The male nanny is so fragrant

Lian Zhao slept later than Lin Che, and woke up earlier than him. The main reason was that he didn't sleep well all night, and even dreamed about the details. He woke up with a flushed face. After a moment of calm, he remembered that Lin Che's fever had subsided. Reaching out to touch his forehead, the fever subsided, and he was relieved.

Getting ready lightly, she found that Lin Che had opened her eyes and was still looking at him.

"Yesterday... you had a fever in the middle of the night, so I came here to accompany you and physically cool you down." Lian Zhao propped up the bed with one hand, propped up his upper body and explained, fearing that Lin Che would notice something, he pulled the quilt with guilt.

Lin Che snorted when she heard the words, sat up, rubbed her forehead, and said hoarsely, "Did you have a fever in the middle of the night last night?" Obviously she didn't know that she had a fever.

"Yes."

"He called you up?"

"Ah."

"Why didn't you go to the hospital?"

"He doesn't want to go."

"So you've been by his side the whole time?"

"Yeah, I have to be coaxed to take the medicine." As if to say that the blackboard is troublesome.

"He was always so childish."

Lian Zhao coughed lightly, "It's okay, anyway, I'm a personal nanny, and that's what I should do." Lian Zhao actually agreed with Lin Che's words in his heart, but how could he really complain about the boss, no matter what, they are the same person , He searched, schizophrenia and split personality are two situations, his boss just has multiple personalities, in the final analysis, a blackboard is also a whiteboard, and a whiteboard is a blackboard.

It seems that the whiteboard is the master personality, and the blackboard is actually another personality released by him after suppressing his nature, which can do whatever he wants. However, the whiteboard feels that it is impossible for him to do what the blackboard can do, so he subconsciously draws a line with the blackboard, and even Forget what the blackboard does.

He couldn't understand the more serious and serious explanation, anyway, that's pretty much what it meant.

He watched it in the middle of the night, and after watching it, he thought about it. Could it be that the blackboard likes him, and the whiteboard might also like him?

After all, the blackboard is his subconscious mind.

After thinking about it, he had a little doubt about this medical explanation.

Because he can't feel that the white board likes him.

The white board is well-informed, how could it be possible to like him as a little nanny, as for the black board's liking for him, it may only be on a whim, and it may fade after a while.

So he didn't dare to show that he was with the blackboard, got up from the bed, and said, "Then I'm going to wash and change clothes." The tone was as normal as possible.

"Yeah." The white board watched him leave.

After Lian Zhao left, Lin Che glanced at the window with a gap open, thoughtful.

Lian Zhao acted as if nothing had happened in front of the whiteboard, but after all, his body still had the sequelae of last night. Occasionally, when he wanted to sit down and rest, he felt a little pain, so Lian Zhao minimized his sitting movements.

Even when the whiteboard asked him to practice calligraphy, he stood in front of the desk with a pen in his hands.

Lin Che saw him standing and practicing calligraphy, but did not speak.

After practicing calligraphy, the whiteboard asked him to take a break and read a book.

Lian Zhao also stood in front of the bookcase, picking and choosing, and finally picked one and held it in his hand, just standing by the bookshelf to read.

Baiban looked at Lian Zhao curiously and said, "Don't you like the sofa next to the stove the most? Why didn't I see you sitting on it today?" That seat can be said to be his fixed throne. To sit there and proceed.

Lian Zhao said: "It's down to my waist, I'm afraid I'll have to get up again after sitting down, so I'll stand up more today to ease it up."

"You didn't take care of him on my bed in the middle of the night, why did you flash up to your waist?"

"It came in a flash when I woke up."

"Really, I watched you get up, why didn't I notice."

"It wasn't this morning, it was midnight. It should be because I was too anxious to wipe you back and forth to reduce your fever. I didn't pay attention at first, but after thinking about it, it probably happened like this."

Lin Che waved at him and told him to come over.

Lian Zhao pointed at himself, and after making sure, he walked over slowly. Lin Che took the book in his hand and put it aside, making Lian Zhao turn his back to him.

"I'll give you a massage——" holding Lian Zhao's arm with one hand, and fixing the other hand on his sore place, pressing gently, "Does it hurt here?" said professionally Press and massage, "I have a fever, and it's hard for you to take care of me."

Except that it was a little itchy at first, Lian Zhao really enjoyed it afterwards, nodding his head and saying, "Yes, that's it, it's much more comfortable to press it." Oh, it's better to use a whiteboard.

That's what he said, but he was still a little on guard against Lin Che, for fear of suddenly pulling him to sit down, and he was in a tense state.

Lin Che didn't pull him to sit down, but when she withdrew her hand, she lifted the clothes behind Lian Zhao and took a look at his waist.

When he found that the top was blue and red, he pulled off the clothes calmly and said to him, "It's done."

Lian Zhao turned around and said gratefully, "Thank you boss!"

"You didn't flash to the waist, you hit it."

"Ah?" Lian Zhao still didn't understand why Lin Che said that.

Lin Che said flatly, "Your waist is bluish and red. It doesn't look like you've hit it, but it looks like you've hit something."

Lian Zhao reacted immediately, took a few steps back, held his clothes and said, "That may be a cabinet, I remembered, I went to get an ice pack, and when I was looking for a medicine box, I ran too fast and bumped into it."

"Is that so?"

"Yes, that's it."

"It seems that you are in a hurry."

"Yeah, as soon as I found out that you had a fever, I felt bad when I thought of you jumping into the sewer to save me that day. I want you to get better soon, and even if your fever subsides now, I want you to go to the hospital. It turned out that you just asked the doctor to send some medicine."

"Don't worry, it's just a fever, just take some medicine, and I'll eat lightly with you recently."

"Yeah, then I'll go to the toilet." Lian Zhao pointed outside, seeing Lin Che nod and quickly fled.

Damn, I was scared to death.

How can there be blue and red?

Lian Zhao ran to the bathroom, turned his back to the mirror, and turned his head to look at his back in the mirror.

I didn't see it and didn't notice it, but I was shocked when I saw it.

This is where it hits the waist, it's not only the back, look at the body, the old swan, the front is also a lot of red and purple, as if it has been severely beaten.

The whole process was led by Lin Che, he was the passive one, and he didn't remember being kissed all over at all.

I don't know if the whiteboard has any doubts.

When the blackboard appears, he will condemn it!

Lian Zhao seldom sat in the back, and even stood on the side when eating. Lin Che felt that Lian Zhao was serious.

He took the initiative to mention: "Why don't you arrange for a Chinese massage master to come to your door and give you a massage?"

How can my injury be healed by massage, it is an internal injury, and it would be easy to be exposed by a Chinese medicine doctor. Lian Zhao quickly refused and said: "It's normal to have a little pain at first, and it will probably be better in the evening. Don't bother, and it's okay How serious it is, let’s see it tomorrow, if it’s still serious tomorrow, it’s not too late to call again tomorrow.” Even to prove that it’s not that serious, she slowly sat down on a chair, endured the pain, and ate with a smile.

Finally let Lian Zhao stay up until night, watching Lin Che return to the room, Lian Zhao consciously went downstairs to rest in his room, took a shower comfortably, stood in front of the mirror after taking a shower, looked at his front and back, and was silent for a while after watching.

It was as hard as falling down the stairs.

Those who didn't know thought they were going to be thieves at night, and then accidentally stumbled and fell down the stairs.

Lian Zhao thought that he could sleep peacefully tonight. Blackboards appeared more frequently recently, so he might not show up tonight. With this thought, Lian Zhao fell asleep peacefully.

When I fell asleep at two o'clock, the landline phone rang.

Lian Zhao answered the phone without waiting for the person inside to speak, and said, "I'll be right there." Obviously not surprised at all.

Yawning and putting on a thick coat, he went from the second floor to Lin Che's bedroom on the third floor.

Seeing Lin Che who was sitting silently on the bed, he asked, "Do you want to take a bath?" Then he walked over and touched Lin Che's head and said, "I don't have a fever, it seems that I'm recovering well."

Lin Che lowered her eyes and did not look at Lian Zhao, and shook her head upon hearing this.

Although Lin Che didn't speak, Lian Zhao preconceived that this was the blackboard, and he felt very relaxed, muttering, "You fell asleep that night, and I had to clean it up. I gnawed like that, I almost don’t know how to explain it, my ass is still hurting now, you are really a little too much..." It seems to be complaining, but it is not really blaming the blackboard.

The blackboard did not speak, but when Lian Zhaozheng felt strange, the blackboard spoke.

"Did it hurt you?" a hoarse voice.

"How could it not hurt?" As he spoke, he lifted up his pajamas, showed Lin Che his stomach, and said, "You kissed too much. If you don't know, you might think someone beat you." Then he took off his thick coat , lifted the quilt, sat on it gently, pulled Lin Che to lie down again and said, "Are you unable to sleep, let me talk to you." After complaining, she began to feel sorry for Lin Che who always woke up in the middle of the night.

Lin Che turned sideways, stretched out her arms to hug Lian Zhao, and still didn't speak.

Lian Zhao already realized that the blackboard he woke up today was exceptionally silent, so he couldn't help but say a lot.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable? Why haven't you spoken? Just now I said that it hurt me, but it didn't hurt much. Now I don't feel much. The main reason is that I feel like eating too much chili during the day." I said deliberately so easy.

Lin Che said, "I will be gentle this time."

"Ah?" Before Lian Zhao could react, a shadow fell over his head, and then Lin Che kissed him, not giving him another chance to speak.

Why come again, why do this thing after waking up.

Anyway, let me take a break!

After the kiss was over, Lian Zhao immediately pushed Lin Che's chest and said, "No, why are you doing this, come again!"

"I think about you when I see you, I can't help it..." His tone was pitiful, who else could it be if it wasn't a blackboard.

"Besides, I may disappear soon, are you willing to reject me?"

"Why is this the reason again, you also had the same reason last night..." Tell me this and that.

"Good Zhao Zhao, promise me..."

"You're just convinced that I can't refuse you, always acting like a baby with me."

"is it okay?"

The boss sees that he knows the taste of the marrow and knows the benefits of traditional Chinese massage. He is not satisfied with one massage and wants to continue.

Lian Zhao sighed, and nodded resignedly. Who told him that he had been a half-baked apprentice in Chinese massage?

Lian Zhao didn't sleep for long at first, and with this exercise, he closed his eyes halfway, and he didn't know how he fell asleep afterwards.

He is really sleepy, and he feels that his spirit and body have not been idle recently.

Please, let me get a good night's sleep, don't let me massage all night just because I'm good at massage.