The fishing beauty boy in the world of female statues

Chapter 127 Take advantage of your illness, kill you

When he said this, Ye Lan didn't have a hint of a smile on his face, but the content of the words actually contained a bit of ridicule, which made Su Muchen a little uncertain about his attitude.

Did he really change his temper suddenly, seeing himself like this, his heart softened, and he wanted to take care of her?
Su Muchen's eyes were a bit complicated, looking at the capsule that Ye Lan sent to his mouth, he subconsciously wanted to turn his head to avoid taking the medicine, but thinking of this would be a bit delicate and contrived, he looked like a man, after thinking for a while, he was still the same at every turn.

Ye Lan saw that Su Muchen didn't open his mouth, and didn't say anything, he directly sent the medicine between her lips, forced her mouth open, and sent the capsule into her mouth.

Su Muchen was caught off guard by Ye Lan's action, especially when his lips touched Ye Lan's fingertips. The untimely ambiguity made President Su feel that his majesty had been shaken, and said coldly, "I don't know what to say?"

"Ma'am, I've taken the medicine." Ye Lan repeated, "Didn't I tell you?"

In a word, Su Muchen was speechless, she couldn't explain to Ye Lan that she made such an awkward move because of his sudden tenderness, she was a little disturbed.

Fortunately, Ye Lan didn't seem to notice her strangeness, she just stood up and said, "I'll go get the water."

After a while, Ye Lan came in with a water glass, sat on the edge of the bed: "Open your mouth."

Su Muchen frowned: "It's all melted."

Ye Lan: I just waited for the capsule to melt on purpose, it’s going to kill you.

Having said that, Su Muchen opened his lips slightly, and drank the water from the glass Ye Lan handed over, finally diluting the bitter taste in his mouth.

Ye Lan asked: "Do you still want to drink?"

"No need." Su Muchen shook his head.

"it is good."

Ye Lan put the water glass on the bedside table.

The conversation between the two of them was too normal and ordinary, neither what they usually looked like nor the relationship between them.

It's just like... a pair of real lovers, when the girlfriend is sick, the boyfriend stays by the bedside to take care of her.

Ordinary and real.

This idea made Su Muchen inexplicably feel a little repulsed, she shook her head and got rid of this idea.

"Take a good rest." Ye Lan urged, getting up and leaving here.

Su Muchen quickly grabbed his hand with sharp eyes.

Ye Lan struggled for a while, but turned around and looked down at her after being fruitless.

He didn't speak, just stared at her silently.

Su Muchen pursed her lips slightly, Ye Lan's silence made her feel an indescribable anxiety.

This kind of him seems to be pampering himself, and this kind of himself seems to be too immersed in this relationship.

Su Muchen spoke naturally: "Sit down, don't leave."

Ye Lan's coldness reappeared in his words: "Want to infect me?"

Su Muchen didn't expect Ye Lan to find this angle, her chest felt tight, and she said stiffly: "I'm sick, shouldn't you stay by my side?"

"On the night when you are about to die, I can watch you by the bed." Ye Lan increased her efforts to break free, "A small cold, I don't think you are so fragile yet."

"Stop..." Su Muchen was about to say something, but suddenly coughed violently, grabbed Ye Lan's arm, trembling with his whole body, his reddish cheeks turned red in an instant, "Do you really want to...cough cough ……driving me mad?"

Ye Lan thought: Don't die in front of me.

Then she really sat back on the side of the bed obediently: "I'll leave when you go to bed."

Su Muchen was not happy, even though she was sick, her personality remained unchanged, and she felt that Ye Lan should always be by her side.

But also because of his illness, Su Muchen was not sure that he could completely restrain Ye Lan, so he didn't make any progress.

Ye Lan looked down at Su Muchen whose whole arm was leaking out of the quilt because he was holding his hand, and was about to pull his hand out, but she held it tightly: "What are you doing?"

"Put your hand back!" Ye Lan's tone showed a hint of annoyance.

Hearing this, Su Muchen's somewhat ugly brows and eyes suddenly relaxed, it turned out that he cared about her...

She held Ye Lan's hand like this, and put them under the quilt together.

Su Muchen was a little proud: "This way."

Ye Lan looked at Su Muchen's appearance, showing a trace of helplessness.

Su Muchen actually saw a bit of accommodating on his face.

Her emotions became complicated again, sick people seemed to be particularly cranky, even Su Muchen, who was usually so shrewd and capable, was no exception.

Amidst the chaotic thoughts in his head, Su Muchen gradually became drowsy and nearly fell asleep.

As if in a hazy dream, she felt that something she had been reluctant to let go was about to leave her side, and finally at the moment before that thing left, she suddenly woke up, opened her eyes wide, and clenched them tightly hands.

The sudden force made Ye Lan frowned, she gritted her teeth and looked at Su Muchen: "Are you crazy?"

They are all sick, where did they get so much strength?
Without rest, Su Muchen's voice became hoarse: "Don't go..."

"You are asleep, why can't I go?"

"I didn't fall asleep." Su Muchen looked serious, "You woke me up because you wanted to leave."

Ye Lan seemed to sneer: "I'm leaving now."

Su Muchen's arm was pulled out of the bed by him. She looked weak, but that hand seemed to be welded to Ye Lan's hand.
Together, life and death are not loose: "Can't you be more obedient?"

"When have I ever been obedient?"

"It's very loud when I'm in bed..."

Ye Lan rushed over, covered Su Muchen's mouth tightly, and said with a face of embarrassment, "Shut up!"

Su Muchen slightly widened his eyes, looked at Ye Lan whose cheeks were slightly flushed, and stared at her viciously, but he didn't feel a trace of viciousness, but rather cute.

The hot breath hit the palm, and the small space gradually became hot and humid.

It's an indescribable feeling, only the two of them are getting sticky, and even their eyes seem to become moist and blurred.

The cold air poured into his lungs again, and Su Muchen felt a sense of emptiness for no reason.

Ye Lan withdrew her two hands, and said lightly to her: "Sleep honestly, I will stay with you until you wake up."

As soon as these words came out, Su Muchen, who was a little angry because Ye Lan pulled his hand out of his palm, gradually calmed down.

If it is exchanged at this price, it seems that it is not unacceptable.

Su Muchen closed his eyes, felt the familiar aura around him, and fell asleep in a peaceful atmosphere.

[Su Muchen's favorability has increased, currently: 45%. 】

Su Muchen was woken up by the heat. Most people with high fever seem to wake up in this way, that is, they are forcibly woken up by the stickiness all over their bodies, but that also means that most of their spirits have recovered.

And when she opened her eyes, the first thing she did was to look at the bed, but there was no figure of her in the dream.

As if anticipation was in vain, Su Muchen, who was covered in sweat, suddenly felt a chill.

Damn counterfeit...

(End of this chapter)