Almighty cute wife is a bit handsome

Chapter 137 Illness
In a blink of an eye, the summer vacation is drawing to a close.

It was supposed to be a hot summer season, but for some reason, it began to rain lightly in the imperial capital. The rainy weather was much cooler, and even the restless mood of the people calmed down.

However, at this time, Lian Yuan caught a cold, which was followed by a low-grade fever.

But he didn't want to call Ye Loulan. Although he had a fever, he was still conscious.

So An Linglong received a call from Lian Yuan.

"I have a cold." The voice on the other end of the phone was weak and pitiful, "I miss you!"

An Linglong's heart ached immediately, and she replied softly: "Be good and wait for me at home, I'll be right there, huh?"

"Yeah!" There was some joy in his voice, "I will be obedient."

Hang up the phone.

"Yes!"

The servants watched Lian Yuan's series of actions from coquettish to excited in amazement, and their eyes widened in disbelief.

Their young master, is his brain burned out?
Lian Yuan put down the phone, went back to the room immediately, asked the housekeeper to bring a towel, folded it and placed it on his forehead, then lay obediently on the bed, coughing a few times from time to time, as if it was very serious.

The housekeeper was a little puzzled, the young master's physical fitness is not bad, in the past when he had a cold and fever, he just took medicine once and then went to sleep. Sometimes if he was really busy at work, he would even go to work after taking the medicine without any delay.

But this time, he took the medicine, but the young master refused to take it, put it on the bedside table, and even lay down on the bed.

Although he was very pleased that the young master was able to treat his body better, but this...isn't it a bit too exaggerated?

However, the young master never needed other people's attention when doing things, and the housekeeper was just curious, and waited to pick up An Linglong.

Not long after, An Linglong arrived at Lian's house in a car, and followed the housekeeper to Lian Yuan's room.

He was lying on the bed with a pale face. When he heard someone coming, he struggled to open his eyes and said in a weak voice, "Linglong..."

The housekeeper is getting more and more confused, young master, your illness is not that serious, is it?
He was wondering, when he suddenly saw a finger protruding from the quilt, and pointed to the door.

The butler immediately understood what was going on, and went out the door silently.

Then I couldn't help but raised my aunt's smile.

So that's the case, I never thought that the always cold and abstinent young master would have such a childish side.

Sure enough, falling in love makes people's IQ drop.

inside the room.

An Linglong frowned, her voice was full of worry: "Is the master sick?"

"Ahem." Lian Yuan suppressed a smile and pretended to cough, "Well, it's so uncomfortable."

"Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Yes..." He looked at her pitifully, "Kiss."

"Huh?" An Linglong tilted her head, "But master, the database shows that humans on the ancient earth were sick, and no kiss can cure it?"

"I'm a special case." Lian Yuan lied without changing his face, "Only if you kiss me, I will feel better psychologically."

"Psychologically better, physical will also be better sooner."

Well... well, the database does say that the patient's mood matters.

An Linglong bit her lip, leaned over and touched his cheek lightly. "Would this be better?"

"No, no." He shook his head, his tone was like a child's, "You have to kiss on the mouth."

Lian Yuan's words were full of the meaning of "I'm sick, and only Linglong can kiss me to get better".

An Linglong was hesitant, because the database showed that kissing has no real effect on getting sick!

(End of this chapter)