"do the washing up?"

Zhuang Mengdie's face was full of surprise. The answer was really beyond her expectations: "Just wash dishes?"

Qin Yang smiled and said, "Yes, just wash dishes. I hate washing dishes very much."

Zhuang Mengdie looked at Qin Yang seriously, and Qin Yang also looked at Zhuang Mengdie seriously. After a few seconds, Zhuang Mengdie suddenly smiled sweetly: "Okay, then I'll go wash!"

Zhuang Mengdie walked towards the kitchen with their two noodle bowls. Qin Yang looked at Zhuang Mengdie's back and a helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He understood what Zhuang Mengdie said, but he didn't want to accept it.

It’s not that he pretends to be a gentleman, but if the story happened to the two of them tonight, what will they be in the future?

Originally, the two were friends, but when the friend went to bed, the relationship became worse.

Qin Yang is not the kind of person who is heartless and righteous, and he can't hold his pants and refuse to recognize others. If he goes to bed, he will probably be very embarrassed. After all, although Zhuang Mengdie is beautiful and charming, Qin Yang has no idea to be her boyfriend.

If you are entangled with Zhuang Mengdie, how can you pursue Wen Yuyan?

At least until he confirmed whether there was any result with Wen Yuyan, he didn't want to cause trouble.

This bed is not allowed!

Isn’t it good to maintain your current friendship?

Because of this mentality, Qin Yang fooled the dishes by washing them, which was to give Zhuang Mengdie a step, so as to avoid embarrassment between the two.

During the few seconds between the two of them, Qin Yang believed that Zhuang Mengdie understood his purpose and ideas.

Zhuang Mengdie quickly washed the dishes, then cleaned the kitchen, wiped his hands and walked out: "I've finished washing the dishes, I feel you're losing a lot!"

Qin Yang smiled and said, "I don't think it's good to lose, but next time you don't do stupid things like jumping into the river. If you have something to say, there will always be a firm solution."

Zhuang Mengdie nodded with a gentle face: "I'll listen to you."

Listen to me?

Why does this sound a little bit like that?

Qin Yang looked at the time and smiled and said, "Okay, it's still late, so let's take a break soon!"

Zhuang Mengdie bit her lip: "Okay!"

The two went upstairs, and Qin Yang pointed to the room next to Li Siqi, where she had slept for one night: "You sleep in this room."

Zhuang Mengdie nodded, walked into the room obediently, and gently closed the door. When the door was about to close, Zhuang Mengdie grabbed the door, poked her head out, and whispered: "I don't lock the door!"

After Zhuang Mengdie said this, she blushed and retracted her head, covering the door with a false impression, but it was really not locked!

Qin Yang touched his nose, and involuntarily remembered the passionate kiss she hugged her tightly on the riverside, and the soft touch of her hand touching the soft breasts, and the fire in her lower abdomen suddenly rose again.

This fairy!

Qin Yang walked back to his room with a wry smile, closed the door, thought about it, and locked the door.

Although I think it is unlikely that Zhuang Mengdie would not be so casual, if she really touched her and climbed onto her own bed, she might not be able to resist the temptation. After all, Zhuang Mengdie is both good-looking and figure, and her charming and seductive temperament makes it difficult for men to resist.

If Qin Yang had not received special training and had super strong willpower and self-control, he might have fallen by the river.

It is not easy for me to persist in doing this now.

It was already quite late, and Qin Yang was also very sleepy and fell asleep on the bed.

The morning alarm woke Qin Yang up from his sleep. Qin Yang turned over, changed his clothes after washing up, and prepared to go to school.

Qin Yang walked out of the door and gently knocked on the door of the next room: "Zhuang Mengdie, I'm going to class. You can sleep slowly by yourself. Just take me with the door when you leave."

"Qinyang..."

Zhuang Mengdie's slightly weak voice came from the room, and Qin Yang was stunned for a moment: "What's wrong with you?"

The door was not locked at all, but was just a false cover. Qin Yang gently pushed open the door and looked inside.

Zhuang Mengdie was lying on the bed, covered with a quilt, looking up at the door with her face raised, but her expression was a little haggard.

Qin Yang walked into the room and asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

Zhuang Mengdie smiled bitterly and said, "I seem to have a fever."

Have a fever?

Qin Yang walked to the bed, reached out and pressed it on Zhuang Mengdie's forehead, but found that Zhuang Mengdie's forehead was hot and hot.

Qin Yang frowned: "It's so hot, you're having a high fever. It seems that it was caused by the river breeze blew in the water yesterday..."

Zhuang Mengdie stretched out her hand and touched her forehead, and said with a wry smile: "It should be right, it's okay, you go to class, I'll sleep a little longer, I'll buy medicine myself later."

Qin Yang smiled bitterly, Zhuang Mengdie had a high fever, how could he leave her alone in the house and ignore it?

"Well, you put on your clothes first. There is a clinic at the door. I'll accompany you to see a doctor."

Zhuang Mengdie stared at Qin Yang: "Aren't you going to class?"

Qin Yang smiled and said, "Just skipping classes. Isn't it said that colleges that have not skipped classes are imperfect? ​​It's okay, it's important to treat diseases."

Zhuang Mengdie nodded: "Have my clothes dried?"

Qin Yang smiled bitterly: "It's only been a few hours now. The temperature is low at night, so it's not that easy to dry. Keep wearing my cotton jacket."

Qin Yang turned around and went out: "Hurry up and put on your clothes, go downstairs after you put them in, I'll wait for you downstairs!"

Qin Yang sat downstairs for ten minutes and saw Zhuang Mengdie walking down, but his steps were floating, holding on to the railing, as if he was about to fall down at any time.

Qin Yang stood up and said, "Let's go."

Qin Yang accompanied Zhuang Mengdie for a few steps. Seeing that Zhuang Mengdie had no strength to walk, he stretched out his arm: "Please support my arm."

"Thank you!"

Zhuang Mengdie bit his lip and stretched out her hand, but instead of holding his arm, she directly held his arm, and then leaned half of her body against Qin Yang.

Qin Yang saw that she was very ill and said nothing, so he let her hold him like this, and then left the community all the way.

The clinic next to the community has opened, and Qin Yang has entered the clinic with his weak hands and feet.

The doctor examined Zhuang Mengdie, but because the fever was very severe, he directly issued a form to infusion.

When Zhuang Mengdie heard about the infusion, she was suddenly panicked: "Doctor, can you not have infusion and just take medicine?"

The doctor shook his head and said, "You have a very strong fever. It's 39 degrees and 50 degrees. You have to inject the fluid first to lower the temperature..."

Zhuang Mengdie had a bitter face: "I'm afraid of acupuncture, I...I'm dizzy..."

The doctor smiled and said, "Just don't look at it when you get the needle. It's okay, it's like an ant bites it."

Qin Yang couldn't help laughing when he looked at Zhuang Mengdie's bitter little face and a nervous look: "Listen to the doctor, look at me when I get the needle."

Zhuang Mengdie had a bitter face: "Okay."
Chapter completed!