I'm pregnant with my enemy's baby

After the doctor's diagnosis and treatment, it was just a simple cold and fever.

"Did the sea breeze blow too much yesterday?" the director asked casually.

"Yeah." Jiang Zhijing responded vaguely.

"Then why am I fine? Didn't we play together?" Ji Shu added.

Jiang Zhijing's eyes looked a little strange, then he put his right hand into a fist and coughed, "Maybe I'm in poor health."

"It'll be fine after these two bottles of water are hung up. It's not a big problem. If you have another fever tonight, you'll have to hang up for another day tomorrow. But your case isn't very serious. I guess it's about the same." The doctor looked at the hanging bottles and put them away. Own medical kit.

"Thank you, doctor." Ji Shu said standing beside the bed.

"fine."

"I'll take you back. Thank you very much. Please make a trip." The director sent the doctor out.

He looked back at the two of them and said, "We'll just let the photographer come in and take a few pictures later. It's up to you to take pictures or not. It's important to recover."

"Ah."

After the director left, Ji Shu looked at the closed door and said, "Why are you in such bad health? Are you not as good as me?"

"Maybe it's because I didn't sleep well the night before and woke up too early in the morning."

"You are just in poor health. You always had colds and fevers when you were a child." Ji Shu said this firmly.

"Actually, I took a cold shower last night." Jiang Zhijing then spoke the truth.

Ji Shu stared at his face, and Jiang Zhijing's eyes averted, feeling guilty.

Suddenly, Ji Shu fainted, "It turns out it was because of me that I got sick."

"Ah? Why haven't I understood your brain circuit yet? I was actually blown by the wind. I've been in poor health since I was a child, don't you know? My head hurts a little at night, even if I don't shower with cold water. "

"You're comforting me." Ji Shu lowered his eyebrows and looked downcast.

"I'm telling the truth, why are my hands so in the way?" Jiang Zhijing turned around and reached out to hug her, but he found a needle stuck in his hand and the tape was pulled off.

"Don't move. The doctor has just left, so stop fussing." Ji Shu quickly pressed his arm.

"Then don't think so wildly."

The two looked at each other and saw Jiang Zhijing smiling, "It's not a big deal even if I catch a fever because of you. It's cool to die under peonies and be a ghost, let alone you?"

Ji Shu couldn't hold back his laughter, "You are sick, can you say something nice?"

"Okay, I won't say anything anymore." Jiang Zhijing took Ji Shu's hand and brought it to his lips, and then kissed it.

His words were full of regret, "I can't kiss you because I'm sick, so I can only kiss the back of your hand and look at the plum blossoms to quench my thirst."

Ji Shu immediately withdrew his hand and said, "If you are still restless, I won't even kiss the back of your hand."

"Good and cruel."

The camera teacher came in and took a few minutes of footage of Jiang Zhijing fetching water.

"Teacher Ji, do you want to continue filming?"

Ji Shu shook his head, "I can't take any pictures by myself. You all should go and rest. We won't take pictures today."

"it is good."

After a while, He Tong and Zhao Jincheng came over.

"Are you okay?" the two asked concernedly.

"It's such a big deal, no need to make a fuss."

"Let's just take a look. I won't disturb your rest. We won't be filming today?"

"No more filming. You go and play. I'll lie down and play with my phone." Ji Shu sat on a chair nearby, pretending to be holding his phone in his hand.

"Okay, let's go out."

After everyone left, Jiang Zhijing said, "Did you not sleep all night last night? You look very bad. Go get some sleep. I can do it here."

Ji Shu stood up, threw the phone aside, then lifted Jiang Zhijing's quilt and got into bed.

"No one should come here now." Ji Shu put his arms around Jiang Zhijing's waist.

Jiang Zhijing sat leaning back and stretched his hands to rub Ji Shu's hair, "It's best for you to stay away from me when I'm sick. Your immunity is also weak now that you're pregnant. It's okay for me to catch a cold and a fever, but you can't."

"No, I don't want to sleep alone."

Ji Shu rarely acted coquettishly and still hugged Jiang Zhijing tightly.

"You're bullying me when I'm sick. Why can't you be coquettish with me when I'm comfortable?"

Ji Shu climbed up a little, held Jiang Zhijing's sides with his hands, and stared into his dark eyes.

"When you recover, I will reward you when I go back."

Jiang Zhijing smiled and said, "What reward? Miss, do you know what I want?"

Ji Shu nodded and said seriously, "I'll give you whatever you want."

After saying that, Ji Shu put her arms around his neck and pressed against his chest, "You need to get well soon."

Jiang Zhijing patted her on the back and buried his face in the crook of her neck, "Okay, of course I will obey the eldest lady's order."

Ji Shu snuggled next to Jiang Zhijing, not feeling sleepy at all.

Jiang Zhijing was always held in the palm of his hand before, and he didn't even know that this person was so important to him.

It doesn’t matter whether it’s a habit or love.

Jiang Zhijing is only hers now.

Ji Shu closed his eyes and leaned sideways, with his arms around Jiang Zhijing's waist even when he was sleeping.

Jiang Zhijing moved slightly, and Ji Shu opened his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Ji Shu's voice sounded grandma-like and a little confused.

"I went to the bathroom and was suffocated."

Ji Shu looked up at the bottle and stood up, "I'll help you."

Ji Shu took off the bottle, but Jiang Zhijing still looked disappointed, "I thought you were helping me take off my pants."

"..."

Entering the bathroom, Ji Shu turned his face away.

Jiang Zhijing glanced at her, smiled lightly, and pulled the lace of his shorts with one hand.

He didn't know whether it was because he was dizzy or because one of his hands was uncoordinated, but the belt that could have been untied with a light tug was torn into a tight knot by him.

Ji Shu waited for a while and then looked over, "What are you doing?"

"Wait a minute, why is this a dead end?"

Ji Shu watched him pulling at it more and more, becoming more and more unable to untie it, "You're so stupid, take it."

After saying that, he gave the bottle to Jiang Zhijing.

He bent down and unbuckled his pants.

I have never seen such a stupid person, Ji Shu complained silently in his heart.

Ji Shu untied it easily in a few strokes.

"Do it yourself."

Ji Shu immediately turned his back.

Jiang Zhijing finished quickly and washed his hands, but found that Ji Shu still didn't look at him.

Then he muttered, "It's not like I've never seen it before, I've touched it before. Why are you so shy?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Ji Shu turning his head expressionlessly, "Do you think everyone is as shameless as you?"

"I didn't treat anyone else either, just you. You are not someone else."

Ji Shu's face has indeed become thinner recently, and he is particularly prone to getting inexplicably hot when facing Jiang Zhijing.