Chapter 91 Not as pretentious as you think

Author: Wei Wen Ming Xiang

Chapter 91 Not as pretentious as you think

When Shen Qing realized the purpose of asking for the password, she suddenly became nervous and even stuttered in her voice: "You, it's not good for you to be like this, isn't it?"

"What are you thinking about?" Xie Mingchao sneered, "I know an old Chinese medicine doctor, and I'll ask him to help you prepare a prescription to reduce your fever. If you haven't had a fever that makes you unable to get out of bed, you can open the door yourself."

She tried to turn over, but her brain immediately hurt as if it had been torn apart.

Shen Qing gave up and lay back down.

"The password is 0909," she warned worriedly, "Don't use my password to sneak in and do whatever you want in the future!"

He sneered coldly: "Is there anything valuable in your home that I should be concerned about?"

Shen Qing subconsciously replied: "Me."

Then both sides fell into an eerie silence.

In order to ease the atmosphere, she hurriedly found a reason to hang up the phone: "I'm going to take a rest. If you want to come, just come."

Shen Qing pressed the hangup button several times in a panic, and was relieved when she saw the call end interface.

How on earth did she say such shameless words just now!

Xie Mingchao must think she is narcissistic, right? Her image in his mind has hit rock bottom since the first time they met, and now she is showing off her worth like this, which makes her shameless image even more popular.

Shen Qing's face turned hot, whether it was from embarrassment or fever.

She took a deep breath, turned on the sleep-aid music, and planned to continue sleeping.

Xie Mingchao went to the office to ask for leave from Zhang Jianshan.

"Classmate Xie is also sick?" He looked at Xie Mingchao's face nervously, "The flu has been frequent recently, so you should also pay attention to your health."

Xie Mingchao spoke concisely and to the point: "I'm going to visit Shen Qing."

"Oh, good, good," Zhang Jianshan smiled happily, "Classmates should be united and friendly, so go ahead."

Xie Mingchao stopped at the door of Shen Qing's house with her medicine bag. Since she forgot her key last time and was blocked from the door, she changed the door lock to a fingerprint code lock.

He entered the password, and after a beep, the door opened.

Most of the houses in the community have the same layout. Xie Mingchao went to the kitchen with ease and started to stew medicine.

Shen Qing smelled the strong fragrance of herbs while sleeping, and her chaotic consciousness was blown away a lot.

Xie Mingchao knocked on the door: "Are you awake?"

She cleared her throat and tried to raise her voice: "Come in."

He opened the door, but did not come in immediately. He stood at the door holding the medicine and looked at her.

"It's not convenient for a boy to enter the girls' room." Xie Mingchao placed the medicine at the door, "You can get up and drink it."

"You are quite a gentleman at this time," Shen Qing struggled to sit up on the edge of the bed. His eyes were dark for a long time before he gradually regained his clarity. "You didn't say that when you asked me to go to your room to sleep."

"These two things cannot be compared," he leaned against the door frame, bending his legs casually. "You are now as haggard as if your essence has been sucked dry by a male monster."

"It's ugly just because it's ugly, and it's even compared to a male monster."

She knew that her appearance now, compared with that of the very good-looking man by the door, really resembled his description.

It was as if he was the one who sucked her essence dry.

"I'm leaving first, you can find your own way to get down."

As soon as Xie Mingchao turned around, there was the sound of heavy objects falling behind him.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Shen Qing falling to the ground with her head on the ground.

Shen Qing stretched out a hand with difficulty, "Can you... come over and help me?"

Xie Mingchao sighed softly, picked up the medicine and put it on the table, then picked her up with one hand without any gentleness.

She felt like her arm was about to be torn off, and when she regained consciousness, she had already sat back on the bed.

Shen Qing weakly condemned: "You broke my waist before, and now you break my hands. Do you want me to become Yang Guo?"

"Feel sorry."

His tone was too sincere, and her next words were choked on her lips. She twitched her lips and chose to forgive.

Who makes her a kind-hearted beautiful girl?

Shen Qing was moved by her tolerance and handed a spoon to her lips.

When she lowered her eyes, the brown-black liquid was steaming, and the scent of medicine lingered in the air.

When did Shen Qing enjoy such treatment from Xie Mingchao? She was flattered and shocked, and hurriedly wanted to pick him up, "I can do it myself."

"Isn't your hand going to be broken?" Xie Mingchao retracted his hand and avoided her movement, "I will serve you, don't feel honored."

Drinking this spoonful would probably cost you your life, so Shen Qing stubbornly refused: "Thank you, but I can do it with my other hand."

He didn't insist anymore and threw the spoon back into the bowl, holding the bowl in front of her and saying, "It's up to you."

Shen Qing felt relieved and went to catch it with both hands. When his fingertips touched the wall of the bowl, they were burned. Fortunately, Xie Mingchao did not let go and the bowl was still firmly in his hand.

Xie Mingchao glanced at her expressionlessly, "Is it okay?"

She blew on her hot fingertips without daring to raise her head, "Maybe not... How do you manage to hold something so hot without changing your expression?"

"When I used to work at a food stall, the hot pot was hotter than this medicine bowl."

When Xie Mingchao fed Shen Qing again, she obediently opened her mouth and drank.

There is no unexpected bitterness, and it even tastes like brown sugar water.

Shen Qing raised her face and asked curiously: "What did you add?"

"You should have tasted it, brown sugar," he fed him spoonful after spoonful. "No one who likes sweet food can tolerate bitterness."

She retorted angrily: "I'm not as pretentious as you think!"

Xie Mingchao stopped feeding her and said, "Then continue on your own."

Shen Qing gave in the next second: "Okay, I admit it."

After all, she was the one who was burned by the bowl just now, and she is the one who is being fed the medicine now. It would be too pretentious to say that she is not pretentious.

The medicine quickly ran out, and Xie Mingchao put his hand on her forehead and probed, "It's still hot."

Probably because he came into contact with the medicine bowl, his palms were as hot as a soldering iron, and even his heartbeat suddenly stopped for a beat.

He retracted his hand naturally, seemingly unaware of Shen Qing's stiff expression.

Before going out, Xie Mingchao also opened all the windows in her room.

"I'm leaving first, have a good rest."

When Xie Mingchao walked to the door, Shen Qing came to his senses and responded blankly: "Okay."

She lay back on the quilt, but felt that the temperature on her forehead was even higher.

When Xie Mingchao entered the elevator, he happened to meet Li Xin who was coming up. The latter stared at him warily as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Did you go to Qingqing's house?"

His eyes were calm and he said quietly: "No, she was so uncomfortable that she couldn't get out of bed and couldn't open the door for me."

When Xie Mingchao passed by, Li Xin faintly smelled the smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

Before I could ask again, the elevator door had already closed.

Li Xin went straight to the kitchen as soon as she entered the door, but the smell inside was clean and there was no trace of medicine.

She breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that the boy was not lying.

Li Xin started to make lunch. Shen Qing was ill. The diet should not only be light, but also nutritious.
Chapter completed!