The goddess of fast wear is super burning

Chapter 237 Luthier (29)

The rain soaked the front of the clothes, and the cold touch penetrated into the skin. The boy hesitated for a moment, and slowly walked to the girl while pinching the wet sleeves. Because most of the clothes were soaked by the rain, he didn't dare to get too close.

The faint fragrance from the girl's body lingered on the tip of her nose, except for what she said just now, she didn't make a sound.

But after the boy got under the umbrella, he handed over the umbrella handle.

Rong Chen was slender and tall, a bit taller than Wei Xi, and Wei Xi didn't have to feel tired if he held the umbrella.

The boy's white long fingers held the umbrella handle above Wei Xi's fingers, and his cold fingers touched the girl's warm and slippery back of the hand, Rong Chen's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he quickly turned his eyes to the front.

Even though there were more intimate actions before, in this small touch, he still felt a little disturbed, and his heart was filled with a sense of joy at a loss.

However, the girl didn't seem to care about the touch just now, and her delicate and warm face was also indifferent, showing no emotion.

Until they returned to the palace, neither of them said a word.

"My lord."

Yu Jin, who was walking back and forth at the gate of the palace, was slightly startled when she saw the two of them, but when she saw the young man who looked slightly embarrassed again, she quickly picked up the prepared coat and put it on the young man.

The spring wind was already cool, plus Rong Chen's clothes were completely wet, and his face was a little pale at this moment.

He held his outer shirt with his fingers, raised his plain eyes to look at the girl who walked straight into the mansion, and said in a cold voice with a slightly hoarse voice, "Thank you, my lord, today."

"Lang Jun, the lord has gone far away, I'm afraid I won't be able to hear what you said." Yu Jin supported the young man and said, "I will help you to go back and change into clean clothes, don't catch a cold."

"Ah."

Rong Chen raised his hand to his lips and gave a low cough, probably because of the rain, his throat was also aching.

In the evening, a fever was initiated, and it was cold and hot for a while.

Rong Chen only felt a splitting headache, his throat hurt so badly, and he was groggy.

Even though she was covered with several quilts, she still couldn't feel the warmth.

The room was filled with a bitter smell of medicine, and Yujin fed it for a long time, but couldn't get it in, so she couldn't help becoming more and more anxious.

Seeing Wei Xi coming in, he hastily put down the medicine bowl and went over to salute, then said anxiously, "My lord, my lord refuses to drink the medicine."

Wei Xi glanced at the person on the bed, and said warmly: "You step back, my king is here to feed you."

"Here."

After Yujin responded, she glanced at Rong Chen on the bed, and then exited the room.

Sitting on the side of the bed, Wei Xi lifted the boy up and let him lean against him, then took the medicine bowl and passed it to the boy's lips with a spoon. Seeing that he didn't have a long mouth, he coaxed him gently, "Hey, take the medicine." .”

The boy buried his face in Wei Xi's arms, hugged her waist tightly with both hands and did not speak.

Wei Xi raised his hand to turn the boy's head around, raised his eyebrows, "You really don't want to drink?"

Rong Chen's mind was not clear, but the bitter smell of medicine at the tip of his nose forced him to shake his head instinctively, his eyes full of grievance and mist subconsciously looked at the girl's beautiful and moist face, his lips were pursed tightly.

Wei Xi stared at him for a while, then suddenly put down the medicine bowl, lowered his head and kissed him.

There was a warm touch from the lips, the boy seemed to be stunned, and it took a few seconds before he opened his lips slightly to respond.

But at this moment, the warm and soft touch on the lips left, and when it came back the next second, it carried a strong bitterness.

The young man's delicate and pale eyebrows frowned instantly, and he wanted to struggle subconsciously, but Wei Xi raised his hand to hold the back of his head, forcing him to swallow the medicine.

(End of this chapter)