Chapter 1339
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"Yan Su, you don't even recognize my number?" A hoarse but angry male voice was heard from the phone. "I'm your ex-boyfriend."
"…"
Yan Su was speechless. Did he have to emphasize the word 'ex-boyfriend'? He made it sound like it was an honorable title.
She yawned and said sleepily, "It's so late … Why did you call me? Don't you need to sleep?"
"How can I sleep?" Mo Liuxi's voice was weak. "I have a fever."
Yan Su sat up and rubbed her long hair. "Have you taken your temperature?"
"No, but I feel weak and hot." Mo Liuxi was panting. "I must have a fever."
"Didn't you take your medicine?" Yan Su was wide awake. "Do you want me to call an ambulance?"
"Can't I call an ambulance myself?" Mo Liuxi grunted. "Get me some tea right now."
"…"
Could it be that he would recover just by pouring tea for her?
"Don't think that I want to," Mo Liuxi said. "I'm not like you. I have a whole team with me. I didn't even bring my assistant. I can't call the crew, can I? I shouldn't have, but I'm like this because my room is in room 302."
After saying that, he hung up before Yan Su could reply.
Yan Su looked at the time. It was four o 'clock in Venice.
Jiaojiao had a long day too. She didn't want to disturb him, so she called the front desk to get some fever medicine and cold compresses.
Fortunately, the hotel was prepared. Yan Su took the things and knocked on the door. A minute later, the door opened. Mo Liuxi stood at the door. His handsome face was red. His breathing was rough and his lips were dry. He stared at her and said, "Why are you so late? Do you want to burn me to death so you can inherit my ant flowers?"
Yan Su was speechless.
It seemed like his fever was really bad.
"I'm not your wife. How can you inherit the ant flowers?" she asked.
"Don't change the topic." Mo Liuxi leaned against the wall and panted.
It was the first time she had seen him so weak. Yan Su sighed in her heart. She couldn't bear to see him like this. She took out some medicine from behind her and said, "I asked the waiter to bring you some fever medicine. You don't want to go to the hospital. What if your fever turns you stupid?"
"Come in. Don't stand at the door." Mo Liuxi dragged her in, then turned and climbed into his bed. He lay down and closed his eyes. His eyelashes were as long as brushes, casting a quiet shadow over his eyes.
His cheeks were flushed from the heat, and he was as weak as a big boy, making people feel sorry for him.
Sometimes, she felt that she was quite a bitch. Looking at him now, she almost forgot how mean he had been these days.
But it was true that if it weren't for her, he wouldn't have fallen into the water and had a fever again and again.
She took a deep breath, plucked up her courage, stepped forward, and touched his cheek. It was indeed hot. She stood up, washed a hot towel, and wiped his face and neck. She put a cold compress on his forehead, then poured warm water for him to take the medicine.
"I don't have the strength …" Mo Liuxi was lying on the bed. His eyes were half-closed.
Yan Su thought that no matter what kind of person he was, he was always the same when he was sick.
She held his head up and fed him the medicine. Then she brought him some water to make him swallow the medicine.
Mo Liuxi's head rested on her chest. She was in her pajamas. He felt that she was wearing underwear, but it felt a little hard. It wasn't as soft as it used to be. There was also a fragrance on her body. Why did it smell like milk?
He was confused by the fever, so he didn't think too much. He said in a hoarse voice, "Why are your breasts so hard?"
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