boss please let me go

After nearly a night of careful care by Su Han, Zuo Chen managed to get rid of his fever and did not turn into a fool to burden the motherland.

In fact, his physical fitness has always been very good. In addition to practicing martial arts, he occasionally goes to exercise. He even has eight-pack abs that men envy. Ability is really easily affected by mood.

After opening his eyes and being absent-minded for a while, Zuo Chen remembered the previous events one after another. For the time being, he had no time to take care of his failure in the history of heroism. The only thing in his heart at this moment was to see that person as soon as possible!

He vaguely remembered that last night he had waited a long time for that little idiot, and then hugged him dazedly and said that he was hungry, and then... and then fell asleep because of a fever.

Thinking about it, somehow the scene of that night in the hotel suddenly jumped into his mind, Zuo Chen's eyes were filled with distress, he must have worked hard to take care of himself all night...

Thinking of this, Zuo Chen felt anxious and wanted to turn over on his hands and feet, but because of the sequelae of fever, his body was still a little soft, and being wrapped in a thick quilt, Zuo Chen didn't use much strength, he just felt alone. The bed shook slightly, and then a soft little hand appeared on his forehead.

Zuo Chen's body froze and didn't dare to move, so he could only look up hard, until his eyeballs almost ran to the top of his head. If his mouth was long enough, he really wanted to kiss that warm hand on his forehead, but Seeing that hand seemed to be an unconscious habitual movement, Zuo Chen knew that a certain idiot must be too tired to wake up, so his body tried his best to keep still, for fear of waking that person up.

As Zuo Chen expected, Su Han was not awake, but because the quilt was too high and thick, and Su Han's figure was too small, Zuo Chen didn't see that he was lying tiredly beside the bed from the angle he lay down. Su Han didn't open his eyes.

It seemed that he didn't feel any abnormality, only Su Han slowly retracted his hand, and he didn't open his eyes from the beginning to the end.

In fact, this was entirely a conditioned reflex caused by Zuo Chen to Su Han all night long. As long as Su Han felt any movement on the bed, Su Han would stretch out his hand to probe that person's forehead to see if his body temperature had dropped. Then he lay on the side of the bed and took a nap. At first, Su Han kept his eyes open, but later he probed more times, and he was able to touch the spot easily. Besides, he was too sleepy, so he simply put himself It became an automatic temperature sensor.

Zuo Chen began to prop up his body at an imperceptible, extremely slow speed. This time he really saw the little guy lying on the bed beside him, with his jet-black hair softly attached to his ears, and his fair-skinned little guy. Most of his face was buried in his arms, and he looked cute like a cute cat.

It's just that the eyes that were gently closed under the long eyelashes were full of clear shadows at this time, adding a bit of gloom and haggardness, Zuo Chen couldn't help but feel a twinge in his heart, and the emotions of self-blame also flooded up overwhelmingly.

However, when Zuo Chen held his breath and finally quietly stood on the ground and wanted to hug the little guy to the bed, he was surprised to find that his pants had slipped to the ground...

So, at this time, in a small room on the second floor of a certain family's house in a certain town, there was a handsome man wearing only boxer briefs messing about in the wind, dumbfounded.