It's okay, don't flirt!

Chapter 30 Chapter 30

Sister-in-law Qian went to the health center to prescribe some medicine, hurried back, poured a glass of warm water for Yan Jing to swallow.He was so hot that he didn't want to eat, so he fell asleep under the quilt again.

The phone buzzed on the table.

Knowing that Yan hadn't heard from his junior brother for a week, he was still thinking about it.Whether the work can be done well is the second thing, and Yan Jing goes to a mountain town alone, and he doesn't know if he can get used to it, and if no one plays with him, he will die of loneliness.

People who chatter endlessly all day long, why don't they contact each other for a week?

The phone was connected, and there was a soft voice, "Brother?"

This call made Ming Zhiyan's heart skip a beat.This is looking for a girlfriend, and the sweet life has no time to contact me and Shen Jiang?

Although he knew that Yan intended to find a good girl for his junior brother, fell in love, and then got married, but he had to take his time, the news came too fast, and he knew that Yan was not ready yet.

He also lost his sense of control when answering the question, not very fluently, "Huh? Uh...how rigorous?"

Sister-in-law Qian was also straightforward, and answered whatever she asked, "I'm asleep."

Knowing that Yan was down, with a click, my heart fell into my stomach.Taking things slowly has become a joke... The reality is running too fast, and I know that I don't know what to do for a while.

Sister Qian took a breath, "I just took the medicine."

This breath almost cost Ming Zhiyan half his life.Only then did he pull back his IQ, restart his brain circuit, and asked anxiously, "What's going on?"

"Teacher Yan looks at the stars at night, I'm afraid he's caught a cold and has a fever."

Knowing that Yan gave some instructions, he hung up the phone after thanking him, put on his coat and was about to go out, passed by Yan Jing's bedroom, went to fetch some things, and then ran downstairs.

Arriving at Wuzhen, it was already a little closer. Knowing that he was looking for the mountain road, he drove and asked questions, and finally arrived at Qian Carpenter's house.

Sister-in-law Qian was in the courtyard, knowing that Yan came up to her, she asked, "Are you feeling better?"

Sister-in-law Qian answered while leading the way, "Oh, I just took some medicine, and I don't want to eat anyway." She pushed open the door of the side room and let Ming Zhiyan into the room, "Brother, teacher, you haven't eaten, right? It's hot, why don't you pad your stomach first?"

Ming Zhiyan sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand to touch Yan Jing's forehead, it was burning badly.He said to Mrs. Qian, "Then I will trouble you."

Sister-in-law Qian went to the kitchen to bring the meal, put it on the table, then gently closed the door and left.

Ming Zhiyan patted the rigorous shoulder, and said softly: "Come, eat something before going to bed."

Yan Jin snorted twice, frowned, couldn't open his eyes, and said in a waxy voice, "I don't want to eat, I can't eat."

"It's burned like this, how can I have strength if I don't eat." As he said, he knew that Yan put his hands on the rigorous shoulders, pulled him up, and sat down against the head of the bed.

Yan Jing was sitting upside down, wanting to slip into the bed, knowing that he had to sit on one side, put his arms around him, took the bowl with one hand, tasted the cold hot, scooped a spoonful and brought it to Yan Jing's mouth, "Good boy, open your mouth."

Yan Jing struggled again, realizing that there was no possibility of escape, so he obediently opened his mouth and took a sip.Finally swallowed a difficult mouthful, shook his head rigorously, and resisted: "No more."

Ming Zhiyan coaxed softly, "Okay, one last bite."

When Yan Jing heard that he only needed to take another sip, he obediently took another spoonful.

Unexpectedly, the senior brother lied to him again, he took another spoonful and brought it to his mouth after one mouthful.Yan Jing paralyzed in his senior brother's arms, and spent all his energy on opening his eyes. He glanced at it knowingly, and said unwillingly, "You lied to me."

Ming Zhiyan lowered his eyes, looked at him gently, and said indifferently: "Well, you lied to me, come on, open your mouth."

Rigorous, half-pushing, half-satisfying, knowingly coaxing and deceiving, a bowl of porridge was finally eaten.Rigorous also gained some strength, lay down and fell asleep, and couldn't keep his mouth idle anymore.

"Brother, did you come to see me specifically?"

Mingzhiyan went to get another bowl of porridge, sat on his bedside and drank it, saw him outside the bed with only a flushed face, and said with a smile: "He's here for vacation."

Yan Jing knew that the senior brother was teasing him, and asked softly, "Is it because I am sick that you came to accompany me?"

Ming Zhiyan helped him tuck the corner of the quilt, "I'm sick, how can I have no one to accompany me."

Strictly squinting his eyes, like a well-kneaded kitten, he nodded, it's quite desolate to be sick and have no one to accompany him.When he was in elementary school, he could only drink a few cups of hot water when he had a fever, and lay down to sleep humming, not sure if he was better. Anyway, he still had to carry his schoolbag to school the next day.

"Since my father passed away, I have never had anyone to accompany me when I was sick." Yan Jing turned his head, looked at Ming Zhiyan, and said, "I used to be able to eat delicious food when I was sick, and those that I couldn't usually eat."

Knowing that Yan hurried out of the room, he didn't have much time to come back in a hurry, holding a bag of plums in his hand, which was left at home before Yan Jing left, "I brought it for you." Although it's not something you can't usually eat, but at least this The moon is not enough.

Rigorousness is burning hot in the head, some people are used to it, and people are like a cripple.He opened his mouth, tearing open his mouth knowingly, and feeding him.Huamei pressed against her cheeks, the sweet and sour taste filled her mouth, she licked her lips rigorously, extremely satisfied.

Young Master Yan felt comfortable being served, and he didn't feel like going to sleep anymore. He looked listless, but his spirit was still struggling to resist, his eyelids were stubbornly rolled up, forming a complex of contradictions.

Mingzhi said: "If you don't want to sleep, we will go down the mountain and take you to the health center."

The little cripple squirmed, slowly got up from the bed, put on his coat slowly, and stepped on his shoes feebly.

Knowing that Yan shunned his curly hair, "Uncomfortable? Do you want senior brother to carry you?"

The little cripple jumped onto the senior brother's back with a snap, his sickly body was supported by his solid and wide back, and he felt an indescribable sense of security. He rubbed his head against the hollow of his shoulder, gathered strength from the depths of his soul, and roared Throat, "Drive!"

Knowingly bid farewell to the Qian family and his wife, he went out with the little disabled on his back, stuffed it into the car, arrived at the health center, took it out of the car, and walked in with his back on his back.

When I met an acquaintance, I was concerned and asked what was going on.

Knowingly speaking, he said that he was not feeling well.

"Oh, my leg is broken, how did you fall?"

Only then did the head resting on the shoulder rigorously lift up, and retorted: "It's a fever!" You just broke your leg, the fracture hurts so much.

After seeing the doctor, there was nothing serious, so I went back to the school dormitory with rigor.Borrowed the kitchen, made a clear and refreshing meal, watched the rigorous meal, and then urged people to go to bed and rest.

"Senior brother, are you leaving?" Yan Yan looked at Ming Zhiyan who was cleaning up the dishes, feeling depressed.

Mingzhi said: "Don't go, you sleep well."

Tomorrow will be Monday, and Yan Yan thinks that the brother may be lying to himself again, "You don't have to go to work tomorrow?"

Ming Zhiyan went out with the bowls and chopsticks, turned around and replied, "Just leave early tomorrow." Seeing the little cripple stubbornly stuck on the ground, Ming Zhiyan threatened him again, "Heal? Then I'll go back."

Strictly, he rushed to bed, wrapped up the quilt, and closed his eyes to sleep.This skill is very different from the previous crippled virtue. Knowing that Yan looked funny, he shook his head and took the bowl and chopsticks to wash up.

When he came back, he was already asleep.Her cheeks were still blush, and her palms were still hot as she pressed them against her forehead.Looking at the sleeping person, knowing that Yan's palm covering his forehead slowly slid to his face, and he touched his lips with his fingers, and couldn't help but move a little closer. His rigorous lips became dry due to the fever, and it seemed that he could swipe his fingers over his lips. Touch the texture.

Ming Zhiyan recalled the touch of these lips before, warm and soft, the rosy color seemed to be infused with strawberry juice, and it seemed to taste sweet, making people want to stop.

He looked at it quietly for a long time, and finally moved his hand away and looked away.

People always have to abide by their own responsibilities. He is a strict good senior brother and good brother. He stays in bed when he is sick, and serves as a foil for marriage. He can do nothing else.Rigorousness always sticks to oneself, nothing more than being provoked by oneself first.He lacks love and just wants someone to accompany him, and this person can be anyone, not only him.

When Yan Jing woke up, it was already dark, and after a peaceful sleep, he sweated again, and his health improved a lot.He glanced at the room, but he didn't see Ming Zhiyan, and felt uncomfortable again.

He stepped on his shoes, ran out of the dormitory, and felt relieved when he saw Ming Zhiyan's car was still parked outside the school gate.

"Brother?" Yan Jin shouted at the top of his voice, his eyes searched around, and finally fixed his eyes on the flag-raising platform.He ran to him, "What are you doing sitting here?"

Ming Zhiyan looked at him, reached out and touched his forehead again, the heat seemed to fade a bit.

Yan Jin stretched his hands, jumped to sit next to Ming Zhiyan, Ming Zhiyan tightened his neckline, and said, "I just watched the sunset, now I plan to see the stars that fascinate you until you become disabled with a fever."

The rigorous excitement came up again, and he blinked his big eyes and said to his senior brother: "It's so beautiful! When I watched it, I was thinking about when I would bring my senior brother to see it."

Ming Zhiyan smiled at him, "Then you can show your brother next time." He jumped off the flag-raising platform and waited rigorously.

"Don't watch?"

Mingzhi said: "Look at you, you will burn for another day, and I can't bear it anymore."

Back in the house, Yan Jing asked Ming Zhiyan to tuck him back into the bed.After laying down for a day, the illness is almost recovered, and the mental head is well maintained. If I lie down like a disabled person again, I can't wait to be rigorous.

"Brother?"

Knowing that Yanzheng was flipping through his lesson plan, he responded.

"boring……"

Ming Zhiyan hurried out of the dormitory again, and came back in a hurry, holding a small book in his hand, and asked people to lie down, "Senior brother will tell you a story."

There is no plot description in this story, what Ming Zhiyan reads are all dialogues, and he glanced at the book cover carefully, it turned out to be a comic!

He sat up again, "What's the point of comics if you don't read pictures?"

Knowing that he had finished the book, he handed it to him, "Then read it yourself."

As for whether the two of them can read this comic because of their dispute, you and I have been playing games for a while. Now he doesn’t read it knowing that the words are in his hand, and he puts them aside, and moves in by himself, so that he knows the words. Also lie down in bed.

"Brother, tell me your story."

The plank bed was not big, so Kan Kan squeezed two people down, knowingly tucked in the quilt to prevent Yan Jing from sticking to the wall, so he said, "Haven't heard enough from the teacher's birthday party? What else do you want to hear?"

It was a terrifying night that was crushed by people in all directions, but looking back now, Yan Jing only thinks that it is normal for such a good senior brother to become a god!It is an honor to inherit his throne!Whoever dares to say that the senior brother is not good, he will blow the dog's head off!

"Outside of college."

Ming Zhiyan thought for a while and said, "It was similar when I was studying for a Ph.D."

"What about high school?"