If you don't work hard, you have to marry the Pluto

Song Ningyi leaned crookedly on the head of the bed, and in her phone was the screen recording video of fans during Chu Qiao's live broadcast.

At that time, I didn't know Chu Qiao, and I had never seen him, and I didn't dare to imagine that I could develop with him to this point. The slender and beautiful hands on the screen were my fantasy, and even became the object of sexual fantasy.

Hearing the sound of rushing water coming from the bathroom, Song Ningyi sighed, shook his head, and got rid of distracting thoughts.

Ten minutes, half an hour, an hour passed—

Song Ningyi opened his sleepy eyes, picked up the phone and looked at it.

Why has it been washed for so long? Is it for fluff care inside?

Song Ning Yizhen pulled on her slippers and walked out of the bathroom, knocked on the door: "Qiaoqiao, didn't you wash off a layer of skin?"

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped abruptly.

After a rustling sound of dressing, the bathroom door opened——

Song Ningyi's eyes lit up.

What a delicate and beautiful hibiscus!

It's just, why can't feel the heat of the steam at all, why is Chu Qiao shivering here wrapped in a bathrobe.

Song Ningyi wrapped him in a bath towel, and accidentally touched his neck with her fingertips...

"Why is your body so cold?" He quickly grabbed Chu Qiao's hand, good guy, it's like the Antarctic permafrost, even penguins can make their homes on it.

Chu Qiao shook her head, water drops fell on the ground along her hair.

Song Ningyi hurried into the bathroom to look at the shower.

The water temperature is adjusted to the blue square.

"You! You don't know how to adjust the hot water!" Song Ningyi was angry and anxious, and her voice suddenly rose an octave.

Chu Qiao was drenched all over, she didn't dare to go to bed, she sat on the cold chair and continued to tremble: "I'm sorry, I have never used this kind of shower, and I don't want to trouble you."

Song Ningyi opened his eyes wide.

What a charming, kind and honest poor person~

He walked over quickly, took him into his arms, and pulled the towel to help him wipe his hair: "Oh boy, of course I will take care of every aspect of you if you live with me. If you don't understand, you can ask me, how can I despise you?" Woolen cloth."

Chu Qiao nodded, and her cold fingers gently moved around his waist.

After taking a cold shower for two hours, as expected, Chu Qiao developed a high fever in the middle of the night.

He was lying on the floor, short of breath, his cheeks were hot like fireballs, his body was limp, and I looked pitiful.

Song Ningyi originally wanted Chu Qiao to come and sleep on the bed together, but Chu Qiao refused to say anything, saying that she was afraid that it would ruin Song Ningyi's reputation, so she hugged the pillow and obediently went to the ground.

Because of this matter, she couldn't sleep well, but when she heard Chu Qiao's panting, Song Ningyi jumped out of bed, turned on the light——

Seeing that Chu Qiao's originally porcelain-white skin was dyed a layer of crimson due to the high temperature, he half-opened his eyes, his eyes were slack, his slender eyelashes couldn't help trembling, and his golden eyes had lost their luster.

Song Ningyi knelt beside him and tried his forehead.

"It's so hot, idiot, take a cold bath for two hours, whoever catches a cold if you don't have a cold." He chattered on and on, hurriedly looking for medicine.

The nervousness took away all his IQ, so that he didn't even think about why the ghost had a cold and a fever.

When the ice pack fell on her forehead, Chu Qiao stretched out her slender hands from the wide nightgown, and grasped Song Ningyi's hand weakly.

I could feel that his palms were hot, and it looked like he was burning badly.

She had never taken care of a patient before, and when she had a fever, she could only carry it on her own, relying on some homemade prescriptions. With such a serious patient in front of her, Song Ningyi could only follow her own homemade prescriptions.

Take his temperature first, it's 39 degrees seven, he is already in a daze with fever, so he can only take some quick antipyretics, and then physically cool down.

Chu Qiao squinted his eyes, the heat from his breath was hot, he shook his head:

"Leave me alone, you're not going to the underworld tomorrow, so go to bed early."

"Shut up, if you don't want to delay my going to the underworld, just listen to me." He broke out two antipyretics. "Eat it."

Chu Qiao stared at the antipyretics in a flustered manner, as if he had exhausted all his strength by saying the words just now, and now he didn't even have the energy to move his fingers.

Seeing that Chu Qiao didn't respond, Song Ningyi didn't do anything else, opened his mouth and fed the antipyretic medicine, and then poured water into it vigorously.

"Ahem..." Chu Qiao choked all over her face, and the water sprayed everywhere before she even put it into her mouth.

"I really owe you in my previous life." Song Ningyi reached out to grab his chin, took a sip of water, and then lowered her head.

Whether he can accept it or not, the most important thing is to deliver water and take medicine now.

Chu Qiao slowly opened her eyes, her cheeks were blushing, it was hard to tell whether it was due to high fever or shyness.

Song Ningyi held a bottle of white wine upside down and opened it, soaked a cotton ball with white wine, pulled back the quilt, took Chu Qiao's legs out, and gently wiped the bend of his legs and the soles of his feet with the cotton ball soaked in alcohol.

When I had a fever when I was a child, my mother wiped alcohol for herself in this way. I don't know if it will help, but I can only try it.

Although Chu Qiao's whole body was hot like a ball of fire, she felt cold when she had a fever, and when the quilt was torn away by Song Ningyi, he subconsciously huddled into a ball.

"Just bear with it for a while, be good." Song Ningyi's tone was childish and ridiculous as if coaxing a child.

"Yiyi, I'm sorry to cause you trouble." Chu Qiao forced an apologetic smile.

"Don't talk about it at this time, get better soon, and don't continue to trouble me."

Chu Qiao stared at the boy in front of her who exuded the holy light of maternal love, her heart throbbed slightly.

He stretched out his hand and groped aimlessly. When he touched that soft little hand, it seemed that he had finally reached the so-called end point after going through untold hardships. He held on tightly with all his strength, as if he was dying. The people grasped the last straw.

After rubbing the alcohol, Song Ningyi hurriedly wrapped him in a quilt, helped him put the broken hair on his forehead behind his ears, and said softly, "Is it still cold?"

Chu Qiao nodded, then shook her head strangely.

I really want to look like I don't want to cause Song Ningyi any more trouble.

With another long sigh, Song Ningyi lifted the quilt and squeezed in. Like a gopher, he forcibly squeezed into Chu Qiao's arms, and raised his arms to hug his waist tightly.

"This way it won't be cold." Although his tone was still blunt, it was obvious that he cared about Chu Qiao.

Chu Qiao also slowly raised her soft, noodle-like hands, hugged Song Ningyi back, buried her head in the crook of his neck, and rubbed her painfully twice.

"Go to sleep, you'll be fine when you wake up tomorrow." Song Ningyi gently closed her eyes, squeezed into his arms again, trying to warm him up with her body temperature.

He slept restlessly, but woke up after a while, tried Chu Qiao's forehead, and found it was still hot, so he brought white wine to help him wipe his body again.

It wasn't until four or five o'clock in the morning that he felt that Chu Qiao's body was not so hot, so he finally couldn't resist the pajamas and went on a date with Zhou Yue.

"Yiyi? Are you asleep?" Chu Qiao opened her eyes at this moment, and whispered a few words.

There was only the sound of Song Ningyi's steady breathing, and there was no sign of waking up.

Chu Qiao quietly got up from the bed, tiptoed to find the thermometer, took the temperature, 36 degrees eight, it seems that it has returned to normal.

However, this is not his purpose at all!

Her body returned to normal, which meant that Song Ningyi would definitely go to the underworld. Now that she was separated and weak, if he went to the underworld, she would definitely reveal herself.

Chu Qiao looked around for a while, and finally her eyes fell on the window sill. Hearing the cold wind howling outside, she suddenly had a new bad idea.

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Song Ningyi suddenly opened his eyes, the first thing he did was to raise his hand to test Chu Qiao's forehead, to see if his fever had subsided.

Strange, I felt my body temperature dropped last night, why did it soar back to 39 degrees early in the morning?

All ghosts know that ghosts don't have physical bodies, and they don't have fever and colds. Although they don't know which part of Chu Qiao's side is wrong, Song Ningyi doesn't have the heart to worry about what's going on.

Antipyretics didn't work, so I had to take him to the hospital for two injections.

But there is no hospital in the underworld, let alone a doctor. If you want to get an needle, you can only take him to the world.

Looking at Chu Qiao who was as hot as a red tomato due to the high fever, Song Ningyi frowned.

He remembered that he had accidentally heard before that the only passage from the underworld to the human world was the Mengpo Bridge outside the Santu River. As long as you crossed the bridge, you could go to the human world. I dare not have such an idea.

To be honest, Song Ningyi doesn't know what the future will be like, but he only knows that if Chu Qiao continues to have such a high fever, if he gets burned stupidly, won't he have to live with a cerebral palsy for the rest of his life?

After thinking about it again and again, he decided to take the risk.

Of course, I can't say that I don't have selfishness in it. After all, many times, I still look forward to the opportunity to return to the human world, to see my old friends and brothers who fought together. As long as I see them living well, I will have no regrets.

He hesitated and walked to Chu Qiao's side, shaking him to wake him up.

Chu Qiao reluctantly opened her eyes, her expression blank and confused.

"Tell me first, if you come to the world, will there be any side effects, I mean, will there be any problems."

Chu Qiao shook her head, and slowly closed her eyes——

It opened again.

"Can you turn into a kitten? I'll take you back to the world and take you to see a doctor."

Chu Qiao felt a sense of loss in her heart.

He used the word "back", which shows that the world is still the only home in his heart, and the underworld is just a temporary place for him, so even at this point, he is willing to take risks and sneak back to his happy hometown in spite of the law. .

If he goes back, he will definitely feel sad, no matter how good the underworld is, he will only miss his hometown all day long, and may become depressed in the end.

Chu Qiao felt that she really couldn't pretend anymore.

"I don't think I'm burning, look." He jumped up nimbly, shaking his arms and moving his legs to show that he was a healthy baby.

Song Ningyi was puzzled, and reached out to try his forehead.

It's really not hot anymore.

"Are you really well?" He was dubious.

"Really, ghosts are different from humans. Ghosts have strong self-healing abilities, so they don't even need a doctor." Chu Qiao began to make up things, and secretly prayed that Song Ningyi would believe his nonsense.

Song Ningyi tried his forehead again, and after confirming the recovery——

"Then you take a good look at home, I'll go to the underworld."

Chu Qiao wanted to cry, she wanted to bury herself in Song Ningyi's arms and cry happily.

Why is this person so persistent, must he go?Do you have to expose yourself before giving up?

Feeling deeply powerless, Chu Qiao sat down silently and waved her hands: "Go, have a good journey."

"Okay, okay, I'll send a message to your old lover, you are fine, don't read it to him." Song Ningyi carried her small schoolbag on her back and stepped to the door, "There is food in the refrigerator, heat it up by yourself , I’ll be back in two days at the latest.”

With a bang, the door closed, and the world suddenly returned to peace.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-07-1819:10:46~2021-07-2002:16:47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 of irrigation nutrient solution: 18 bottles of a small pear flower;

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