Chapter 223: But aren't you tired?

She would rather sit on his lap than dare to stay alone in the bedroom.
"What makes you timid, can't you ..." As he said, Song Wen couldn't help complaining, muttering softly.
No one in this world rules that she can't be timid ...
"What?" Jiang Beihan squinted and asked, seeing her muttering softly.
"It's nothing ... I don't think it's convenient to sit like this. Well, I'll just sit on the sofa." Song Wenxin smiled dryly and said.
"No!"
"But aren't you tired?" Song Wen glanced at him suspiciously. Although she knew he was physically fit, she kept sitting like this and her legs would numb.
"Not tired!" There was a bit of pampering in his eyes!
At her weight, he won't be tired for a lifetime!
"..." She slipped her lips silently and had nothing to say.
Talking to an abnormal man is so tired ...
Song Wenxin sucked his nose and felt helpless, but couldn't help sneezing.
She covered her nose and glanced at Jiangbeihan awkwardly.
Jiang Beihan glanced at her, then suddenly reached out and took her hand.
But found her hands to be cold ...
"Why is your hand cold?"
His face sank all of a sudden, she didn't know that she was wrapped in a piece of clothing and then came out? She is still sick!
Song Wen stared at him in disorientation. When he didn't know what he wanted to do, he suddenly held her up and strode toward the bedroom with long legs.
The next moment, Song Wenxin was put back on the bed, Jiang Beihan's face was calm, and he could not help but wrap her whole body with a quilt.
Because the quilt was too tight, Song Wenxin moved his body uncomfortably, trying to break free of this restraint.
"Stay well, don't move! Tomorrow you can't get better, I can't forgive you!" Jiang Beihan whispered, holding her tightly around her with a quilt to keep her from moving.
"My fever is gone, it's okay!" Said by him, Song Wenxin looked at Jiang Beihan with some grievances.
What does it mean to be better tomorrow, he can't spare her ...
She had a pitiful cold, and was so threatened by him ...
Although I knew he was doing it for her, it was too uncomfortable!
And she just caught a cold and stayed in bed all day, which was too exaggerated.
"Are you sure?" Jiang Beihan glanced at her coldly, questioning.
She nodded shyly.
He then took out his cell phone and dialed a number.
"Let the doctor come over!" After that, he hung up!
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Before long, Shangguan took the doctor to the bedroom.
Song Wenxin was wrapped in a quilt. The doctor took the thermometer and measured Song Wenxin's forehead.
The results showed that her temperature was still low fever!
Seeing the temperature results, Jiang Beihan looked at her unhappyly and asked in a low voice, "Song Wenxin, didn't you say your fever was gone?"
This woman, burnt, but still restlessly running around!
Song Wen guilty turned his eyes away, obediently buried his face into the quilt, and did not speak again.
She just didn't want to be alone in the bedroom ...
After the doctor prescribed some more medicine, he left.
Only Jiang Beihan and Song Wenxin remained in the bedroom.
The atmosphere was a little dignified.
Knowing that Jiang Beihan was angry, Song Wenxin buried his face in the quilt and did not speak.