No.1 Yuan: Li Shaojiao's wife is a bit sweet

As soon as Zhao Mu became aware of her consciousness, she felt an indescribable suffocating pain from the depths of her heart. She felt as if her heart had been stabbed and riddled with holes.

She panted heavily, hoping to get a moment of relaxation, but then, she found that her body lying on the bed was getting cold gradually.

Zhao Mu touched her forehead, a hot feeling came from the back of her hand, and she suddenly realized that she had a fever.

She tightly covered her chest with her hands, and quickly lifted the quilt and got off the bed. She thought that she should call the front desk to ask them to bring some antipyretics, and she couldn't bear it all the time.

For an actor, being ill is a big deal, she can't drag down the progress of the whole crew because of herself, she has to get better soon.

Zhao Mu gritted her teeth to support her increasingly frail body, and walked slowly to the table where the phone was placed. She took a breath and called the front desk.

"Hello, I live in Room 201. If possible, could I trouble you to bring some antipyretics?" Zhao Mu said.

"Okay, okay, please wait a moment."

After getting the correct answer, Zhao Mu dragged his body to the sofa.

The sofa is relatively close to the door, as long as she sits here, she can clearly hear the sound of footsteps coming.

Sitting on the sofa, Zhao Mu felt her head was dizzy, her throat was sore and dry, she got up to go to the water dispenser to get a glass of water to drink, but her feet slipped and she fell to the ground.

Zhao Mu hurriedly checked his whole body, and heaved a sigh of relief after knowing exactly that there were no wounds on his body.

Later, Zhao Mu was supporting her body with her hands and getting ready to get up, but suddenly heard the sound of the door being opened. She looked up, but found that her vision was blurred and she couldn't see clearly at all.

Zhao Mu shook her head, trying to keep herself awake, but she found that her consciousness gradually dimmed, and the blurry figure in front of her eyes gradually turned into a small bright spot.

Zhao Mu closed his eyes and completely lost consciousness.

"Zhao Mu! Zhao Mu! Zhao Mu, wake up!" Qian Jing found Zhao Mu lying on the ground the moment he opened the door, and rushed to her side.

Finding Zhao Mu fainted, Qian Jing hurriedly picked up Zhao Mu who was lying on the ground, put her on the bed, and covered her with a quilt.

In fact, he arrived here at two o'clock in the morning this morning. After he found out about Zhao Mu's room, he kept guarding the door of her room.

He felt that it was too late, Zhao Mu should still be sleeping at this time, he shouldn't wake her up, but he really wanted to see Zhao Mu soon, so he could only guard Zhao Mu's door.

Qian Jing leaned against the door, and at three o'clock in the morning, he was about to fall asleep, but suddenly heard a sound inside, and then he leaned his ear against the door, and heard Zhao Mu calling the front desk.

So he ran to the front desk to get the medicine and keys, and planned to go in to take care of Zhao Mu, but he didn't expect Zhao Mu to be so serious, and he fainted on the ground.

Seeing the pale and haggard Zhao Mu on the bed, Qian Jing held Zhao Mu's hand distressedly.

He hadn't seen Zhao Mu for such a long time, and he didn't expect to see him finally, but it was such a scene.

Qian Jing regretted a little, regretting why he didn't find Zhao Mu earlier, why he didn't come to Zhao Mu earlier.

If he could have been earlier, he could have been by Zhao Mu's side when she was helpless just now.

Qian Jing knew that Zhao Mu was an extremely insecure person, and because of this, he wanted to treat Zhao Mu well, so that she forgot that she was insecure.

However, the fact is that when Zhao Mu was weak, he did not immediately appear in front of her.

Qian Jing was very guilty, a strong regret wrapped him up, and he could hardly raise his head.

Just when Qian Jing fell into despair, he noticed that Zhao Mu's eyelashes moved, and then Zhao Mu slightly opened his eyes and looked at him.

Qian Jing panicked, he didn't know if Zhao Mu wanted to see him now, if he shouldn't appear in front of her eyes.

To Qian Jing's surprise, after seeing his existence, Zhao Mu stared at him intently, as if looking at something strange and inexplicable.

Seen uncomfortable by Zhao Mu's eyes, Qian Jing pursed his lips and said in a low voice, "Zhao Mu, you have a fever, do you...do you feel okay?"

After the words fell, Qian Jing lowered his head and looked away.

Zhao Mu stared at Qian Jing for a while without replying, then she blinked, and slowly stretched out her hand towards Qian Jing, she put her hand next to Qian Jing's face, and said in a hoarse voice: "Qian... ...Qian Jing? Are you... are you real?"

Zhao Mu felt that her consciousness was still very vague. She couldn't tell whether the Qian Jing in front of her was in a dream, imagined by her, or actually existed in front of her eyes.

She felt that Qian Jing's appearance was too unreal.

How could it be that Qian Jing suddenly appeared as soon as she thought that if Qian Jing could stay by her side?

This is too incredible.

She didn't believe it, it should be said that she couldn't believe it.

"What are you talking about? Zhao Mu, of course I am real. Don't you see that your hands have already touched me? Isn't that enough to explain?" Qian Jing stroked Zhao Mu's hand that was extended towards him.

"Really?" Zhao Mu's tone was slightly ignorant and innocent.

Qian Jing looked at Zhao Mu, and found that Zhao Mu, who was looking at her at this moment, became soft and hazy against the backdrop of the moonlight, looking like a bubble that would burst at the touch of a finger, so unreal to the point of horror.

He thought of Zhao Mu in the past, she was always soft and charming in front of people, like a cunning fox and a hedgehog who wanted to refuse but now Zhao Mu in front of his eyes was like a fairy in the sky, exuding a wonderful The smell of cannibal fireworks.

This kind of Zhao Mu made Qian Jing afraid, he was afraid that Zhao Mu would suddenly disappear from his eyes in the next second and become invisible, no matter how hard he searched, he couldn't find it.

Because of this feeling, Qian Jing immediately hugged Zhao Mu in his arms. He locked Zhao Mu tightly in his arms, as if he was unwilling to let go.

If possible, Qian Jing hopes to lock Zhao Mu by his side forever, so that he will never lose her again, and will never be afraid because of her again.

Zhao Mu, who was hugged so tightly that she was almost out of breath, was unable to move because of her weakness. She said in a low voice, "You... what's wrong with this? Qian Jing?"

Qian Jing didn't answer Zhao Mu, but hugged Zhao Mu even tighter. How much he wished that Zhao Mu could be rubbed into his body.