Chapter 88： is Kiki (1/2)

The person beside the bed did not respond, he leaned down slightly and whispered: \”Take medicine.\”

\”I've eaten...\” Qin Zhou resisted a little, didn't want to take medicine, and retracted into the quilt.

There was a sharp pain in his head, and Qin Zhou was still very uncomfortable. He buried his head in the quilt, closed his eyes, and prepared to go back to sleep.

He Yang didn't leave, he stretched out his fingertips, pulled the quilt down a little, and rubbed his fingertips against Qin Zhou's face.

\”Yanyan.\”He Yang frowned, slightly aggravating his tone, \”Take medicine.\”

Qin Zhou felt itchy, \”Don't touch me.\”

Qin Zhou has no strength to think about whether this is a dream or reality, he just feels uncomfortable all over his body.

He Yang was still beside the bed and asked again: \”Then do you want something to eat?\”

\”Don't eat.\” Qin Zhou shook his head and muttered: \”You go out.\”

Qin Zhou's voice sounded a little hoarse.

He Yang looked at the young man on the bed for a while, and finally got up.

Qin Zhou heard the footsteps and thought He Yang had left.

But it didn't take long for He Yang to come back.

He Yang poured hot water, \”Take the medicine first.\”

The person on the bed didn't respond and closed his eyes as if he was asleep.

He Yang shouted again: \”Yanyan?\”

Qin Zhou was a little annoyed by the shouting, \”Don't quarrel with me...\”

Qin Zhou was still very tired, and even his voice was weak.

He Yang stretched out his hand, but still picked up the person on the bed slightly, took the water cup, and put it on Qin Zhou's mouth.

Qin Zhou had no choice but to take the medicine, and then got back into the bed with his back to He Yang.

He Yang sat beside the bed and patted Qin Zhou across the quilt.

Qin Zhou was very quiet when he slept, and his body curled up into a ball, as if he had no sense of security.

Like a little hedgehog.

It is obviously too fragile, but it still has to erect spikes to guard against those who approach.

He Yang stayed by the bed for a while, and then got up when he saw that Qin Zhou was asleep.

However, when He Yang was about to leave, he heard a slight movement behind him, and when he looked back, he found that Qin Zhou had pulled the quilt down.

Qin Zhou lifted the quilt to his waist, and his upper body was exposed, which seemed to be a little hot.

He Yang frowned, but walked over and covered the quilt.

Qin Zhou was half asleep, and after noticing the man's movement, he struggled in a daze, trying to lift the quilt, \”Hot...\”

\”I have a cold.\” He Yang's attitude was very strong, and he stuffed Qin Zhou's two hands into the quilt.

Qin Zhou was still a little uncomfortable, and said: \”I'll just take a nap...\”

He Yang didn't say a word, just lay down, hugged Qin Zhou tightly across the quilt, and didn't let the other side move.

Qin Zhou was wrapped in a quilt, hot and stuffy, \”Hot...\”

He Yang sighed lightly: \”You really...you can't even take care of yourself.\”

A fragile little hedgehog.

He Yang lowered his head and put one hand on Qin Zhou's back and patted it lightly.

Qin Zhou gradually calmed down and his breathing became steady.

But within a few minutes, Qin Zhou began to toss again.

Qin Zhou moved his body under the quilt and said: \”Relax, I'm going out...\”

\”What's wrong?\”

Qin Zhou muttered: \”Eat.\”

He hadn't eaten at night, and now he's suddenly a little hungry.

He Yang asked: \”What to eat?\”

Qin Zhou opened his eyes and looked at the man in front of him.

The room was still dark, but after the eyes got used to the darkness, the moonlight outside the window could still barely see the person in front of him.

Qin Zhou thought about it, and suddenly felt a little craving for fruit, so he replied: \”Strawberry.\”

\”Where are the strawberries.\” He Yang frowned.

Qin Zhou stubbornly said: \”I want strawberries.\”

\”no.\”

\”Grapes can also be...\” Qin Zhou's voice became lighter and lighter.

\”None.\” He Yang touched the back of Qin Zhou's head and said softly: \”Would you like to drink porridge first?\”

The person in his arms did not respond.

He Yang lowered his head and saw that Qin Zhou had closed his eyes and was already asleep.

When Qin Zhou woke up again, it was the second day.

Qin Zhou was still a little dazed and looked around, but he didn't see He Yang.

Qin Zhou looked at the bedside table again, and there was no water glass on it.

However, the agent was still in the room. Seeing that Qin Zhou woke up, he quickly came over and said: \”Is it better? Is there any discomfort?\”

The manager took Qin Zhou's temperature and breathed a sigh of relief, \”It's okay, the fever is gone.\”

Qin Zhou sat on the bed and suddenly asked: \”Brother Fan, did someone come to my room last night?\”

The agent replied: \”No one.\”

\”Is there no one?\” Qin Zhou was even more at a loss.

But he clearly saw He Yang last night...

Or was it a dream last night?

\”No one.\” The agent shook his head, skipped the topic again, and said: \”Don't force it next time you get sick.\”

\”Okay, I'll pay attention next time.\” Qin Zhou nodded and stopped asking about last night.

He had a fever yesterday, his mind was not clear, and he took the dream as a reality.

Qin Zhou got out of bed to change clothes. After putting on makeup, he was ready for the third day's recording.