Chapter 1021
Chapter 1021
Her eyes wandered to the face of the person on the bed from time to time, and Guan Yu felt a little complicated.
Is she more perverted?
Why does it feel like Ji Jinzhou, who has a fever, seems very...good-looking?
His face was slightly red while he was sick, and his nose tip and lips were abnormally red. He looked weak and was leaning against the head of the bed. His chest rose and fell shallowly with his breathing, and he looked very weak.
Guan Yu was peeling oranges absentmindedly. Ji Jinzhou waited for a long time and couldn't help asking, "Are you not done peeling the oranges yet?"
She looked blank and said "Ah", "What do you mean no one will disturb me?"
Ji Jinzhou:?
His throat was slightly hoarse, and he tried to stand up, but Guan Yu held him down forcefully, "What are you doing? Lie down."
"Want to drink water."
"Want to kiss...?"
Ji Jinzhou was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that he had misheard her before, and heard her words "want to drink water" as "want to kiss", and felt very embarrassed.
"Ahem." He coughed twice to hold back his laughter. "I was saying, it's easy to mishear, right?"
It’s easy to misinterpret drinking water as kissing!
"I didn't hear it wrong."
"Huh?" He didn't respond.
"What I mean is, I want to kiss you." Her eyes and words were frighteningly blunt, direct and clear.
She leaned close to his face, and they were both close enough to see each other's eyelashes clearly. Ji Jinzhou suddenly reached out and pinched her mouth.
Pinched into a duck's mouth.
Guan Yu: “…”
"Hmm!" Her mouth was gently pinched, and she puffed her cheeks in dissatisfaction as she glared at the culprit.
"This kind of thing generally requires the consent of the parties involved, right?" He pretended to think seriously.
Guan Yu clenched her fist and pretended to hit him in the abdomen.
"But the parties involved will generally agree," he added quickly.
That's more or less.
Although her interest was interrupted midway, but with his sickly beautiful face, Guan Yu could forgive his lack of understanding of romance. She pursed her lips and leaned over to kiss him.
Ji Jinzhou suddenly turned his face and a kiss as soft as goose down fell on the corner of his lips.
He seemed to be deliberately keeping people in suspense, and suddenly remembered something, "Oh, by the way, I have a fever, and it may be contagious to you."
Guan Yu rushed forward regardless of anything.
I don't care.
His eyelashes fluttered, still afraid of infecting her with his cold, so he wanted to push the person away, but he tried and failed.
Forget it.
Guan Yu's eyes were sparkling, and she felt more and more pitiful for the sick Ji Jinzhou. He looked so cuddly and seemed to be ready to be ravaged.
She kind of understood why the president became so beastly when he saw the seriously ill heroine.
Call the president a pervert, and then become a pervert yourself.
Her kiss fell on Ji Jinzhou's eyes. He lowered his eyes obediently, feeling the burning kiss moving down.
His eyes, the corners of his eyes, the mole under his eyes, the tip of his nose, and then his lips.
Guan Yu was like a student who was eager to learn, her eyes full of curiosity. Every time she kissed him, she would observe his reaction and look at his slightly trembling eyelashes curiously.
She was unusually enthusiastic today. Ji Jinzhou didn't know what he was thinking about. He suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Wait a minute."
"What?" She was unhappy about being interrupted.
"Have you done something to offend me again?" Ji Jinzhou held her face in his hands and asked seriously.
I heard that if your husband suddenly becomes very passionate towards you one day, it means he has done something wrong to you outside.
again?
"I didn't." Guan Yu blinked, "I've done you a great favor."
"Then why did you kiss me?"
Guan Yu smiled and told the truth, "Because you are sick."
He understood, "Want to take care of me?"
Guan Yu shook her head, "I want to ruin you."
Ji Jinzhou: “…” This is a bit too explicit.
"You..." He held his breath, as if looking for a suitable word to describe her, "...a hooligan."