Cute, you are wild

Chapter 95 My God!what did he hear

It was past six o'clock in the morning when Jiang Che got off work. He bought Qiao Ai's favorite soup dumplings at the breakfast shop downstairs in the community, and took a bag upstairs.

Entering the door, he found that Aunt Li came very early today, and she was already cooking porridge in the kitchen. He handed the steamed stuffed bun to Aunt Li, and asked casually, "Qiao Ai is still sleeping?"

"It should be, I didn't see her come out."

"Ah."

He was a little tired. After coaxing Qiao Ai to sleep last night, he received several emergency calls and was busy until dawn, and he hasn't closed his eyes until now.

He went back to his room, took a hot shower, washed off the smell of disinfectant, changed into home clothes, and came to the door of Qiao Ai's room.

Gently pushing the door open a crack, he saw Qiao Ai curled up on the bed like a baby, holding a mobile phone in one hand, most of the quilt was kicked under the bed by her, and the whole person probably just hung out on the bed all night.

He went in, picked up the quilt, patted the dust that didn't exist, and covered her with the quilt.

He moved very lightly, trying not to disturb her, but she still woke up.

Opening her eyes in a daze, seeing him back, she sniffed and sneezed.

Jiang Che frowned, and stretched out his hand to touch her forehead, it was a little hot.

"You don't sleep well."

Qiao Ai looked at him sleepily. He participated in the sports meeting yesterday and was very tired after running, but he didn't feel anything wrong. After waking up today, he realized what it means to exercise strenuously. His whole body was sore and sore.

Especially the legs, the muscles hurt so badly that she didn't realize that she had a cold and a fever.

She moved her body and tried to sit up with difficulty, but Jiang Che pushed her back on the bed and said in a non-negotiable tone: "Don't move."

"Is breakfast ready yet?"

Jiang Che was amused by her words, "It's not good, you can sleep for a while."

"Oh."

It just so happened that she didn't quite remember either.

She looked at him under the quilt, feeling drowsy and sleepy.

Jiang Che went out, brought an electronic thermometer, and took her temperature on her forehead. It was more than 38 degrees, and she still had a high fever.

Fortunately, he is a doctor, and he always has common medicines at home.

He went out again, took the fever-reducing medicine from the medicine cabinet, and went to the kitchen to see if the porridge was ready.

After waiting for a while, he served a bowl of porridge, took the bag of soup dumplings that were still hot, and went to Qiao Ai's room.

Qiao Ai had no appetite, so Jiang Che reluctantly fed him a bowl of porridge, ate two soup dumplings to fill his stomach, and then drank antipyretics, and fell asleep until more than two o'clock in the afternoon.

When she woke up, she felt much better, but was still sore.

She got up, put a coat on her body, and walked out of the room only to find that the door of Jiang Che's room was open. The man had fallen asleep, but slept very lightly. He woke up immediately when he heard her footsteps.

"Don't worry about me, you sleep, you sleep." Qiao Ai said in a panic.

He was on the night shift all night. If he didn't take a good rest today, he would not be refreshed when he went to the hospital tomorrow.

But Jiang Che acted as if he didn't hear what she said, got up, put on his slippers, and walked straight towards her.

She hadn't washed her face yet, her face was unkempt, he suddenly approached, she lowered her head in embarrassment, and he, standing still in front of her, reached out to touch her forehead.

"The fever is gone," he said.

She nodded, stretched out her hand and pushed him into the room, "They said don't worry about me, go to sleep."

"Are you hungry?"

"Not hungry, not at all hungry."

"It's already afternoon, how could you not be hungry." Jiang Che stopped, smiled and patted her head, then walked straight to the kitchen with long legs.

At noon, Aunt Li came over to cook dinner. At that time, Qiao Ai was sleeping, but Jiang Che didn't call her. Now the food was cold.

He went in, heated up the food in the microwave, and then took Qiao Ai to the restaurant, watching her obediently eat before giving up.

Watching Jiang Che put the dishes into the kitchen, put on gloves and wash the dishes slowly, Qiao Ai stepped forward, tilted her head and asked him, "Are you sleepy?"

"Sleepy."

"Then you go to sleep, I'll wash."

"Need not."

It was rare to be able to rest for a day, but she had a fever, which prevented Jiang Che from resting, and had to take care of her instead.

She felt guilty to death.

I stayed with Jiang Che, and when Jiang Che finished washing the dishes, she hurriedly dragged him out, pushing him all the way back to the room, "You don't need to do anything, go to sleep, my fever has subsided, and I feel very sick now." it is good."

Jiang Che smiled helplessly, "I know, don't be so excited."

She pouted and said, "Where am I excited?"

"Well, you're not excited, not at all."

"..."

Under the surveillance of Qiao Ai's big black and white eyes, Jiang Che climbed onto the bed and dutifully slept under the quilt.

Qiao Ai walked to the window lightly, drew the curtains, walked out of the room lightly, and closed the door behind her.

Jiang Che had just slept for a while when his cell phone rang loudly.

Frowning, he picked up his phone and glanced at the caller ID.

Jiang Lan called.

He picked it up, and before he could speak, he heard Jiang Lan say excitedly: "Brother, I'm going to have a girlfriend soon."

"Ah."

He was not surprised by this.

"Don't you ask me about the dinner with Teacher Ji yesterday?"

"Your reaction proves that you get along well."

Jiang Lan chuckled, "It's really good. Teacher Ji should be the kind of gentle and virtuous type. I especially like this type."

"is it?"

Jiang Che remembered that Jiang Lan's favorite was Zhou Youlin's type. He really didn't see the words beautiful, fashionable, gentle and virtuous from Zhou Youlin.

Jiang Lan coughed in embarrassment, and tried to argue: "I like gentle and virtuous people now, can't I?"

"Row."

"If the development goes well, maybe you can have a buddy's wedding wine this year."

Jiang Che smiled and said congratulations, his voice muffled.

Jiang Lan sensed something was wrong and asked, "Why is your voice so strange?"

"I am sleeping."

Jiang Lan was shocked: "Good guy, are you still sleeping?"

"I just started to sleep."

"..."

Okay, excuse me.

Jiang Lan quickly hung up the phone.

Jiang Che resolutely turned off his phone, and finally regained the feeling of being back in the cage.

When I woke up again, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

He got up and went out to pour a glass of water. Seeing that the light in Qiao Ai's room was on, he knocked on the door, but no one answered.

Gently pushing the door open, he saw Qiao Ai sitting in front of the computer, playing League of Legends with headphones on.He approached with a glass of water, but she didn't notice it at all, and she yelled like no one else was there: "Zhao Jinbo, can you be a little more blind, I have the lowest economy, and you came here to rub my soldiers after you finished fighting. After so long, it’s easy for me.”

Jiang Che: ...

Omg.

What did he hear?
blind?I?

"If you don't play with you in the future, you will bully me. If you have the ability, go and grab Shen Tian's money and see if Xu Qiancheng cuts you off." Qiao Ai was still complaining angrily.

Jiang Che stretched out his hand and patted her on the shoulder, she was so frightened that she almost jumped out of her chair.

(End of this chapter)