Chapter 84: Physical Cooling

Shi Yang grabbed Youzi's neck, lifted it aside, and then sat up from the bed.

Yuzi meowed and crawled into Shi Yang's arms again, stepping on his thighs with its two fat little paws, feeling so comfortable that its eyes narrowed.

This little fat cat changes his mind so quickly. He ignored him the day before yesterday, but now he is eagerly coming to him.

lick cat.

Shi Yang's mouth twitched slightly and he rubbed Youzi's head. Aren't you ashamed of stepping on breasts at such a big age?

It was almost eleven o'clock in the morning. Shi Yang had slept for six or seven hours and had taken medicine and received intravenous drip last night. He felt much better now.

My head is no longer dizzy or nauseous, my chest is no longer stuffy, and my whole body feels refreshed.

Shi Yang scratched his messy hair, glanced around, and found that he was still sleeping in Qin Yanchuan's bedroom.

He occupied the only bed in the bedroom, so where did Qin Yanchuan sleep in the second half of the night?

Hmm? Something seems wrong.

Shi Yang looked down at the pajamas he was wearing, his body stiffened for two seconds, and his brain briefly stopped thinking, and at the same time put the previous question behind him.

He remembered that he was wearing dog-head pajamas last night, but how come they turned into pig-head pajamas now?

Changed?

Just at this moment, there were two knocks on the door outside. Shi Yang was still thinking.

The door was ajar. Qin Qian, who was standing outside the door, saw that no one responded and thought that Shi Yang had not woken up yet, so he pushed the door open silently.

He walked in and saw Shi Yang leaning on his uncle's bed, with his head down and brows furrowed, not knowing what he was thinking.

And Youzi was nestling in Shi Yang's arms, snoring and stepping on the milk.

Qin Zhuo pursed his lips, walked to the bed with his long legs, and said in a hoarse and somewhat stiff voice: "I heard that you had a fever last night."

Shi Yang came back to his senses a little and nodded dazedly, "Yes."

"Brother Qin Zhu, you..."

"I'm here to look for a cat."

Before Shi Yang finished speaking, Qin Qi explained it in advance.

He took a step forward, bent down and held Yuzu in his arms. The little fat cat struggled a few times unwillingly, but became quiet after a cold look from his owner.

After Qin Tian found the cat, he did not leave immediately.

He stood by the bed holding the cat for a while, then suddenly sat down on the bed without saying a word. He then reached out his hand to Shi Yang without saying a word and touched his forehead with the back of his hand.

After touching it, he touched his forehead again, as if for comparison.

But it was obvious that he didn't make the comparison, so he reached out to touch Shi Yang's forehead again, and then touched his own, and then he came to the conclusion: "It's still a little hot."

When he was talking and doing things, Master Qin still had that expressionless cool face of his.

Shi Yang walked down the hill and nodded sickly, "Yeah, I'm still feeling bad. Brother Qin Zhuan, let me lean on your shoulder."

As soon as he finished speaking, he moved over, tilted his head, and leaned on Qin Zhu's shoulder.

Qin Zhuo's body stiffened slightly for a moment, but he did not push Shi Yang's head away.

He felt Shi Yang's warm breath on his neck, which brought a slight tingling sensation.

"Why are you sleeping in my uncle's room?"

"I vomited on the floor last night and made my bedroom dirty, so Uncle Qin let me sleep here."

Hearing this, Qin Qi remained silent again.

My uncle is not a casual person. He likes to be alone and quiet, doesn't like to be disturbed, and has a strong sense of territory.

The servants in the house were usually not allowed to go up to the third floor, and the bedroom had always been taken care of by housekeeper Liang alone.

My uncle would not easily let someone enter his bedroom or even sleep in his bed.

Qin Zhuo stroked the cat in his arms from time to time, and suddenly asked in a low voice: "Why don't you look for me?"

Shi Yang uttered an "ah" and didn't hear clearly what Qin Qi said.

He looked up. "What?"

"Nothing."

Shi Yang looked at Qin Zhuo suspiciously for a few more times, but without leaning his head back, he lowered his head, touched his stomach, and muttered, "I'm a little hungry."

"What do you want to eat?"

Shi Yang shook his head and sighed sadly, "But I have no appetite. I don't want to eat anything."

"I'll have someone cook you some porridge."

"That's fine."

Qin Zhuo stood up holding Yuzi and was about to go out, but after taking two steps, he suddenly stopped.

He didn't turn around, but turned his back to Shi Yang, and reminded him calmly, "Uncle doesn't like others to disturb his private space."

"Really?"

"Um."

"Then I'll go back to my room now."

After Shi Yang finished speaking, he threw back the quilt, got out of bed, and when he looked down, he found that he was not wearing slippers.

Last night, Qin Yanchuan carried him directly from the bed and he was not wearing any shoes at all.

This was not a problem, Shi Yang stepped barefoot on the floor directly. Who knew that Qin Qi suddenly turned around, frowned coldly, and reminded him: "You are not well yet, you can't walk barefoot."

Shi Yang sat back on the bed, "Then..."

Qin Yu: "I..."

"Why don't you lend me your slippers?"

Qin Zhuo swallowed what he was about to say, then took off his shoes and placed them at Shi Yang's feet.

At this moment, footsteps were suddenly heard outside, and then the door was pushed open.

Qin Yanchuan came in from outside holding a bowl of porridge that was emitting heat and fragrance.

Seeing the scene inside, he paused for a moment and then continued walking inside.

"Xiaozhou, you are here too."

Qin Qi called out "Uncle," "I'm here to see Shi Yang."

Qin Yanchuan put the hot porridge on the bedside table, and glanced at Qin Zhuo and Shi Yang's feet with a calm gaze, and noticed something.

“Freshly cooked porridge.”

I don't know why, but the atmosphere in the bedroom suddenly became subtle.

Shi Yang was about to put on Qin Qi's shoes, but then he silently retracted his feet, "This... this is great, I'm just hungry."

Qin Qi was silent for a moment, then he spoke in a slightly stiff tone: "Uncle, I'm leaving first."

After saying that, he turned around and left with Yuzu in his arms, without even putting on his shoes.

Shi Yang watched Qin Qian's leaving back, then turned to look at Qin Yanchuan on the other side, openly observing the other's expression and behavior.

"Uncle Qin, I took over your bed. Where did you sleep last night?"

"Study."

Qin Yanchuan pulled a chair over and sat down. He took a porcelain spoon in his hand and slowly stirred the porridge in the bowl to lower the temperature.

Shi Yang looked at Qin Yanchuan's dry and slender hands, and his eyes followed the movements of his hands.

Then he cleared his throat and tentatively said, "I have a little question."

"Um?"

"Have I changed my clothes?"

"Yeah." Qin Yanchuan lowered his eyes, his thick eyelashes hiding the emotions in his eyes. He did not stop the movement of his hands, and spoke slowly:

"I changed it."

"You're sweating, I wiped it off for you." After a pause, he added four more words in clear pronunciation: "Physical cooling."

Shi Yang didn't understand those two concise sentences. He closed his eyes and his brain was stuck for a long time before he reacted.

Qin Yanchuan helped him wipe his body and changed his pajamas.

Then he was seen naked?

Shi Yang turned around silently, pulled the elastic waistband of his pants and looked inside. Fortunately, he did not change his panties.

Even with his back turned, Qin Yanchuan could guess what Shi Yang was doing.

He clenched the porcelain spoon in his hand and said coldly: "I'm not a pervert."

"I didn't mean that." Shi Yang turned around shyly, his cheeks flushed, "Uncle Qin, you are still too conservative."

Qin Yanchuan: “…”