Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 395 Professor Antique's Belated Rebellious Period 99
"Ningning, take it to Professor Shi."

Ji Ning'an looked out of the window in a daze, but didn't hear it.

When I came home last night, my mother saw her wet clothes and blamed her for being so wet, can't she even hide from the rain?Asked her to change her clothes, then babbled while washing her wet clothes.

"You're such an adult, why don't you know how to take care of yourself... Don't go out so late, look..."

Ji Ningan was sleepless all night, tossing and turning in the dark room.

I also thought of hiding from the rain under the eaves, 50 meters away, looking into a pair of deep eyes.

How many times, in my heart.

The rain is fine and dense, and the face is tender.

For a whole day, Ji Ning'an didn't see Shi Jingnian again.

"Ningling." Mother Ji called out again.

"Okay." Ji Ning'an came back to his senses and answered.

She carried the fruit and walked to the door opposite the corridor, raised her hand and knocked, waiting quietly, but when there was no response, she knocked again.

The knock on the door echoed in the silence.

Just when Ji Ning'an thought he was not at home, the door suddenly opened.

He was wearing a soft smoky gray home clothes, and the corners of the clothes were slightly wrinkled. He leaned against the door frame with one hand, and when he saw her with his downcast eyes, he was obviously taken aback, and his voice was extremely hoarse: "Is there something wrong?"

Hearing his voice, Ji Ning'an was taken aback, and then looked at his face, it was really not good-looking, there was a sickly lethargy between his brows and eyes, adding a bit of fragility.

In her impression, the other party was mature and steady, never showing any signs of fragility.

But he is also human.

Looking at his appearance at this moment, Ji Ning'an had an absurd possibility in his heart. He didn't walk in the rain for a long time last night, right?
"My mother cut the fruit and asked me to give it to you." After a while, she organized her words.

"Thank you." Shi Jingnian took it over, with a severe headache, he braced his body and came over to open the door, seeing that she hadn't left, he paused, "I'll send the plate back later.

Looking at his face, Ji Ning'an subconsciously raised her hand on tiptoe, wanting to touch his body temperature.

He took half a step back, avoiding her hand.

Then the fingertips touched the air.

In the brief silence, the sensor lights in the corridor went out, covering everything in darkness.

It lights up again with his voice, dispelling all the unclear darkness.

"I'm afraid I can't entertain you today, sorry."

Shi Jingnian's eyebrows are slightly lowered, his eyes are calm and distant, especially clear, like the moonlight with thin snow, reflecting her figure, his complexion is not very good-looking, although he is a little pale, but he is not half strong.

"Professor Shi, you have a fever." Ji Ning'an withdrew her hand.

Shi Jingnian was weak when he was young, but after so many years of raising him, he also restrained and paid more attention on weekdays, and basically seldom got sick.

Last night was an exception.

He fell into a drowsy sleep until tonight, broke out in a cold sweat, heard a knock on the door vaguely, and only got up late to open the door.

Shi Jingnian said, "It will be fine in a few days."

"Then you can't stop taking medicine. Don't you have any medicine at home?"

"Not yet."

Ji Ning'an was worried that he was alone, angry that he didn't take good care of herself, and why she cared about him.

It's just emotional, and I can't control that much, I hurriedly said "wait a minute" to Shi Jingnian, and ran downstairs!

When Shi Jingnian didn't have time to say a word, she disappeared.

He sighed, looked at the sensor lights that went out in the corridor, his eyes were dim, and he didn't close the door out of politeness, so he waited at the door for a while.

Holding a fruit plate in one hand, it was full of cut fruits of various colors. Due to the high fever, he was unconscious, his throat hurt, and he had no appetite, but Shi Jingnian still slowly ate two pieces with a fork.

It rained for a long time last night, and the air is still damp and cold. This rainy, cloudy and cloudy ghost weather.

Ji Ning'an ran downstairs to buy a thermometer and medicine. When she came back, the elevator door had just opened, and the corridor was still dark. She was about to stomp her feet when someone made a noise first, and the dim light covered her vision.

She saw the man's eyebrows and eyes in the light, leaning against the door, looking at her.

This is Ji Ning'an's first visit to Shi Jingnian's house.

The decoration style has changed a lot, mainly in black, white and gray, not the warm colors that Ji Ning'an had seen in the neighbor's house. The furniture is all new, and that's right. furniture.

She stood obediently at the door: "Which pair of shoes should I change?"

Shi Jingnian looked at her and didn't answer immediately.

"I'll take the plate back after you finish eating the fruit." Ji Ning made up a nonsense reason.

"Put these on."

Shi Jingnian lightly took out the pair of little panda girls' slippers that had not been opened in the shoe cabinet, bent over and placed them in front of her feet, half kneeling on one knee, with a neat silhouette.

Because of the fever, the originally clear voice was extremely low and hoarse. When speaking, his throat seemed to be rolling and swallowing ice cubes. There was a texture of ice grains, which was dangerous and sexy, making the scalp numb.

Ji Ning'an was stunned for a moment, not because of anything else, but because the slippers were taken out of Shi Jingnian's shopping cart by herself, and now they actually appeared in his home.

He didn't mean to explain.

She didn't ask either.

She silently put on her shoes, and walked inside on the cool and beautiful marble tiles.

"Sit." Shi Jingnian put the plate of fruit on the coffee table, pushed it in front of Ji Ning'an, and found a new fork from the kitchen for her.

The girl sat on the sofa, lowered her head, turned on the oral thermometer, sterilized it, stood up and walked in front of Shi Jingnian: "Ah."

Just as Shi Jingnian turned around, he bumped into her and stopped.

"Ah—" Ji Ning'an repeated in doubt, holding a cylindrical mercury thermometer in her hand, and raised her hand to his lips, her loose sleeves slid down to reveal her thin, milky white wrist.

Ji Ning'an's height is relatively petite among girls, and she looks even smaller when standing in front of Shi Jingnian, looking up at him slightly.

Shi Jingnian leaned over to hold the thermometer in his mouth, his thin lips were a little pale in color, and the shape of his lips was bewitching, the moment his lips and teeth bit the thermometer, his movements were a little lustful, very astringent.

I obviously don't feel anything, with an indifferent face, black broken hair messed up, eyelashes cast a shadow like the moon, cold and lazy.

Under the smoky gray soft home clothes, the neckline was slightly open, revealing a beautifully shaped collarbone, and the concave curvature seemed to seduce people.

Ji Ning'an slowly looked away, turned on the phone to count the time, and muttered in a soft voice: "It takes 5 minutes."

"Ah."

The voice overflowing from his chest was low, and he casually fell down on the sofa.

Ji Ning'an sat upright for 5 minutes before taking out the thermometer from Shi Jingnian's mouth and looking at the scale on it: "38.9°C."

She frowned all of a sudden, staring at the man's cold and pale side face, except for the tiredness, she couldn't see anything unusual, she was restrained and introverted.

"Aren't you stupid if you keep working hard with such a severe fever?"

"Asleep." Shi Jingnian replied with narrowed eyes.

"Let's go to the hospital." Ji Ning'an worried that he would continue to burn, got up and said anxiously.

(End of this chapter)