I struggled to survive in a girl group [Transmigration Book]

wide double bed,

A slender figure was wrapped in a soft quilt.Her long hair was disheveled, and her face was a little sickly pale.

After a while, the person lying on the bed turned over and opened his eyes sleepily.

It's dark in the bedroom,

The thick blackout curtains are drawn tightly,

Not a ray of light came in.

In the darkness, Wen Ling fumbled to turn on the switch in front of the bed,

The soft light of the bedside lamp lights up,

Light up a small clearing.

She took the mobile phone aside and glanced at the time.

05:30 in the afternoon.

There are two unread messages in WeChat,

All from Yi Zhuo.

One was sent at noon: "Take the medicine and sleep for a while."

Another one from half an hour ago: "Are you awake?"

Wen Ling typed back: "Wake up."

After taking the medicine at noon, the drowsiness came quickly.

she fell asleep,

It's time to wake up.

Although she slept all afternoon, she still felt dizzy in her head and limp in her body.

No strength.

Wen Ling seldom gets sick, and she is really not used to her weak appearance.

She casually threw the phone aside,

Put on a jacket over your nightdress,

Then I got out of bed and went to the table to pour a cup of hot water,

He put it to his lips and took a sip.

"Boom, boom."

At this time,

There was a light knock on the door.

Then came a tentative female voice: "Captain?"

Wen Ling put down the cup, walked over and opened the door.

Yi Zhuo stood at the door,

Her long hair is tied up, her smile is flamboyant, even in loose home clothes, she still shows her sharp beauty.

In her hand was a huge tray with a steaming casserole on it,

Next to it are two sets of bowls and chopsticks.

Wen Ling:?

She didn't speak, she put her arms on the door, and the expression on her face paused for a moment.

Yi Zhuo smiled, walked into the room with ease, and put the tray on the small table by the window.

She turned on the switch of the chandelier, and soft white light instantly filled the room.

Then she turned around and said, "Come and have something to eat."

Wen Ling closed the door, wrapped her coat tightly and walked over.

She glanced at the casserole on the table, her eyes were indifferent and emotionless.

"I'm not feeling well today, so I won't do it."

"what are you saying."

Yi Zhuo looked at her with complicated eyes, sighed lightly, and pulled her into his arms.She put her arms around Wen Ling's thin waist, lowered her head slightly, and rubbed the other's forehead.

"You think I'm here just to sleep with you?"

Wen Ling let her hold her, without resistance or other actions.

She raised her eyes, her breath was a little hot due to the heat.

"Then what are you doing?"

The arms around her waist froze.

Yi Zhuo often feels that although Wen Ling is usually gentle and considerate to others, she is cold in her bones.

When other people are sick, they tend to be softer and more fragile than usual, but when Wen Ling is sick, she sheds her usual gentle disguise and becomes a little sharper.Every cell in my body seems to be saying - tired, stop acting, don't bother me.

But such a stubborn Wen Ling made her feel more distressed than usual.

So not only did Yi Zhuo not let go, but he hugged the person in his arms a little tighter.

She said softly: "I miss you, come and see you."

Wen Ling couldn't help laughing: "Didn't I just meet this morning... eh."

In the middle of speaking, Yi Zhuo suddenly lowered his head and bit her lips.

They kiss often, passionately and long, and can quickly arouse physical interest.

But today's kiss seems to be different from the past, it is not aggressive, it has become extremely gentle.Wen Ling supported Yi Zhuo's arm, and subconsciously wanted to push her away, but she saw the person in front of her with her eyes closed and focused, and her fingers twisted a little bit, but she couldn't do it in the end.

Yi Zhuo kissed for a long time before stopping. Wen Ling didn't have much strength in the first place, and now her legs were weak after being kissed by her, so she could only hug her with her arms weakly supporting the other's shoulders.

Noticing that Wen Ling's body was gradually relaxing, Yi Zhuo smiled silently, leaned into her ear, and said, "Does the captain miss me?"

Wen Ling looked away uncomfortably, and said, "Don't do this, it will be contagious."

"It's okay." Yi Zhuo stretched out his hand, pinned the broken hair behind her ears, and said in a low voice, "Then I'll accompany you to get sick."

Wen Ling sighed: "Stop making trouble and eat."

Only then did Yi Zhuo let go of the hand around Wen Ling's waist, and in a good mood helped her sit down on the chair, while he sat across from her.

She lifted the lid of the casserole, and the aroma rose, quickly filling the room.

In the casserole is yam pork rib soup, the fat has been skimmed clean, and there are a few red wolfberries floating on it, which looks very good.

Wen Ling took a sip with a spoon, a look of surprise appeared on her face.

"You did it?"

She usually doesn't pay much attention to appetite, and she thinks many things taste similar, and they are all for food.

But the soup in the bowl is very delicious, the aroma of meat and yam blend together, rich but not greasy, with a touch of sweetness, everything is just right.

Yi Zhuo looked at her and smiled, "What else?"

She is not a young lady. In those difficult days, in order to save money, she had already practiced good cooking skills.

Wen Ling took another two sips and commented: "It's delicious."

She scooped up a piece of soft stewed pork ribs, put it in her mouth and tasted it.It was easy to get off the bone and melted in the mouth, so she couldn't help but ate another piece immediately.

"Eat more if you like, I can make it for you often."

Seeing that the bowl on the opposite side was about to bottom out, Yi Zhuo quickly added another bowl for her, "But you can't eat too much today, you are still sick."

Wen Ling nodded, "Got it."

***

Wen Ling didn't plan to let Yi Zhuo stay overnight today, but as the saying goes, eating people's mouth is short, and taking people's hands is short, so when Yi Zhuo finished cleaning up the dishes and knocked on her door again, she let her go. came in.

Yi Zhuo closed the door, then suddenly bent down and picked her up.

Wen Ling was startled: "You..."

Yi Zhuo ignored her, just walked quickly to the bed, stuffed her under the quilt, and covered her tightly.

Then she sat down by the bed, pointed to the coat next to her, and said, "I'm still sick, why don't you put it on and get out of bed?"

Wen Ling was stunned for two seconds.

The person next to the bed was very close to her, with thin lips pursed and narrow eyes fixed on her.

Ever since she was elected as the captain, she has always been in charge of others, but she is really not used to being in charge of others all of a sudden.

She hesitated, "I've already had a fever."

Yi Zhuo raised his hand to check the temperature of her forehead.With her movements, a few strands of long hair slid down and hung on the slender and delicate collarbone.

"Retired, but still be careful."

She looked at the traces of moisture remaining on Wen Ling's hair, frowned and said, "Have you taken a shower?"

Looking at her serious appearance, Wen Ling felt a little guilty in her heart.

"I'm sweating too much, it's uncomfortable." She collected herself and replied, "Besides, I guessed that you would come at night, in case you want to..."

She doesn't like to owe others, since she has accepted the other's care, she should repay accordingly.

"What the hell are you thinking?" Yi Zhuo sighed, tucked up the corner of the quilt, and said, "I'm going to wash up, don't mess around anymore."

The sound of water soon sounded in the bathroom, Wen Ling was a little bored, so she simply got up and leaned against the bedside to scroll through Weibo.Thinking of the CP fan that Yi Zhuo mentioned before, she moved slightly in her mind, and clicked on the CP super chat between her and Yi Zhuo.

In the Chaohua community, 'Rain after the Sky' has surpassed 'White Wind Chimes' and has firmly ranked No. 1.And she and Yi Zhuo's super chat "Ice and Fire Love" is currently ranked 5th.

Wen Ling lowered her eyes and quickly browsed through the contents.

"Thanks to "Survival in Ghost Town" for allowing this pair to act together from beginning to end. CP fans are satisfied!"

"I laughed so hard, Wen Ling lost blood, and Yi Zhuo was the most nervous."

"It's also the word 'captain', why did it come out of Yi Zhuo's mouth so badly? (It didn't mean to step on Shen Siqi)"

"I once suspected that when Yi Zhuo called the captain, he was calling his wife in his heart."

"This look is so sweet, I'm gone, woo woo woo!"

"Tell me aloud, the word guessing game is really not what I think too much!"

……

Hmm...it feels like trouble is coming.

Wen Ling quit Chaohua calmly, opened her Weibo again, and scrolled through comments at will.

Sure enough, although the comments in the front row were still the same as before, there were also quite a few scorching Du Wei who came to report, and there were quite a few likes.

"Why, Captain Qinggao, who doesn't eat the world's fireworks, also relies on CP speculation to gain popularity?"

"Seeing that the 'White Wind Chimes' can no longer be fired, they are eyeing us, Yi Zhuo?"

"Leave Yi Zhuo alone, let her be beautiful, thank you!"

"Princess's captain is also a blood-sucking member today! Bound blood-sucking for a lifetime!"

It's the same old routine, nothing new.

What they said was not entirely unreasonable, her popularity was not as high as Yi Zhuo's, and she was taking advantage of Yi Zhuo's CP speculation.

But if it really breaks out, Yi Zhuo's popularity will also be affected.

Wen Ling frowned, looking at the screen thoughtfully, but the phone was suddenly taken away by a slender hand.

Yi Zhuo, who had just taken a shower, stood by the bed, his skin was porcelain white, and his body was still stained with moisture.She toweled her hair with one hand and flipped through the comments on the screen with the other.

Wen Ling looked at her gradually cold expression, and persuaded: "Don't mind, we just pay more attention in the future."

Yi Zhuo paused for a moment, then suddenly threw the phone aside, then rolled over and got on the bed.

She pulled the person on the bed into her arms, moved closer, and gently kissed those cold eyes.

"Pay attention to what?"

Wen Ling leaned in her arms, looked up at her, and said lightly: "Be careful to keep a distance from you."

Netizens' memories are very short, as long as they behave indifferently in future programs, all the previous ambiguities will soon be forgotten.

There was a tingling sensation on her lips, Yi Zhuo lowered her head, and bit her lips gently, leaving a shallow mark.

"Are you trying to piss me off?"

Wen Ling:?

Where did she go wrong?

Yi Zhuo rested his chin on her forehead, holding her carefully, with gentle and pious eyes, as if he was holding a precious treasure.

After a long time, she sighed softly.

"Captain, it's too late."

The author has something to say: the next chapter is still a sub-cp, you can skip it if you don’t read the sub-cp, and the next chapter will start a new plot