Zero distance contact.
Heat came from his ears.
His face softened.
Zhang Ye just lay down on Rao Aimin's lap. No matter what Rao Aimin said to him, this fellow did not move away. He was being shameless and would not budge even if he refused to budge.
Sexy!
Bouncy!
That flesh was too taut!
Rao Aimin's long legs were not ordinary legs. They were noble legs. They were pure legs. They were legs with morals. They were legs that were free from vulgar tastes. They were legs that were beneficial to the people! As a man, Zhang Ye was actually a little embarrassed.
As a man, Zhang Ye was actually a little embarrassed. Rao Aimin was a woman in her thirties, but the flesh on her body and thighs was even more energetic than a twenty year old man like him. This was only because Rao Aimin did not tighten her muscles. If she had, her muscles would definitely be more balanced than Zhang Ye's. Perhaps this was because she had practiced martial arts from a young age. For someone like Zhang Ye, who had learned martial arts through the game ring and had not eaten many skill books, he definitely could not compare to her.
Humans were sometimes like this. They did not value what they had. What they did not have, they would yearn for and be fascinated by it.
For example, the landlady's legs. He did not have them.
Or the landlady's breasts. He did not have them either.
Alright, actually, he had them too. Well, they were just not that big.
Zhang Ye lay there. When he opened his eyes slightly and looked up, he saw two bulges. They were very close to him. Taking a deep breath, it was as if he could smell the fabric on her chest. Rao Aimin was wearing a gray sweater today and a pair of white gym pants. She was barefoot and her shoes were flat-soled women's shoes. It was not very fashionable, but it matched the landlady's strict and old-fashioned image. Anyway, Zhang Ye had known her for so long, but he had never seen her wear high heels. Most of the time, she wore flat-soled shoes. Maybe it was the stubbornness of a martial arts practitioner, but on the other hand, it was also a form of self-confidence.
"Scram."
"I'll lie down for a while."
"Do you really think I don't dare to deal with you?"
"Then deal with me. Since I'm already seriously injured and on the verge of death, I don't care about a few more injuries. It's not a burden, so do whatever you want."
"…"
Saying that, Zhang Ye flipped over. He was no longer lying flat, but his head was facing towards Rao Aimin's stomach. His mouth was pressed against her stomach, his nose was pressed against her stomach, and his forehead was buried in her stomach. There was not a single bit of fat on her. It was even smoother and cleaner than Zhang Ye's stomach. Then, with a deep breath, a mature scent entered his nose and mouth. It had a faint fragrance to it. It was probably from her clothes. As for whether it was from her clothes or her underwear, Zhang Ye was not sure. After all, where his nose and face were buried, they were pressed against Rao Aimin's white gym pants and underwear.
How nourishing!
This little life was too comfortable!
He very naturally reached out and grabbed Rao Aimin's beautiful buttocks and pinched it. It wasn't like he had never touched it before. He had even touched her smooth buttocks through her pants, so he didn't feel any pressure. Furthermore, Zhang Ye was now an injured patient, so he was naturally more daring. As he did it leisurely, his consciousness gradually turned blurry and he began to feel sleepy.
Rao Aimin seemed to have spoken.
Zhang Ye's head was also pulled away and pushed back a little, but he did not want to do so. He moved his head and pressed it against her again, pressing his nose into her belly. Rao Aimin was very good at living. Although she occupied so many apartments, and almost all of the apartments on this floor belonged to her, she rarely bought things that were too expensive. She basically bought things that were good for the price or cheap. For example, laundry detergent. It did not smell particularly good, but it was mixed with Rao Aimin's feminine scent, which made it smell better. Zhang Ye was very sensitive to smells. Smelling something that was natural and comfortable made him feel very comfortable and at ease.
It smelled good!
Take another breath!
Rao Aimin seemed to say something again.
Zhang Ye could no longer hear it as he fell asleep.
… …
Evening.
It was past 7 PM.
Zhang Ye woke up. The moment he opened his eyes, he saw himself lying on his pillow again. Rao Aimin was nowhere to be found. He smacked his lips and felt melancholy. The second feeling was cold. It was extremely cold. His entire body felt a chill from the bones. Zhang Ye quickly tightened his blanket, but it did not feel much better. Only then did he feel that there was a cold towel on his forehead. He did not know when or who had placed it there.
What was going on?
Did he have a fever?
Zhang Ye was helpless. His head was dizzy and he knew that the injury was not light. It must have been something that was not treated properly or had become inflamed, resulting in a fever.
"Where is she?"
"Big Sis Rao?"
"Chenchen?"
"I'm hungry!"
"Someone come! I'm going to die! "
He shouted a few times. He wanted to get out of bed, but his head was too dizzy. Even though he knew he was lying on the bed, his body was still unstable. He felt like the sky and earth were shaking, like an earthquake. Zhang Ye needed to hold onto the headboard to feel at ease!
The door opened.
Rao Aimin carried a bowl of hot food into the room. "Are you rushing me? What are you shouting for?"
Zhang Ye said weakly, "I'm hungry. What's this?"
"Porridge." Rao Aimin said.
Zhang Ye said unhappily, "Why isn't there any meat? I want to eat Red Braised Pork."
Rao Aimin sat down by the bed. "It's good enough that you have something to eat. Why are you being so picky!? You can only eat porridge in your current condition, and you want Red Braised Pork? We'll talk about it when your fever subsides! "Saying that, she flicked her chin." Sit up. It's time to eat! "
Zhang Ye grunted, "I'm not sitting. I want to eat meat!"
Rao Aimin threatened, "Then I'll take you to the hospital!"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Ye immediately sat up by holding onto the bed. "Actually, it's good to eat something light." He reached out to take the bowl of porridge, but his hands were wobbly. He could not hold it properly.
Rao Aimin slanted her eyebrows. "Alright, open your mouth."
Zhang Ye eagerly opened his mouth.
Rao Aimin scooped a spoonful of porridge and blew on it a few times. Then, she brought it to Zhang Ye's mouth. Although her actions did not look very considerate, not a single drop of porridge was spilled. The temperature was also perfect. She stuffed the spoon into Zhang Ye's mouth and let him take a sip.
Zhang Ye swallowed it and said sincerely, "Big Sis Rao, thank you."
Rao Aimin ignored his words and said stiffly, "Open your mouth."
"Yes." Zhang Ye opened his mouth again and drank a mouthful of porridge.
After finishing the bowl of porridge, Rao Aimin said, "Do you still want to eat?"
Zhang Ye's appetite was not small. Even though he was so sick, his appetite did not decrease. "Yes, another bowl. Oh yes, is there any soy sauce beef or something? Can you mix it in for me? "
Rao Aimin ignored him and went home to scoop another big bowl of porridge and fed it to him.
Ten minutes later, with a burp, Zhang Ye was full. "Where's Chenchen? Has she eaten? "
"She's doing her homework. You better take care of yourself!" Rao Aimin put down the bowl and took a napkin to wipe Zhang Ye's mouth. She frowned and threw away the napkin. "I don't do anything else all day. After taking care of the adults, I take care of the children. After taking care of the children, I take care of the adults. Do you really think I'm a nanny?"
Zhang Ye's tone was weak as he said, "In the future, when you are sick, I will take care of you the same way."
Rao Aimin sneered, "I haven't been sick for ten years. Do I need a kid like you? Hurry up and recuperate. Once you're healed, scram. "
Zhang Ye acknowledged her.
"Drink your medicine." Rao Aimin took out the fever medicine and hot water.
Zhang Ye obediently sat up and drank the medicine. It was a medicine called Hot Spirit Granule. In Zhang Ye's previous world, he had never heard of such a medicine. It was probably the name of a medicine in this world. It had a sweet taste and its effects were about the same as Bamil's fever medicine.
After drinking the medicine, Zhang Ye felt sleepy again. Maybe it was because of the medicine, "Landlady Auntie, I want to sleep again. Can I lie on your lap?"
Rao Aimin stared at him, "Are you done?"
Zhang Ye smacked his lips, "If not, I won't be able to sleep."
Rao Aimin glanced at him. Finally, she pouted and stretched her legs over.
"Thanks." Without another word, Zhang Ye lay down on it. His arms wrapped around Rao Aimin's slender waist in a very natural manner.
Comfortable!
This position was too comfortable!
This fellow was even thinking of being sick for another three to five days. The one who was sick was the master!
However, this thought only lasted for a few hours. When Zhang Ye fell asleep, it was already night time when he opened his eyes again. The night light on the table indicated that it was already 05 AM!
It was already late at night.
Only the starlight shone into the room.
As for Zhang Ye's face, he was still leaning on that noble leg. A pure leg, a leg with morals, a leg free from vulgar interests. Zhang Ye thought that Rao Aimin had already gone back to sleep, but he never expected that it wasn't the case!
Rao Aimin was leaning against the headboard with her eyes closed, motionless.
At this moment, Zhang Ye suddenly felt that he had to get well quickly. He did not want the landlady to suffer with him and tire her out.
"Big Sis Rao." Zhang Ye said softly.
"Yes?" Rao Aimin woke up, "What?"
Zhang Ye said apologetically, "Go back first. Chenchen still needs your attention."
Rao Aimin said, "I just checked your temperature at 11: 30 AM. You have a high fever of 39 ° C. Let's talk about it after your fever subsides. If not, you still have to go to the hospital at night!"
Zhang Ye trembled, "Don't. I really don't want to go. There's no room for discussion!"
Rao Aimin said impatiently, "Then cover me properly with the blanket. Sweat more and quickly reduce your fever. If your fever doesn't subside, who will care about you when I leave?"
Zhang Ye said, "Big Sis Rao is still the best."
"Stop sucking up to me." Rao Aimin frowned, "When you recover, you will take care of all the chores at my side. Pay me back bit by bit."
Zhang Ye was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, "I feel like I'm burning up again! I didn't hear what you said. I feel a little dizzy. Then, I'll continue sleeping. "
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