After being dressed as cannon fodder, I was targeted by paranoid villains

You can vaguely smell the aroma of rice coming from downstairs.The delay was too long, and the cook had already started making dinner.

"Change, change, change..."

Fu Jing stuttered as soon as she opened her mouth.Seeing Ji Qiming's half smile but not a smile, he realized that this person was playing tricks on him.

He flicked the towel over.

"I'm going to the kitchen, you lie down quickly!"

After leaving this sentence, he almost ran away.

Go down to the first floor.Seeing him rushing in, the chef looked puzzled: "Mr. Fu Jing, do you have any orders?"

"Ah, what..." Fu Jing managed to calm down, "Bring me an ice pack, and make porridge instead for dinner."

The cook didn't ask much.

Fu Jing didn't dare to go back immediately, so she stayed in the kitchen to help.But to be honest, there is nothing to do, just stand in front of the pot in a daze, watching the white rice roll and steam slowly.

Before I knew it, I recalled that person's question and expression that looked like a smile but not a smile.

Fu Jing's face was flushed red by the hot air.He shook his head, trying to distract himself.

When the fire stops, scoop the porridge into a bowl.

Go back upstairs.

He made mental preparations for a long time, and finally persuaded himself to open the door.

"Porridge……"

The words stopped.

The lights in the room were off, and only a sliver of sunlight shone in.It was getting darker and darker.

Fu Jing approached and put the dinner plate on the bedside table.

The man was lying on the bed without a quilt.The lacquer spread between the pillows, as if he was asleep.

This posture, probably just want to take a nap for a while.As a result, he lost consciousness after touching the pillow.

His breathing was not steady in his sleep, and his brows were slightly frowned.You could vaguely see the blush on your cheeks.

Fu Jing was speechless.

He was obviously uncomfortable, but just now he pretended to be fine.

Now that he had fallen asleep, he didn't plan to wake up again.Carefully pulled out the thin quilt that was pressed under him, and covered him again.

He poked his forehead, it was really hot.

Fu Jing wrapped the ice pack in a towel and placed it on her forehead.Probably feeling this comfortable coolness, the brows of the person below him stretched a little.

Her hair was wet with sweat and stuck to her face.

Fu Jing gently pushed it away.

The weather is getting colder, and the flowers in the garden are all withered.

As soon as I got home from school, there was a chill behind me.

It is water.

The water drenched the clothes, and the wetness fell to the ground.As soon as he turned around, a bigger jet of water pierced his eyes.

He subconsciously blocked his face.

"What are you doing, we'll help you take a shower!"

In the courtyard, several children hold hoses for watering the flowers.Excited and yelled viciously.

"Your body is full of bedbugs. I don't understand why Uncle wants to pick you up."

"A mere illegitimate child, does he really think he is the young master of the Ji family?"

"Don't pretend to know us when you go to school, it's disgusting."

His face is expressionless.Wiping the water off his face, he took a step forward.

"Ah, everyone, attack quickly, the bacteria are going to be contagious!"

Once again the children raised the hose and turned on the tap.

The dark eyes reflected the cold water column, and they did not blink.

Because he was disobedient and "playing with water" at school.As punishment, he was locked up in the basement.

At first it was cold.The wet clothes stuck to the skin, creating a chill from the inside out.

Then it became hot again.

His head was dizzy, as if a drill had been drilled into his brain, and the dull pain was extremely dull.The vision in front of the eyes is blurred, and it seems to have a double image.

For a moment, he didn't know where he was.

Shortness of breath and disturbance.The coldness of the floor seemed to relieve the uncomfortable heat.

So he lay down on the ground.

The basement is very dark and dark, and there is no sound at all.Ear buzzing.Xu Shi felt tired, so he closed his eyes.

There is no need to pay attention to everything that is chaotic, disorderly, and hazy.

In this chaotic world, he was finally the only one left.

"boom."

After an unknown amount of time, there was a soft ringing in my ear.

It was the sound of porcelain bowls colliding, extremely crisp.There is a tempting aroma in the nose, steaming.

He opened his eyelids, the familiar ceiling came into view, and his eyes focused.

It seems that I had an unpleasant dream.

"Wake you up?"

The people around him spoke apologetically.

Ji Qiming looked sideways and saw that it was Fu Jing.

"It's almost noon. You didn't eat last night, so get up and have something to eat."

Fu Jing touched his forehead with the back of his hand and found that the temperature had dropped a lot.

He reached out and touched the bed sheet again, it was slightly damp due to sweating.

"How are you feeling," he asked, "do you have an appetite."

Ji Qiming propped himself up and sat up, the thin quilt slipped off himself.

When Fu Jing saw someone get up, she thought she was hungry.He picked up the bowl and handed it over.But the other party didn't answer, and his eyes fell on the white porridge.

Fu Jing:?

He took a spoonful tentatively: "Do you want to eat it?"

The other party obediently opened their mouths.

Ji Qiming chewed very slowly.I usually don't eat much, but now that I'm sick, my movements are even more sluggish.

Now the fever has subsided a little, and the complexion has returned to its usual paleness.Danfeng's eyes were half closed, looking like a sickly beauty.

After the other party swallowed the porridge, Fu Jing handed over the bowl.As a result, the person stopped moving again and looked up.

He could not laugh or cry.

Is this for him to feed?

He fed it one spoon at a time. Although the other party was eating, his eyes were always looking at this side.

Fu Jing didn't think so at first.Later, I became more and more unable to bear it, and lowered my head and protested in a low voice: "Can you stop looking at me?"

There was no reply, but judging from the actions, the answer seemed to be no.

Fortunately, the bowl of porridge ran out quickly, and Fu Jing made people take medicine again.

Squatting by the bedside table to pack the tableware, just about to get up, I suddenly felt a pressure from above.

Arms wrapped around his back, wrapping around his shoulders.Nose against his neck.The paint-colored hair pricked the skin, making it itchy.

Most of the bed was slid off and landed on the floor.

Fu Jing paused, and put her hand on the back of the opponent's hand: "What's the matter, what else is uncomfortable?"

"The medicine is very bitter."

Perhaps because it was stuck to the neck, the voice was slightly dull.

Fu Jing felt amused: "That's western medicine. I swallowed it in one gulp. Why is it so bitter?"

The person behind stopped talking, and still didn't let him go.

Fu Jing: "If you really feel bitter, I'll get you rock candy?"

The person behind seemed to raise his head.

The slightly cool fingertips covered his ears slightly.Apply a little force.

He turned his head involuntarily, and happened to meet a pair of eyes that were as quiet as a deep pool.

Very close.

Almost as long as there is a slight movement, the two sides will stick.

Fu Jing was flustered for a moment and wanted to look away.But being watched by those eyes, he couldn't move at all.

Maybe it's because of illness.Ji Qiming's breathing was a little heavier than usual, and it came with heat.

The heat seemed to have spread to Fu Jing.Even his body couldn't help the temperature rise.

The lacquered pupils are quiet and bottomless.He could almost see his own face through the other's eyes.

Like a murderous animal locking its prey, or like a poor trapped animal grabbing at straws.

Then the eyelids drooped, half closing the dark pupils.

I don't know who took the initiative first, or just let nature take its course.The two pressed their lips together.

At the moment of contact, Fu Jing couldn't help shivering.

The other party's lips were soft, but slightly cold.

The windows are open and the morning breeze blows in.The curtains bulged and then fell.

Cool in the morning.But at this moment, the room seemed a little stuffy.

At first it was just scratching the surface.Soon, it went deeper like a city plundering land.

Ji Qiming has a fever.So the inside is hotter than usual.

After that, Fu Jing couldn't even tell who was hotter, himself or the person in front of him.

The arm hit the cabinet, and the porcelain bowl made a crisp sound when it collided.Almost all of the thin quilt fell off, and folds were torn out.

He clutched the hanging quilt tightly with both hands, and his breathing became short of breath.But he didn't dare to open his eyes.

After a while, they separated slowly.

Fu Jing fell to the ground, breathing rapidly, her cheeks were flushed.Ji Qiming's lower body was lying on the bed, looking down.

"...Your face is so red."

Fu Jing was suddenly incoherent and wanted to get up.

However, in the next second, the slightly cool fingertips swept across the back of the neck.He was shocked, and saw Ji Qiming approaching again.Forehead against his forehead,

The heat hits.

"Brother Jing."

He was entangled by that scorching breath again.The dark and deep pupils stared at him, and his breathing was a little heavy.There is an imperceptible dark color at the base of the ears.

"Are you... infected by me?"

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-09-1318:03:55~2021-09-1420:34:07期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Kiryu Zhantu my wife, one cabbage Chengjing;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：神明大人41瓶；望舒、303823085瓶；428352784瓶；那些年2瓶；夏念、...、言盐1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!