"What happened today was just a small matter to me. It didn't affect me at all."
Yan Zhiqing was speechless.
That meant that she couldn't refuse his company?
Wei Wucai pressed the button on his floor and said, "Fang Qiaohan was also caught in the rain today and didn't come back as quickly as we did. She has a serious cold now. She's probably resting in bed right now, so let's not bother her. "
"Go to my room and rest first. When you go to the set tomorrow morning, call Fang Qiaohan. Take the room card and go back to your room to change." Wei Wucai arranged everything clearly for Yan Zhiqing.
"…" Yan Zhiqing said with difficulty, "This … isn't appropriate, right?"
"Then I'll go to your room to take care of you. We'll be in the same room anyway, "Wei Wucai said.
Yan Zhiqing was speechless.
Then it really didn't matter whose room she was in.
Although Yan Zhiqing still felt more comfortable in her own room.
But then again, there were still many of her personal items in her room.
Wei Wucai was taking care of her in the room. If he saw something he shouldn't see, such as underwear, how awkward would that be?
So after thinking about it, since she couldn't avoid being taken care of by him, it was better to go to Wei Wucai's room.
If he really saw something, it would be awkward for him.
So Yan Zhiqing followed Wei Wucai back.
Yan Zhiqing still didn't feel very well.
Although her fever had subsided, she still couldn't open her eyes.
Her eyes were sore, and tears would flow out uncontrollably from time to time.
It wasn't because she had encountered anything sad.
It was just that her eyes were uncomfortable.
Once they got out of the elevator, Wei Wucai carried Yan Zhiqing again.
In the corridor, Yan Zhiqing couldn't speak loudly in case others heard.
She lowered her voice and said, "I can walk on my own."
"I said I'll take care of you," Wei Wucai said, then smiled. "I have to let you experience the benefits of having me take care of you. Look, you don't even have to walk by yourself now. "
Yan Zhiqing: "…"
She wanted to leave by herself.
However, after being carried by Wei Wucai for a few steps, Yan Zhiqing started to yawn.
He really didn't have much energy.
She also felt that being hugged by Wei Wucai and not having to exert any strength was quite good.
She was carried back to her room by Wei Wucai.
The bed was still messy from when Wei Wucai lifted it and carried her away in the afternoon.
Wei Wucai carried her over again, and Yan Zhiqing took off her down jacket.
Immediately, he felt a chill run down his spine.
Yan Zhiqing didn't even think about it. She quickly got into the quilt and curled up into a ball.
However, at this moment, the blanket was cold.
The warmth from lying down in the afternoon was long gone.
Wei Wucai turned on the air conditioner and raised the temperature.
Yan Zhiqing took a while to get used to it. Then, she slowly felt warm under the blanket.
She could also stretch her legs under the blanket.
Wei Wucai brewed the brown sugar and ginger powder that he had bought and brought it to Yan Zhiqing while it was still hot.
"The conditions are limited. I can't really make ginger soup. I can only make do with it," Wei Wucai said.
He first put the ginger water on the bedside table and then pulled Yan Zhiqing up.
Yan Zhiqing was lazy. It wasn't easy for her to warm up under the blanket. Now, she didn't want to move at all.
"I don't want to drink anymore. I just want to sleep," Yan Zhiqing mumbled.
"You just came back from outside. It's still very cold. Drink some of this to warm up your body. You'll sleep more comfortably, "Wei Wucai said.
Yan Zhiqing's nose twitched and immediately wrinkled. "It's so spicy."
She had not even drunk it, but she could already smell the strong ginger smell.
In order to have a better effect, Wei Wucai deliberately added more ginger powder and less brown sugar.
"It's better if it's spicy. Aren't you cold now? You'll feel better after drinking it, "Wei Wucai persuaded gently.
Yan Zhiqing was sick now, so she didn't notice.
Wei Wucai was even gentler and more patient with Yan Zhiqing now than he was with a child.
Moreover, even those who were very close to Wei Wucai had never seen him like this before.
Not to mention Wei Zhiqian and the others, even the good friends in the Lanshan Courtyard who spent all day and night with him had never seen him like this before.
If they saw it now, they would be scared to death.
Therefore, even if Yan Zhiqing found out, she didn't know that Wei Wucai's attitude at this time was unique to her.
Seeing that Yan Zhiqing still refused to drink it and wanted to lie down lazily, Wei Wucai sat behind her.
Wei Wucai sat directly behind her. When Yan Zhiqing leaned back, she leaned directly into his arms.
Yan Zhiqing was shocked. Why was she leaning into Wei Wucai's arms?
Just as she was thinking about it, a cup of ginger sugar water appeared beside her mouth.
Yan Zhiqing: "…"
She was in a dilemma now. She couldn't retreat or advance.
If she retreated, Wei Wucai would block her.
Now that she was in his arms, she felt very uncomfortable.
Suddenly, when she came out of the bathroom in the afternoon and saw Wei Wucai's chest and abs, Yan Zhiqing immediately thought of it.
Suddenly, her back felt hot. She felt as if she was lying on a chest and abs!
"Drink it so that you can sleep well." Wei Wucai coaxed her in a low voice, "Be good."
Yan Zhiqing's ears suddenly trembled and turned completely red.
Now that Wei Wucai's words hit her in the heart, she was still trembling.
Her whole face was red. Fortunately, because she was sick, her face was already red.
So even if her face was red now, it wouldn't make a difference.
But obviously, if she didn't drink it obediently, Wei Wucai wouldn't let her sleep.
Yan Zhiqing had no choice but to take the cup.
But the cup was too hot. Yan Zhiqing only dared to hold it with her fingertips, but she couldn't hold it steadily.
Fortunately, Wei Wucai was holding it all along, so it didn't spill.
Yan Zhiqing looked at him holding the cup as if he didn't feel the heat at all.
"It's too hot. I'll drink it later," Yan Zhiqing said.
Wei Wucai realized that the sick Yan Zhiqing seemed to be especially coquettish.
Wei Wucai liked this very much.
But if Yan Zhiqing didn't get sick, that would be even better.
"No, it's best to drink it while it's hot," Wei Wucai said. "Don't touch it. It's too hot. I'll hold it."
"Aren't you afraid of the heat?" Yan Zhiqing asked.
"I'm used to it. This is nothing to me," Wei Wucai said nonchalantly.
Yan Zhiqing couldn't help but think about how strict Wei Wucai's training was since he was young.
He wasn't afraid of the cold, but he wasn't afraid of the heat either.
These seemed to be a piece of cake to him. It wasn't worth mentioning.
It was as simple as breathing.
But although Wei Wucai said so, Yan Zhiqing still couldn't bear to let him keep holding such a hot cup.
Even if he didn't like to drink it, didn't want to drink it, and thought it was too hot, he still quickly drank it.
But it was really too hot and spicy. Yan Zhiqing frowned as she drank it.
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