Chapter 233: Night cool care

At night, she smiled softly and watched her become strong and brave in the last few days. She did not take a step back in the face of interrogation. At this moment, looking at her little expression, he still felt that she was very cute.
"What do you have?" Gong Momo asked curiously.
"You just didn't want to vomit? This is water with antiemetic function. You can drink two hot drinks!" The night simmered the water to her.
Gong Momo did have some ups and downs in her appetite. She reached out and picked it up. The night was cold and she immediately reminded me, "Be careful with the mouth."
Gong Momo took a sip of his lips, and the taste of made her immediately wrinkle a pair of eyebrows. "It's so hard to drink." After that, he handed Jiang Jiang back to him, not drinking.
The night is cool, the eyebrows are lightly twisted, and the voice is low. "Drink two more, although it is difficult to drink, but it has a miraculous effect."
"I don't want to drink, it's too hot."
"Is it not enough sugar? I will add more." Night cool knows that she likes sweets.
Gong Momo originally thought not to drink, but the attitude of the night was so cold that she could not bear to refuse him, and did not want him to run around, she had to come over, tolerate hot, and drank two more, but also Gave him, "I really don't drink."
The night was cold and smirked. I didn’t mind taking a sip. Miyamo’s pair of leeches was slightly enlarged. How did he drink the cup she had drunk?
When she was cold, she saw her long, moist hair, and frowned. "How do you still wash your hair at night?"
"I have to wash my hair every night! I don't feel uncomfortable." Gong Momo pointed out that she stayed here because she didn't like a sweat. During the day, she liked to hang out and sweat.
The night was cold and the cup was still there, but he didn't want to go out. Gong Momo couldn't help but look up and asked him. "We will leave tomorrow. Don't you go to the sister-in-law more?"
The night was cold and she knew what she was pointing at. He licked his thin lips and did not speak.
Gong Momo saw that he did not leave, she suddenly felt a little pain in her head, reached out and touched her forehead and found that it was hot.
When I saw it in the night, I immediately walked over. When I reached out, I instinctively touched her forehead and tried to test the temperature.
Gong Momo was somewhat reluctant to ask the prisoner's hand for his double trial and immediately avoided it.
The night was so cold that I blurted out and debuted. "My hand wash has been washed several times."
On the occasion of Gong Momo, his big palm stuck to her full and delicate forehead, the temperature was hot, he was taken aback, she was having a fever.
"You have a fever."
Gong Momo gently pushed his arm open, and his face didn't matter. "It's okay, just a low-grade fever." After she finished, she got a little bit of hair, and she had to wait a little longer to get rid of it.
The night was cool but not slack, he said to her, "I am going to find you a hair dryer, no more on the balcony."
After that, the night was cold and he went out. He remembered that Ren Biao had asked him for one day before three days. He wanted to go to her room.
Ren Biao also took a shower at this time. When she heard the knocking on the door, her heartbeat immediately glimpsed. She thought, would it be cool at night, and he wants to take the last night to accompany her?
She opened the door, and the door was really cool at night. She immediately smiled and said to him, "What's wrong? Want to sit in my room?"
"I remember that you have a hair dryer in your room. Let me use it."
"You want to use?"
"It is Momo to use, she has a fever, her hair is not dry."
Ren Biao’s chest immediately tightened. He was so anxious to come to her, not to grasp the night, but to borrow a hair dryer from Gong Momo.
"How can she not borrow from her own? Need your head of the class to do the work?" Ren Biao was a little annoyed.
The heart of the night is full of memories of Gong Momo’s illness. If her long hair has not been blown dry, the cold air will only affect her more seriously. He immediately has a quick tone.
Hey, don’t say, fast. give me."
Ren Biao saw the anxiety in his eyes, could not help but ring his arms, and some angry, "I come in and find it!"
The night chills really went into the room to look for, and at this time, Ren Biao looked at his generous and strong back, her mature body had long since swayed, her soft body looped around his waist from behind. "Cool, can I sleep in my room tonight?"
The cool body of the night was stiff. He reached out and took the hair dryer from the counter. He reached out and pulled her finger that was clasping his waist. "Don't make trouble."
"Who is troubled? From the time I pursued you to the present, how many years have you counted? You have never responded to me. I have been pursuing you since the age of eighteen. Now I have been twenty-seven years old. I am already twenty-seven years old. Cool, you have to be with me." Ren Yan eyes burst into a tear, strong demand.
The night sighed with a slight sigh. "Hey, don't wait, I am still saying that we are not suitable."
"Where is not suitable? You have never promised to interact with me, don't try, how do you know that it is not suitable?" Ren Biao's questioning, she has always been smart and capable, and at this moment, fragile like a child.
After a cold night, I slammed her fingers and shook my head. "Hey, I don't want to say anything that hurts you. In my eyes, I have always been your sister, friend, never thought about doing it. My lover."
After that, the night slammed the door and strode away.
Ren Biao is behind her, the tears of sadness and slid down. At work, she is undoubtedly successful, but in terms of feelings, she is a loser.
She tried many ways to pursue love, and she was rejected by the night. She stalked and gave me enough space, time, but now, what she got is still his sentence, only when younger sister? friend?
Is there any heart in the night? Why can't she go in?
Gong Momo did have a fever, and she felt uncomfortable. She bit her lip and sat in the chair, waiting for the night to send a hair dryer.
Finally, the door rang, she got up and opened, and she walked in with a hair dryer.
"I come by myself!" Gong Momo took the hair dryer in his hand and sat in front of a socket, blowing a long, silky hair.
The night chills stood on one side and stared at it, and did not leave. In the deep dawn, there was a complex emotion that could not be seen through.
Gong Momo’s hair has already dried up halfway. After blowing for ten minutes, she has dried up. She took the hair dryer and handed it to him, thinking that he is waiting to return to others.
No, give it to you.

The night squatting and sticking her hand to her forehead, he lowered his command and said, "I will give you medicine. After a while, you will take two antipyretics and sleep."
"Nothing, just sleep." Gong Momo does not take this low-burning thing as one thing.
"Don't be willful." The night was cold and some angry orders were heard.
Gong Momo looked at him with a slight sigh. "What if I don't eat without eating? This is my body, I can take responsibility for myself."
It’s really cool and cool, and I’m so late.
I’ll come up later.

After he finished, he really had to take the medicine. Gong Momo bit his lip and was a little angry inside. She didn't need his concern.