Her face flushed, and her angry words came out of her teeth, "You want to check your temperature, don't you know how to reach out?"

"I can't free my hand, and even if I do, it's not clean." Song Qingrui smiled and shrugged, "What's wrong?"

"...Nothing."

She gave him a very embarrassed look.

"What did I do wrong?" Song Qingrui looked innocent.

"...Next time, please don't check my body temperature like that." Lin Fanyue hesitated for a long time, but still spoke stumblingly, "...that...

..It’s usually something couples do…it’s too intimate, okay.”

"You mean Song Rongshi has checked your body temperature like this before?" Song Qingrui raised an eyebrow.

"No......."

"Did your ex-boyfriend check on you like this?"

"...No." After Lin Fanyue finished answering, she suddenly became depressed.

"Then why do you say it's something that couples only do? You see, you, your ex-husband and your ex-boyfriend have never done it." Song Qingrui said funny, "I just couldn't help it, I was afraid you would think my hands were dirty."

Lin Fanyue fell silent.

Well, after talking for a long time, I seemed quite bored.

"Are you feeling better?" Song Qingrui continued to ask while chopping onions.

"Much better, but my throat still hurts a little." Lin Fanyue looked at his slender fingers, "Thank you last night, I didn't spit on you."

"No, the doctor said that as long as you don't have a fever, you can basically recover after two days of rest. You go sit down and I'll cook you some wontons." Song Qingrui warned in a warm voice, "It will be quick."

When he said that, Lin Fanyue was really hungry.

She turned around and walked out.

In less than ten minutes, Song Qingrui brought out two bowls of wontons.

The fragrant soup is sprinkled with a beautiful layer of chopped green onion, which makes people very appetizing.

"You made it so fast." Lin Fanyue sat down, blew on it, and took a bite. The meat inside was fragrant and smooth. "The wontons you bought last night too?"

"Forget it, the wontons outside are not as delicious as these. I made them while I was watching over your fever in the early morning." Song Qingrui smiled, "You eat first, and I'll brush my teeth and wash my face."

Lin Fanyue looked at his back and then at the wontons in the bowl, her little heart was filled to the brim.

Song Qingrui was so kind to her that she didn't even know how to describe it.

After breakfast, when she was sitting and resting, Song Qingrui also prepared her medicine, "You can rest at home today. I'm going to work. I'll have people deliver food at noon. Whatever you want to eat in the evening, I'll give it to you."

You do it.”

"No need." Lin Fanyue said hurriedly, "I'll go back to the Presidential Palace in the evening. I'll let the nanny take Yueyue to sleep on the first floor. I live upstairs. I really miss Yue, leaving her alone.

There is no peace of mind there either.”

"...Okay." Song Qingrui pondered for a while and agreed, "Then I will pick you up after get off work."

"Will it delay your work?" Lin Fanyue hesitated.

"I get off work at half past five." Song Qingrui smiled faintly, "It would be good to do something to divert my attention."

Hearing this, Lin Fanyue thought of how drunk he was the night before yesterday, and then thought of that messy kiss.

She drank the medicine with her eyes closed, took another sip of water, and then asked complicatedly: "Is that...man...the one you like?"

There was silence in the air for a while.

Song Qingrui looked down at her, his eyes deep and soft, "There is someone in my heart that I like very much, but if I want to be with her, I will be greatly hindered. I don't think anyone will support us being together. So...

Everyone should find it ridiculous."

Somehow, Lin Fanyue was wrapped in his gaze and had difficulty breathing for a short time.

She couldn't understand why he looked at her with such drowning eyes if he didn't like her.

"Will you support me?" Song Qingrui asked in a low voice.


Chapter completed!