Sony Ericsson: Let me pamper you obediently

The dean's words really came true, but the dean's estimation was wrong, the person who fell ill was not An Yan but Huo Zekai.

When he woke up in the morning, Huo Zekai felt a headache. He thought it was just a hangover symptom, but when he called An Yan with a hoarse voice, he had no choice but to believe that he fell ill so delicately. .

Life on the island was already leisurely, even if he hadn't fallen ill, he wouldn't have much work to do, so the matter of falling ill had no effect on Huo Zekai, but An Yan's attitude made him very sad.

Because my little lover has never been close to him since he knew that he had caught a cold, and he even stayed away from him when talking, as if he was afraid that he would infect her.

An Yan went to the old dean, and seeing Huo Zekai's calm face, the old dean's heart was also balanced, and it was not in vain. He wrote a [-]-word self-criticism to his wife last night, even if Huo Zekai fell ill. It can be regarded as paying a due price for his own misfortune.

Huo Zekai just caught a cold, so there was no need for him, a top doctor, to go out in person. He came here just to see Huo Zekai's miserable condition. Seeing Huo Zekai lying on the bed as if he was seriously ill, he couldn't sit still. Are the old men so delicate?

But the dean didn't know what Huo Zekai was thinking.

On this island, An Yan is the only one who can take care of herself. If he behaves more seriously, wouldn't An Yan be more caring?But who would have expected that An Yan would not believe this at all, and there was a tendency that she would not be able to live close to Huo Zekai.

"oops."

The old dean frowned, feeling that things were not that simple.

"Ah Kai's illness is not very optimistic. Taking medicine is useless, so it's better to rest well."

Huo Zekai glared at the old dean, isn't he digging a hole for himself?

After receiving Huo Zekai's threatening gaze, and looking at An Yan who was always watching from a distance, the dean had another idea in his heart, so he said slowly: "Xiaoyan, try not to be with Ah Kai as much as possible." , let him have a good rest, this disease is contagious, and it will be bad if you are also infected."

Finally completed the last bit of revenge, the old dean left contentedly.

An Yan looked at Huo Zekai who was still half sitting on the bed, not knowing what to do.

She didn't approach Huo Zekai before because she was worried that she would interrupt the old dean's diagnosis, but the old dean's entrustment made her hesitate.He was right, now he is the only one who can take care of Huo Zekai, if both of them fall ill...

Huo Zekai's expression darkened when he saw An Yan's refusal to come over, he really disliked him.

Huo Zekai has never been disliked since he was a child, but this little lover he raised actually disliked him because he had a cold?Had he been so nice to her that she had forgotten who she was?
After getting the cold, Huo Zekai's spirit is not as good as before.

"Lie down for a while, I'll make you some soup..." After speaking, An Yan left the bedroom.

Looking at the empty room, Huo Zekai finally digested the fact that he was abandoned.He thought with some headaches, if he knew earlier, he should have brought Lin An here, even if he had an infectious disease, Lin An could still take care of himself dedicatedly by his side without wearing a mask, how could he be like his little lover!

She went to the Lover's Club for so long in vain, but she couldn't even catch such a good opportunity. Could it be that her IQ has a problem?Doesn't she know that wind and cold are not contagious?

After leaving the bedroom, An Yan couldn't help sighing, she really might say something strange if she didn't come out again.

She believed what the old dean said, but the reason why she came out was because she was worried that she would be infected and no one would take care of the two of them. It was because her thinking was too bizarre.

The way Huo Zekai looked at her just now, how can I put it, she actually thought it was a little cute.

cute……

An Yan felt that she was crazy. If Huo Zekai knew what she was thinking, even if he was seriously ill and his limbs were weak, he would jump up and strangle her to death.Therefore, in order to avoid the tragedy of being strangled to death, and to create a good environment for Huo Zekai to recuperate, An Yan still decided to come out by herself.

Because it took too long to find the dean, the breakfast supply is now over.

Huo Zekai is now a sick patient, he still has to eat breakfast after all, and An Yan doesn't want to bother the chef of the hotel, so she can only find a way to cook some porridge for Huo Zekai.

Hotels on the island are different from hotels in other places. It is more like an apartment than a hotel.When she came here yesterday, An Yan discovered that the hotel room still had a kitchen, and when she opened the refrigerator door, she saw that there were everything from grains to fruits and vegetables.

An Yan cooked the simplest millet porridge.

When he entered the bedroom, Huo Zekai was still reading a book, and when he saw An Yan, he just glanced lightly, didn't he want to get in touch with him?Then what is she still doing here?
Seeing Huo Zekai's angry little eyes, An Yan couldn't help but blushed. If Lin An saw such an expression, then Lin An would definitely think that Huo Zekai is possessed by a ghost now.

An Yan put the millet porridge on the bedside table: "The temperature of the millet porridge is just right, drink it while it's hot."

Huo Zekai was originally angry because of An Yan's attitude, but when he learned that An Yan was cooking millet porridge instead of avoiding himself on purpose, his expression softened a lot.

"The temperature is just right, have you tried it?" Huo Zekai asked suspiciously.

"No, but don't you know this kind of thing by touching the temperature of the bowl?"

Huo Zekai continued to pick up the book: "You can't even determine the temperature, how can you give it to me to drink?"

An Yan kept reminding herself that she must be calm. Huo Zekai is sick now, and patients will always have some strange demands. As a kind person, she is determined not to ignore Huo Zekai in such a situation.

"Then I'll try it for you now."

Huo Zekai looked at An Yan, and saw that An Yan scooped a spoonful of porridge with her own spoon and put it into her mouth: "The temperature is just right, drink it."

Huo Zekai stared blankly at An Yan, did she just taste his porridge?The key is to use his tableware?
Huo Zekai couldn't help but touch his forehead. Did An Yan seriously read the information she gave her? Didn't she know that she never shared tableware with others?

"You just let me drink the porridge you've had?"

Huo Zekai's words made An Yan completely explode, what does he mean by this?Is it not enough to take care of him with all my heart, cook for him, and even stay by his side without fear of infection?
He disliked that he didn't test the temperature of the porridge accurately, so he tried it for him, and now he disliked himself for touching his porridge?Where in this world are there such picky patients?
"If you think you can't drink it, don't drink it. I have other things to do." Saying that, An Yan was about to leave.

Huo Zekai couldn't help frowning, is he asking too much for a benefactor?Although this is the first time for him to keep a lover, that guy Xie Wei has raised a lot, and it's not like he hasn't introduced his experience to himself.

Didn't it mean that lovers are always kneaded by the benefactor?Is this a lover or an ancestor he raised, and he actually made him petty?

"No strength." Huo Zekai said suddenly.

An Yan turned her head in doubt, and Huo Zekai said straightforwardly: "I said I have no strength in my arms."

An Yan now understands what Huo Zekai meant, she has no strength and can't hold the spoon, the implication is that she wants her to feed him?
An Yan didn't understand, Huo Zekai was just suffering from the wind and cold, how could he still not be able to hold the spoon?How fragile is he?
Huo Zekai drank a lot of wine last night. When he just woke up, he didn't feel hungry because of the cold and headache. When he smelled the aroma of millet porridge, his hunger was highlighted. Now he is really hungry.

However, Huo Zekai still had a faint smile on his face, what does this mean?But he was really too lazy to move, especially when An Yan was present.

Huo Zekai has always been a person who does not rely on human hands, and he is determined not to bother others when he can do things by himself. Of course, there are two exceptions. One is Lin An. If Lin An can block the company's affairs, Huo Zekai will never do anything. And the other one, of course, is An Yan.

Even Huo Zekai himself didn't realize that his dependence on An Yan had already reached a certain level.

Facing Huo Zekai's unprincipled lies, An Yan did not expose them.

After all, she is a patient, An Yan comforted herself that it is rare for a person like Huo Zekai to have such an experience, so she should satisfy his heart that is eager to move but lacks warmth.

Huo Zekai didn't know what An Yan was thinking, he just opened his mouth properly when An Yan handed the spoon to his mouth, but he frowned when he took the first spoonful of porridge, and wanted to spit it out immediately, but An Yan But Yan couldn't grasp his request at all, so he had no choice but to swallow the spoonful of tasteless porridge.

"No sugar?"

An Yan guessed that Huo Zekai might not be used to such tasteless porridge, so she also prepared some side dishes, but she never expected that what Huo Zekai asked for was sugar.

Huo Zekai actually likes to eat sweets.

But under Huo Zekai's strong gaze, An Yan couldn't say anything, she could only add some sugar from the sugar bowl pretending to be calm, stirred it and continued to feed.

Huo Zekai was really hungry, even after drinking a bowl of porridge, he was still unsatisfied.

He wanted to add another bowl, but An Yan had already put away the bowl and spoon, which hurt Huo Zekai very much.

"What do you want to eat for lunch?" An Yan's words brought back Huo Zekai's gloomy mood.

"You do it." Huo Zekai opened his mouth without thinking.

Of course, if you want to eat food cooked outside, you can eat it whenever you want. Since you are sick, of course you have to eat something different.

An Yan's cooking skills cannot be said to be exquisite, but simple meals can still be made.

"Understood." An Yan said lightly.

"You take a good rest, and I'll serve you the food when it's ready."

An Yan just left, don't you even ask him what dish he wants to eat?Even if the chef is appointed but the dishes have not yet been appointed, does it mean that An Yan has already read the book and she knows what she wants to eat?

Thinking of this, Huo Zekai was somewhat relieved, so it seems that the lover he found is not so accomplished.