Chapter 1362: 1388 There is a kind of warmth, not publicity 13

Chapter 1362 1388 There is a kind of warmth, not publicity 13
Obviously the most attractive age for an upright man, if she really resists an old man, Yin Xiong is much older than him (295 days older than him)! ! !
Mu Li slept very deep, confused, feeling very cold, and there was a hot heat source beside her, making her unconsciously want to get closer, she shrank into the heat source's arms, her body shivered, and she muttered unclearly. :"cold……"
The soft voice disturbed Yin Zhan's always shallow sleep.
Yin Zhan actually did not have the habit of sharing a bed with a woman. There was a woman sleeping next to him, and no one occupied a bed comfortable, but before leaving the hospital at night, the nurse reminded him that Mu Li might donate too much blood. Fever, this is the body's stress response. It is usually low-grade fever. It is not suitable to take antipyretics. Resting more can relieve itself, but let him pay a little attention.
He endured sleepiness and tucked the quilt for her, his big palm fell on her back, he pressed her into his arms, and continued to sleep, but after a minute, he opened his eyes suddenly and put his hands against her. His forehead is a bit hot.
Yin Zhan turned on the light, turned over, took the thermometer that had been prepared by the bed, and put it under her armpit.
Mu Li let out a bewildered "um", feeling cold under her armpits, and wanted to take the thermometer away, so she didn't cooperate.
Yin Zhan picked her up and leaned in his arms, pressing her armpits against her, not allowing her to struggle.
Mu Li opened her heavy eyelids and looked at him. She groaned like a dream, "Yin Zhan, why are you in my bed again? I remember, I didn't drink..."
"You have a fever, take your temperature and don't move."
She struggled to get up, but she didn't have much energy, and whispered: "It's cold..."
"Hold it up."
Yin Zhan pulled the quilt to cover her exposed shoulders.
She snorted deeply and kicked him: "Don't you want to bully me again, otherwise, I will kill you. In my life, I hate men bullying me the most!"
"Then you have to be thankful, I'm not interested in women with fever."
Yin Zhan took out the thermometer from her armpit: "At 38 degrees, the nurse explained that if you have a low-grade fever, you can't give you anti-fever medicine, so you can carry it yourself. Is there any problem?"
"No problem, a trivial matter." Mu Li noticed that this is not her room. She half braced herself and wanted to get out of bed: "I want to go back to my own room."
Yin Zhan pushed her back, his arms fell on her waist, tightly looped, and she was not allowed to drive away the heat from the bed three minutes or four times.
Lowered her head, condensed her face, because of the low-grade fever, her face was flushed, so it looked a little cute, like a little pet.
"Your own room property rights are mine. It's the same everywhere you sleep. There is no need to toss about it in the middle of the night, and it's not that you haven't slept before. Besides, if you don't feel cold, then treat me as a stove."
"So, do you think I can regenerate once and regenerate twice?"
"It's not impossible."
"rogue."
"Not the old hooligan?"
Mu Li fluttered, "So you know yourself?" As she said, she drew her long hair, all behind her head, spread out, and every move fell on Yin Zhan's eyes. She didn't know her special style. .
Maybe because of fever, I feel a little dry mouth.
She said softly: "I'm thirsty and want to drink water, you let me go."
"Lie down and don't move." Yin Zhan got up, poured her a glass of water, and fed it to her mouth.
Mu Li was holding heavy eyelids, not being polite to him, drinking a glass of water all at once, and some of it came out from the corners of her lips and slipped into her neck...
(End of this chapter)