Rival roommate wants to be my boyfriend

Chapter 36 Good boy. ...

When I returned to the hotel near the school from the hospital, it started to rain lightly.

When they walked into the first hotel, there was a "bang" behind them, and the rain suddenly became heavier.

An Mingyu walked to the front desk: "Open a twin room."

The lady at the front desk: "I'm sorry...there are only double rooms available now."

An Mingyu glanced at Cheng Yue.

Cheng Yue: "Then open two double-bed rooms."

The lady at the front desk showed embarrassment: "There is only one room, sorry."

Cheng Yue: "..."

An Mingyu cleared her throat: "Let's go, go to the next door and ask."

"it is good."

At the hotel entrance, An Mingyu lightly touched Cheng Yue: "Teacher Cheng."

His eyes fell on the nearby sofa: "Can we sit down and rest for a while? I feel a little cold and uncomfortable."

Cheng Yue looked up.

An Mingyu's complexion was much worse than in the hospital just now, her lips were pale and bloodless.

He frowned and touched the other's hand.

Cold and cold.

Cheng Yue said, "You lower your head."

An Mingyu obeyed.

Immediately afterwards, his forehead covered Cheng Yue's palm.

The temperature from the palm is very high, definitely not normal body temperature.

An Mingyu was running a fever, and the wound might be infected.

Cheng Yue glanced outside the door, it was raining heavily.

He thought for a few seconds: "Go sit down and give me your ID card."

He took the ID cards of the two people and ran back to the front desk: "Hi, please help me open the big bed room just now, thank you."

The lady at the front desk didn't expect him to come back, so she was stunned for a while: "Oh, ok, ok."

After getting the room card, Cheng Yue walked back to An Mingyu's side: "Let's go, the room is ready."

An Mingyu didn't move, he looked up at Cheng Yue: "Teacher Cheng, can I shake hands?"

Cheng Yue was taken aback for a moment: "What?"

There was an abnormal hoarseness in An Mingyu's voice: "I'm so cold."

There was no expression on his face, but it was obvious that he was not very energetic.

He looked really uncomfortable.

Cheng Yue's fingers tapped on the seam of his trousers. A few seconds later, he stretched out his arm and put his hand into An Mingyu's palm: "You... you hold it, will it be better?"

The feeling of chills all over the body caused by fever is very uncomfortable, Cheng Yue knows it.

An Mingyu held his hand, the palm was not as hot as when cooking, but warm and cool.

Maybe he is born with a high body temperature, so he will be particularly afraid of the cold when he catches a cold.

An Mingyu lowered her eyelids, stared at the hands they were holding for a moment, and shook him back.

He smiled lightly: "Mr. Cheng, your palms are so hot."

Because of the cold, his voice was lower and hoarse, with a hint of teasing, like a whisper.

Cheng Yue's ears went numb.

He turned his head and didn't answer.

The heat is constantly passing from the clasped palms to each other.

The room was on the third floor, and when he got out of the elevator, Cheng Yue felt that his palms were about to burn.

He couldn't bear it, and broke free lightly: "I, I will open the door."

An Mingyu let out a "hmm" and didn't stop her.

Cheng Yue opened the door and went in. The room environment was not bad.

An Mingyu walked to the bed and sat down by himself. Feeling the coldness, he raised his eyes to look at the air outlet of the air conditioner directly above.

Cheng Yue also followed his gaze to discover this problem. After thinking about it, he turned off the air conditioner.

"No need to turn it off." An Mingyu leaned against the head of the bed, "It's hot, and I can't stay in the room without the air conditioner."

Cheng Yue shook his head: "I'm not afraid of the heat, it's raining now, and it's cool with the windows open."

How uncomfortable it is to have a fever and turn on the air conditioner, but anyone who has experienced it will not want to experience it a second time.

What's more, An Mingyu was already cold.

Cheng Yue opened a small gap in the window facing the end of the bed, ready to go out.

His clothes were grabbed, he turned his head, An Mingyu got out of bed at some point, stretched his arms, and looked at him: "Where are you going?"

The corners of his mouth were tight, and his eyes were fixed on Cheng Yue, as if he was afraid that he would run away and not want him.

Cheng Yue was amused by his expression: "Go and buy medicine for you, I'll be right back."

He patted the back of An Mingyu's hand.

An Mingyu saw Cheng Yue's clothes wrinkled by him, and let go.

"You don't need to take medicine, just sleep and you'll be fine."

Cheng Yue didn't agree to him, and went out anyway. He took a public umbrella from the hotel lobby, pulled up his collar slightly, and rushed into the rain.

After buying the medicine in a hurry, before returning to the room, he caught a glimpse of the vending machine at the end of the aisle.

Cheng Yue thought about it, and went over to buy a pack of toffee that An Mingyu gave him last time.

In the room, An Mingyu was half lying on the bed, the quilt was tightly covered, her face was a little red, and she gently closed her eyelashes.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he looked over.

Cheng Yue took the hot water, dissolved the medicine and handed it to him.

An Mingyu raised her head and drank it in one gulp.

Putting down the cup, another toffee was opened in front of him.

An Mingyu paused.

Cheng Yue also suddenly realized that he seemed to be making a fuss out of a molehill.

The other party was an adult, not a baby.

There is no need to use sugar to coax you to drink medicine.

"I... I'm afraid the medicine will be too bitter." After he explained, An Mingyu lowered his head just as he was about to withdraw his hand.

Immediately afterwards, Cheng Yue's fingertips felt hot.

The toffee went into the opponent's mouth.

"The medicine is indeed bitter." An Mingyu bent her lips, "It's sweet now, thank you Teacher Cheng."

Cheng Yue was stunned.

An Mingyu said again: "It's raining a lot outside?"

He nodded: "Yes."

"You are very cold." An Mingyu had sugar in her mouth, and her words were a little vague, "Go take a hot bath, or you will catch a cold."

Cheng Yue went into the bathroom with a dumbfounded head.

He stood for a moment before his brain came to his senses, and he turned his head to look in the mirror belatedly.

The person in the mirror looked the same as before in An Mingyu's apartment, with red cheeks and red ears.

Cheng Yue leaned against the edge of the sink.

Just now... An Mingyu seemed to...

Licked him.

No, just lips touching him.

Warm and soft.

Just for a split second, not sure if it was the lips or the tongue.

Cheng Yue quickly rubbed his face.

He was thinking about something... just accidentally rubbed it.

From the time he took a shower until he went to bed, Cheng Yue didn't talk to An Mingyu again.

Before turning off the lights, he got into the quilt, his body was almost pressed against the edge of the bed, and then he lay down properly.

An Mingyu slept on the right, and he slept on the left. It was a double bed, which meant that it was forced to sleep out of a three-person bed, and there was a full half an arm's distance between the two.

"I don't have a viral cold."

Cheng Yue heard the person behind him whisper.

He pulled the quilt down a little and turned around: "What?"

An Mingyu didn't speak, her eyes fell between the two of them.

Cheng Yue followed his gaze and looked over.

He slept too far to the side, and an adult could lie between them, so it really looked like he was avoiding An Mingyu.

Cheng Yue murmured: "I didn't... I'm not afraid of being infected by you."

An Mingyu gave a "hmm" and patted the quilt: "Come to sleep."

Cheng Yue lowered his head, as if he was willing to move a little bit in the middle, and then he didn't move anymore.

An Mingyu looked at his pointed ears protruding from the quilt.

It was red as if it was about to bleed.

He curled his lips silently, turned off the light, and didn't make things difficult for him anymore.

the next morning.

An Mingyu was awakened by the ringtone of her mobile phone.

The caller is the mother.

He connected and lowered his voice: "Hello?"

There was a questioning tone on the other end of the phone: "Where are you now?"

An Mingyu lowered her head and glanced at Cheng Yue who rolled over at some point and was hugging him, who was sleeping soundly.

The latter's face was pressed against his chest, and his head rose and fell with his breathing.

He reached out his hand to brush Cheng Yue's soft hair, and touched his eyelashes that had been itching for a long time, and said without changing expression: "In the bedroom."

Mother An was silent for a moment: "I'm just downstairs in your dormitory. Your roommate said you didn't come back last night."

An Mingyu opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, Mother An said again: "Don't tell me you're in the apartment, I've been to your apartment just now, and there's no one in it."

She continued: "I heard that you got into a fight with someone and went to the hospital in the middle of the night?"

There was a slight movement in An Mingyu's arms.

Cheng Yue woke up.

But as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the strong chest muscles. He raised his head slightly, and a pair of deep collarbones came into his sight, and there was still warmth from his cheeks.

Cheng Yue was dumbfounded.

He immediately realized who it was.

Then...he decisively chose to close his eyes and pretend to be asleep, pretending that he hadn't woken up just now.

An Mingyu had a full view of Cheng Yue's little movement.

He was a little amused, and replied: "Then you wait for me downstairs in the dormitory, and I will be right there."

Cheng Yue pricked up his ears.

An Mingyu is on the phone, who is it?It even has to be honored.

An Mingyu sat up, raised his hand to support Cheng Yue's head, and let him lie back on the bed slowly.

Cheng Yue stiffened and let him move.

While putting on his clothes, he comforted him, "I'm fine. I'll be there in about 10 minutes."

Mother Ann: "well, think about what kind of story you're going to make up to fool me later."

An Mingyu: "."

After hanging up the phone, An Mingyu turned her head: "Are you awake?"

Cheng Yue poked his head out from under the quilt, pretended to yawn, and rubbed his eyes again as if he just woke up: "Huh?"

An Mingyu smiled lowly and didn't expose him: "Get up, my mother has come to school, she's downstairs in the dormitory, I'm going to see her later."

"..." Cheng Yue sat up, "Then your hand..."

After all, he was injured for himself.Cheng Yue worried.

"If your mother is unhappy, I will apologize to her." He said seriously.

An Mingyu raised her eyebrows: "Unhappy?"

"She's quite upset." But it's not because of Cheng Yue, it's probably because he knows that he can still lose money in a fight, and thinks he's ashamed.

Cheng Yue felt even more disturbed when he heard this, and he looked around.

There were marks of two people sleeping on the bed, and An Mingyu's body temperature was still in the quilt beside his legs.

And now, the latter is sitting by the bed and getting dressed.

He swallowed, always feeling that the picture was a bit weird, but he couldn't tell what was wrong for a while.

Cheng Yue didn't take off his clothes at night, and got up in a hurry to wash up.He looked in the mirror, only to realize that there was still a red mark on the side of his face that was pressed on An Mingyu's chest at night when he slept.

"Cough... cough cough cough..." Recalling the scene when he just woke up, Cheng Yue choked on the toothpaste bubbles in his mouth.

An Mingyu knocked on the door: "What's wrong?"

He was in a hurry, spit out foam from his mouth quickly, and said vaguely: "No, it's okay."

"What does your mother like? Should I buy something as an apology for her?" Cheng Yue was still worried when he came out of the room. He didn't want to leave a bad impression on An Mingyu's parents.

An Mingyu said calmly, "No need."

He stretched out his arms to embrace Cheng Yue: "Don't worry, she will like you."

When the two walked out of the hotel, An Mingyu looked up, and there was a Maybach that was so familiar that he couldn't look any more familiar.

There was also a slender long-haired woman standing beside the car. She looked very young, about 27 or 100 years old, and was well-dressed. She was the type who would turn heads [-]% after just one stop on the street.

She held a cigarette between her slender fingers, and seeing them, she narrowed her eyes and exhaled a white smoke ring.

Her eyes first fell on An Mingyu and turned around, staying for a few seconds on the gauze wrapped around his right hand.

Immediately afterwards, her eyes returned to An Mingyu's arm on Cheng Yue's shoulder, and finally saw Cheng Yue's face, the intimate gesture of the two of them, and the big hotel behind them.

Her expression obviously softened a lot.

Cheng Yue looked back and forth between the two in a daze.

This is... An Mingyu's friend?

She didn't look easy to get along with, and Cheng Yue somehow had the illusion that the other party could lift him up with one hand.Although she is a thin woman.

Until An Mingyu led him forward, she opened her lips and called, "Mom."

The long-haired woman nodded lightly: "Yes."

Cheng Yue was shocked.

"Ah..." He opened his mouth, but felt that he couldn't say the word aunt, "Hello, sister."

After Cheng Yue finished speaking, his face flushed instantly, he lowered his head and wished he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

An Mingyu's eyebrows twitched.

Mama An was also taken aback by this address, but she was obviously in a better mood, curled her red lips, and reached out to rub Cheng Yue's hair: "Good boy."

"You have a cigarette in your hand." An Mingyu frowned and brushed away a bit of cigarette ash from Cheng Yue's hair.

Mother An ignored him and opened the car door: "Get in the car, I'll treat you to a meal."

Cheng Yue raised his head: "Shall I go too?"

"Go." An Mingyu smiled gently, and opened the car door for him, "I told you, she will definitely like you."