cunning or a beast, it eventually happened.
After being reminded by him, Xu Xiaoyue finally reacted. The soreness in her waist felt much better and she even felt a cool sensation.
"So, you went out to buy medicine at that time?"
"Um."
Yan Ye nodded in acknowledgment that just that little bit of safflower oil could only provide some psychological comfort. He specifically went to a Western doctor to get this medicine.
He didn't mind the trouble of wiping, smearing and applying.
Xu Xiaoyue pursed her lips and tugged at the quilt with her fingers. Only then did she realize that she had misunderstood him.
She thought... Yan Ye turned and left because he didn't want to see those traces.
"What are you thinking about?"
Seeing that she didn't speak for a long time, with her eyes looking blankly somewhere, Yan Ye pulled her into his arms and asked in a low voice.
The two were so close that Xu Xiaoyue could touch the man with just her hand.
Not to mention that the room was so quiet, the man's voice seemed to be magnetic and penetrated into her ears.
Xu Xiaoyue rubbed her ears, feeling numb and tingling.
She closed her eyes, shrank her body down, and covered her blushing cheeks as if trying to cover up her own mistakes.
"Nothing to think about. I'm sleepy."
In order to show authenticity, Xu Xiaoyue even pretended to yawn.
After lunch in the afternoon, she slept until midnight. Yan Ye didn't believe that she was really sleepy and it was just a lie.
This was not the first or second time that she had deceived herself.
He curled his lips into a cold smile, looking magnanimous and not wanting to get to the bottom of the matter, but the hand holding the person unconsciously increased its strength.
Xu Xiaoyue pouted her lips, slapped her waist twice with her hands, and said angrily, "You strangled me."
She complained softly, sounding like she was acting like a spoiled brat.
Yan Ye closed his eyes, and seeing her aggrieved look, he sighed and relaxed a little.
She seemed to know how to act pitiful in order to attract his attention.
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