The school’s little wild cat is cute and sweet

Leng Che vaguely heard intermittent weak sounds coming from Mu Qianxi's direction, like the whimpers of a sick kitten.

He turned on the light and went to her side to check.

Mu Qianxi's forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat, and her whole little face was burning red. She murmured vaguely in her sleep: "Thirsty..."

Leng Che reached out to touch her forehead. A strange warmth suddenly came from his hand, and he couldn't help but frown.

She is so stubborn. Last night I asked her to blow-dry her hair, but she didn't listen. It's better now. She must have a fever.

"thirsty……"

Although he was a little angry, his eyebrows were tinged with worry. He poured a glass of water, sat down next to her, and slowly lifted her up, his movements gentle and gentle. Then he carefully placed the water cup on her dry lips and slowly tilted the cup to feed her a drink.

Mu Qianxi leaned in his arms, like a person lost in the desert. After touching the water source, she finally regained consciousness and drank the water eagerly.

"Drink slowly." Leng Che said softly, his eyes full of worry.

As the water glass emptied, Mu Qianxi gradually regained consciousness and woke up. She raised her heavy eyelids and felt very comfortable leaning against a cold object. So she turned her face sideways and raised her head with great effort, and Leng Chefengshen's handsome face fell into her misty eyes.

Only then did Mu Qianxi realize that she was leaning on Leng Che.

"Am I sleepwalking?"

Her head was buzzing and confused, and she couldn't think of any other reason besides thinking about it day by day and dreaming about it at night.

Is this madman crazy?

"..."

It looked like she had a severe fever. Leng Che didn't dare to let go of his hand around her shoulders, fearing that once he let go and stood up from the sofa, she would fall straight down in her weak body. He had to let her lean into his arms.

He whispered: "You have a fever."

grass! No wonder I feel dizzy and hot all over! Probably because of that cup of milk tea and not blowing my hair before going to bed. I really answered the light words.

Mu Qianxi struggled to get up with all her strength. She felt like she was stepping on cotton and couldn't stand firmly.

"Mu Qianxi, put on your shoes." Looking at her feet on the floor and her stubborn look, he turned away helplessly and sighed.

"Why don't you just have a fever? It's not a big deal. I'm fine, but I still want to go out and get some air to cool off." As she said that, she deliberately tilted her neck, stretched out her hands and kicked her legs to do a broadcast gymnastics to prove her health. Very strong.

He doesn't dry his hair, doesn't wear shoes, and still doesn't move around after being burned like this. What a lunatic.

"Sit down." He raised his eyes and gave her an unmistakable look. He knew very well how hot her forehead was. He didn't believe this at all, "I'll ask Dr. Han to come over."

"I told you it's okay. I'll just take a nap and I'll be fine. Everyone else is asleep in the middle of the night, so don't bother."

Leng Che ignored her, got up and walked to the bed to get his cell phone.

"I'm really fine! Look!" There were beads of sweat on her forehead. Mu Qianxi held her head heavy and still kept that playful smile on her face while twisting her neck three times to the left and three times to the right.

Suddenly, she felt a bang in her head, and then her eyes fell into darkness as if a light had been turned on, and she lost consciousness.

She, who had thought of herself as an Iron Warrior just now, suddenly melted like a puddle of water.

Leng Che quickly turned around and caught her.

"Mu Qianxi!"

Not caring so much, he hurriedly carried her to the bed and called Dr. Han immediately.

He was a little angry because of her nonsense just now, but now looking at her haggard face, he suddenly lost his temper like a deflated rubber ball.

When he picked her up just now, he couldn't help but be surprised. Are all girls so weak and thin? Her body was as gentle as a petal blown by the wind.

She is as exquisite and clear as the white porcelain doll in the cupboard, which will break if you pinch it hard, but she pretends to be a tough street gangster and lives her life as invulnerable and unruly.

"You're so stupid." He scolded softly.

The doctor rushed over, gave her a fever-reducing injection, prescribed some medicine, and gave her instructions before leaving.

Leng Che sat by the bed and watched over her without relaxing at all. He could clearly feel the strange movements and greed of the Yin spirits around her after she lost consciousness. But in view of his existence, he didn't dare to show up. Fortunately, she improved soon after taking a fever-reducing injection.

In her deep sleep, her frown never relaxed, and a faint voice came from her lips.

"Leng Che..."

"Leng Che..."

Although the voice was weak and small, he heard it clearly.

During her sleep, his name appeared countless times, knocking on the door of his closed heart again and again.

In the middle of the night, when her fever completely subsided, his tense nerves relaxed a little.

(In the next chapter, the little bully is tempted by beauty to do bad things!)