49: Chapter 49 You Have A Fever

Chapter 49 You Have A Fever

Ruan Chuchu hadn't fully woken up yet and did n' t know if he had heard what he said. His beautiful eyes stared at the ceiling. 2

By the time she slowly regained her consciousness, the door of the room had closed and Murong Jue had disappeared.

She struggled for a few times to sit up, but in the end, her waist collapsed on the bed. She didn't give her any time to think before she fell into a tired sleep in the soft bedding.

The kitchen smelled of nicotine.

In this beautiful and cold villa, his tall silhouette was cast on the window. The light smoke covered his eyes and Murong Jue took another deep breath. His cheeks were deep and his jaw was sharp.

A cigarette ran out of smoke and brought up a cup with the right water temperature. The room was quiet. Ruan Chuchu was the same as when he left. He was wrapped in a blanket, his black hair was as black as ink, and his face was as white as jade. He slept soundly.

It was not like she was pretending to sleep. Her breathing was very uniform and calm, and her face was still flushed.

Murong Jue put down the water cup and stretched out her hand to pull the blanket down. Afraid of the cold, she gripped the blanket tightly and lowered her head to drill inside.

A trace of a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He covered her with the blanket and Ruan Chuchu rubbed against the heat source. His smooth skin was steaming hot like a boiled egg.

The smile on Murong Jue face froze and he stretched out his hand to probe her forehead. He found that the temperature was really a little hot.

"Ruan Chuchu, you have a fever."

Murong Jue woke her up. She looked at him with her misty eyes and pulled the blanket over her head." Get out."

She wrapped herself up and shrunk to the other side of the bed, like a swollen silkworm pupa.

Ruan Chuchu listened for a while in a daze. When he heard that he had really left and was about to fall asleep again, he grabbed her with both hands and heard a voice that seemed to contain thin ice.

"You have a fever. Get up and take your temperature."

Murong Jue went downstairs and found a thermometer. He dug Ruan Chuchu out of the blanket and poked her forehead. She had a fever of 38.9 degrees.

"I'll just have a nap." Ruan Chuchu throat was dry and his eyelids were heavy. He pushed him away and wanted to get into his blanket again.

He thought that he was going to leave for a while, but Murong Jue did not leave this time. He held her in one hand and handed her a water cup in the other." Drink some water."

Ruan Chuchu bit the cup and took a sip. It was dry and hard to hide. He raised the cup slightly and fed her half a glass of water.

"Don't sleep. Take some medicine."

"No." Ruan Chuchu rolled up the blanket a few times and was about to slide off his body. His eyes didn't open and he immediately refused.

Murong Jue didn't care what she said. She took a few anti-inflammatory pills and fed them to her mouth. Only then did Ruan Chuchu open her eyes. Her cheekbones were red, and her eyes were filled with confusion. However, she stubbornly shut her mouth and did n' t cooperate. She was like a child with a bad temper.

"Go to the hospital without taking your medicine."

Murong Jue would not be used to people, nor would he coax them. He would only threaten them.

Hearing this, Ruan Chuchu unconscious head was like a child, weighing the stakes between the two and choosing to open his mouth to feed him the medicine.

Murong Jue revealed a smile in his eyes." You used to take medicine when you were sick?"

"I don't take medicine when I' m sick." Ruan Chuchu swallowed the pill with a bitter face and retorted," I rarely get sick."

She looked at her slender body and did not say anything Murong Jue.

After eating the medicine, he didn't ask Ruan Chuchu to continue sleeping. He held onto her waist and saw that she was about to fall down, so he ordered," Sit down. Do n' t sleep."

"A good night's sleep is good for the fever." Her eyelids were heavy to begin with, and her entire body was soft and weak. She wanted to sleep, but she Murong Jue never let anyone lie down.

Ruan Chuchu sat on the edge of the bed and staggered. If it wasn't for Murong Jue one hand holding her, she would have fallen straight down.

Murong Jue took out the hair dryer and stood behind her. She leaned against his hard waist and abdomen. He was fiddling with her wet hair with one hand and moving the hair dryer with the other.

The last strand of wet hair on his hand became smooth and refreshing, and Ruan Chuchu fell asleep with his eyes closed.

The ten fingers interweaved between her thick and soft black hair. The touch was smooth and soft, completely different from his short and hard hair. It was as if Murong Jue had discovered something funny. The slender ten fingers wrapped around her black hair and touched it.

In the end, the person who was already in a daze was woken up by him and hit him on the hand." It's annoying."

Murong Jue fiddled with her hair for a while before letting go of her hand and letting her lie on the bed.

However, when she looked at her forehead, it was still very hot. Her face also had a morbid flush and her lips were dry and red.

"Get up and get dressed Ruan Chuchu."

She did not move.

"You still have a fever. I'll call a doctor."

The silkworm pupa on the bed moved. She poked her head out from the quilt and her freshly blown hair fell on her cheeks. Her face looked even smaller." I'm fine. Go out and let me sleep."

Seeing that she didn't realize that this was her room, Murong Jue did n' t remind her. Instead, she went downstairs and brought some alcohol.

Ruan Chuchu had been unconscious and tired, wanting to sleep. He had entered and exited again, and now he had come to snatch his blanket. She opened her eyes and her eyes were watery." What are you doing?" "I want to sleep."

Being amused by the grievance in her tone, Murong Jue took out her hand from the warm blanket." To prevent you from burning silly."

He poured the alcohol into her hand and touched it in her palm. Then, he applied it onto her slender arm.

Ruan Chuchu stared at him for a while, but in the end, he couldn't stop himself lying on the bed with his head tilted to the side, letting him do whatever he wanted.

Murong Jue put alcohol on her hands and feet. When he wanted to pull off the blanket that was still covered in the middle, his gaze fell on her thin and weak limbs, and the color in his eyes became heavier.

Finally, he turned the Ruan Chuchu over and wiped the alcohol on her shoulder and back.

The feeling in his hand was too good. It was like an excellent piece of silk. The thin flesh wrapped around her fine bones. As he pressed it down, he could clearly feel the veins of her body in his palm.

There were also ambiguous and charming red marks on the surface. Her originally white and clean body immediately became beautiful. The scene from before appeared in her mind. Murong Jue eyes darkened and her subordinates pressed on her body a few times.

When he came out of the bathroom and took a shower, he looked at her forehead. As expected, it didn't burn so much. He took a thermometer and measured it. As expected, it had slowly retreated.

The clock on the other side was already pointing at 2 a.m.

Murong Jue had just retracted his hand when the sleeping man on the bed opened his eyes and met his eyes.

Looking at his confused eyes, Murong Jue asked," Are you really stupid?" "Do you still remember who I am?"

Ruan Chuchu stared at him for a while before closing his eyes." Big bastard."

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