Jiang Xu's tone was calm and her eyes were also looking at her quietly.

In one sentence, Wen Siyu was nailed to the spot.

The low and dumb voice made people's heart tremble.

She was a little surprised and called him: "Teacher Jiang? Why are you here?"

Jiang Xu didn't answer, but just looked at her with a heavy look: "You didn't reply to me."

Wen Siyu looked up at him and opened his mouth: "Have you finished the filming?"

"Um."

"Why don't you reply to me?" He repeated it stubbornly, as if he had to ask an answer.

Wen Siyu was a little at a loss and didn't know how to answer.

The man lowered his eyes and cast a shadow. Under the dark light, she vaguely saw a faint blue color in his eyes.

"You won't reply to me-" he said slowly in a very slow tone, "Is it because you have someone you like?"

Wen Siyu was stunned.

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

He asked.

"Are you going to be with him?"

"You don't reply to my message because you like him?"

He asked a series of questions one after another, and repeated them many times, even a little incoherent.

Wen Siyu finally felt that something was wrong with a man today.

"Teacher Jiang, are you feeling uncomfortable?" The girl asked tentatively at him with some concern.

When the man heard her say, he blinked his eyes very slowly.

"Yes." He nodded, raised his right hand and pressed it in his heart. "It's uncomfortable here. If you have someone you like, then I'll be heartbroken."

With a "bang", Wen Siyu felt something exploded in his body.

He looked at him helplessly: "...I don't have."

"Nothing." He stepped closer.

The little girl couldn't speak, just stared at him blankly.

He took another step forward, leaned over and lowered his head, and the distance between the two people was closer, and it seemed that he could feel the other person's breath through the mask.

"Nothing." He asked in a low voice.

It was so sudden that Wen Siyu felt like he had stepped on thousands of troops in his heart, with a fine and dense panic.

Seeing this, Jiang Xu sighed, stood up and took a step back, and said "sorry".

The powerful sense of oppression evacuated. Wen Siyu hesitated for a moment, tiptoed and covered the man's forehead.

The extremely hot temperature climbed up along the palm of your hand, which was so hot.

It's true that I have a fever.

There was fine sweat on the man's forehead, and the corners of his eyes were red.

Wen Siyu frowned worriedly and looked at him: "Teacher Jiang, you have a fever."

Jiang Xu said "Yes": "It seems a bit cold and a little hot."

The man was a little stunned when he was sick, and Wen Siyu looked at him with amusement and worry.

"Teacher Jiang, you have to go home and take medicine to rest. Do you have antipyretics at home?"

Jiang Xu nodded.

Then he seemed to suddenly react and frowned: "Do you want me to go back alone?"

He looked at her and accused calmly: "You don't plan to care about me."

"No, no, no, no, no, no, I don't plan to care about you." Wen Siyu quickly denied.

"I'm sick, don't you care?" he emphasized again.

Like a child, a little childish and a little scoundrel, Wen Siyu had no choice but to coax him: "Then you wait for me here, I'll get a wallet and send it home."

"No, I have money, come with me."

Wen Siyu sighed and coaxed in a gentle voice: "Okay, I'll go with you."

——I'll go with you.

With a word from her, Jiang Xu stood there in a daze.

What was in my head that was burning and a little confused was hanging up.

The man smiled.

The next second, he grabbed her wrist and pulled the person toward the school gate.

After leaving the school, Wen Siyu waved to stop a car. Jiang Xu slowly reported an address. It was a high-end community with a high-end house price that was not far from her school, a twenty-minute drive away.

The car drove downstairs, and Jiang Xu pulled out a wallet from the pocket in front of the black sweatshirt and threw it to Wen Siyu.

Wen Siyu reacted for a while before opening and paying.

Jiang Xu's home is on the 17th floor, with an electronic lock and a small duplex layout.

There are only two households on each floor, and the doors are opened bypassing the elevator and facing each other. They have a very good sense of security, but they are a little deserted and lack a little human touch.

The man kicked off his shoes when he pulled his mask while walking in. He entered the bedroom, sat weakly on the bed, his head drooping like a small animal.

Wen Siyu followed, squatted down and raised his arm, covering his forehead again.

It seems hotter than just now.

The little girl knelt in front of him, her white little face was full of worry, her arms were raised, and her soft little hand was pressed against his forehead, which was cold and comfortable to touch.

Jiang Xu raised his eyelashes and looked at her heavily.

Suddenly he raised his arm, grabbed her cold hand, moved it away from his forehead, slowly down, and touched his lips.

The scorching and hot lips kissed her cold fingertips.

His hands were also very hot, and the palms were very warm. Wen Siyu's hand was sandwiched in the middle, and he was in a dilemma.

He sat beside the bed, and she knelt on the ground, head to the height of his waist, looking up from between his legs, looking at him indescribable postures between the two.

Wen Si's heart was beating wildly when she met.

She suppressed her heartbeat and asked him stutteredly: "...Teacher Jiang, where are the antipyretic drugs and thermometers?"

"In the cabinet under the TV." Jiang Xu said, his lips opening and closing and rubbing against her fingertips.

Wen Siyu felt that the temperature of his fingers was infected by him and began to heat up.

He quickly pulled out his hands and went to the living room to get the medicine box, then went to the kitchen to find an electric kettle, rinse the kettle, and boiled the water. Wen Siyu carried the medicine box into the room. The man had already lie down, leaning against the head of the bed, his eyes closed, and fine sweat oozing from his forehead.

Wen Siyu walked to the bed and sat down, placed the medicine box at the head of the bed, turned out the thermometer, and said in a soft voice: "Teacher Jiang, I'll take your temperature."

Jiang Xu opened his eyes, uttered, and then raised his arms.

Wen Siyu was stunned and understood: "Teacher Jiang, our family is in our mouths."

"I'm all clamped." Jiang Xu insisted on lifting his arms weakly, his eyes very calm.

Wen Siyu had no choice but to hold the thermometer and hesitated for a moment: "Then do you pick it up by yourself?"

"No." He refused very simply, "I'm ruthless, please hold it for me."

“…”

Wen Siyu's heart:@#￥%&*

The little girl took a deep breath, bit her lip and found the edge of her sweatshirt around her waist, and put her thermometer in with her left hand. Her cold fingers inevitably touched the man's hard abdominal muscles and her fingers were shaking with the hot temperature.

She touched her and put the thermometer in place. The man obediently clamped it, blinked her eyes, and smiled softly.

The laughter was heavy and the sound was hoarse.

"Your ears are red, it seems you are sick, too."

Wen Siyu's face turned red instantly, leaving a sentence, I'll go and pour water, and then quickly get up and rush out of the bedroom.

After a while, Jiang Xu brought back a glass. She watched her put the water cup on the bedside table and reminded him: "I've measured it."

After saying that, he looked at her with anticipation.

Wen Siyu's ear tip, which had just come back, turned red again, and his face bulged: "Take it out yourself!"

Jiang Xu wanted to laugh again, but after thinking about it, he obediently said "Oh", pulled out the thermometer and handed it over.

Wen Siyu took it and stared at the mercury pillar, his face turned pale and burned to 40 degrees.

No wonder I'm not right.
To be continued...