Chapter 1617 Fever is wrong

The brain gradually became clear and a sour feeling came from all over the body. Qiao Zhiqin was about to change to a comfortable position when she realized something was wrong.

The body seemed to be imprisoned by something and could not move.

A clear smell came from her breath, mixed with the fragrance of shower gel, which she was so familiar with.

Her body stiffened slightly, and she suddenly raised her head and met the man's sleepy eyes.

"woke up?"

Yan Chenyu seemed to be awakened by her movements, her voice was hoarse as she just woke up. Before the sleepiness in her warm eyes had dissipated, her hands had already landed on the girl's forehead.

“Is there anything else that is uncomfortable?”

The warm touch from her forehead reminded her that everything was not dreaming in front of her. Qiao Zhiqin shrank her pupils, grabbed the quilt and blocked her chest, and sat up with a sensation, kept retreating, looking at him with a look of defense.

"You, you, you...why are you in my bed again?"

She clearly remembered that she came back to the hotel to rest yesterday, but she didn't go back to his apartment at all!

Then why did he appear on her bed?

Qiao Zhiqin subconsciously looked around the room and confirmed that it was her own room. Her eyes looked even more weird when she looked at Yan Chenyu.

Could it be that he had sleepwalking again last night and found this place?

It shouldn't be so outrageous!

He was just sleepwalking, and he didn't have GPS installed on her, so he probably wouldn't have found where she was so accurate.

Yan Chenyu held her wrist and pulled the person back, helped her lie back on the bed, and then covered her with a quilt.

"I got so confused after having a low fever? You got sick last night, and I was taking care of you."

Qiao Zhiqin felt a little about the fever. When she heard that he had taken care of her all night, her confidence instantly weakened a little. She pulled up the quilt to block half of her face, and only blinked with her eyes.

"Then you can't take care of the bed!"

Where can someone take care of the patient, but in the end they sleep in the same bed with the patient!

And there is a difference between men and women. Does he know whether he can avoid suspicion?

Yan Chenyu glanced at her faintly, turned over and got out of bed and poured her a glass of warm water, then helped her sit up, fed her a drink of warm water, and said in a plain tone:

"You kept calling me cold and insisted on holding me. If you didn't hug you, you would cry. I couldn't let you hold me to sleep. Later, I was too sleepy and fell asleep in the bed accidentally."

Qiao Zhiqin paused when drinking water, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

"If I don't give it a hug, I'll cry?"

When did she have this habit?

Even when she was by his side, she didn't have such pretentious times.

Why did I become pretentious after being in the entertainment industry for a year?

Was he sure he didn't make up a random lie to deceive her?

Yan Chenyu took the water cup from her hand and placed it on the bedside table, turned back to look at her.

"Don't believe it? I don't admit it when I wake up? I would have photographed you crying last night."

He said, sighed lightly, leaned against the head of the bed, and pinched his tired eyebrows.

"I took care of you all night last night and didn't sleep well."

Qiao Zhiqin shrank and leaned against the head of the bed. She saw the fatigue between his eyebrows and eyes, felt a little guilty. Her eyes accidentally touched his naked upper body, and she blushed and pointed at the man's naked upper body.

"Then...why did you take off your clothes and sleep?"

Yan Chenyu slowly raised his head and looked at her with an innocent look on his face.

"You wear clothes when you sleep?"

Qiao Zhiqin was choked, looked at the tight muscles on his upper body, her cheeks were inexplicably hot, and she stammered and asked:

"Didn't you fall asleep accidentally? Then why did you take off your shirt?"

It was obvious that there was a loophole in his words, but who knew if he deliberately wanted to hold her to sleep and made up the lie.

"It's because you disliked the buttons on my shirt when you hugged me, so you had to take off my clothes, so I could only take off my clothes and hold you to sleep."

Yan Chenyu said calmly, but if you listen carefully, you can hear the grievances vaguely revealed in his tone.

Qiao Zhiqin could not hear it. When she heard his words, she felt like she was struck by lightning, and her whole body became stiff.

What did he say!!!???

She... stripped off his... clothes!?

So what exactly did she do last night!?

Qiao Zhiqin imagined that she was holding him because of a fever, she cried and made a fuss, and even took off his clothes, covered her forehead with one hand and buried it in the quilt, hoping to find a crack in the ground to get in immediately.

He said he wanted to keep a distance from him, but he did such a confused thing when he had a fever!

Others drink alcohol and make things worse, but her fever makes things worse!

Qiao Zhiqin crawled into the quilt with annoyance, and slowly slid on the bed. The quilt covered her head and didn't want to see Yan Chenyu's expression again.

But she didn't know that she missed the successful smile that appeared on the man's face.

Yan Chenyu smiled enough, then pressed down the corner of her mouth, pulled open the quilt and looked at her calmly.

"Is there any problem? I'll go wash up."

"No more." Qiao Zhiqin said in a muffled voice, blinking her clear eyes at him, looking at him in hiding in the quilt, innocent and cute.

Yan Chenyu's mind moved, rubbed her already messy hair, and unconsciously softened her voice.

"I'll have someone to bring breakfast."

Qiao Zhiqin nodded obediently and watched him walk into the bathroom, and felt inexplicably in love.

After all, the tone he spoke to her just now was gentle and doting.

It was the tenderness she had never felt when she was by his side back then.

With one hand falling into the heart, feeling the frequency of thumping, Qiao Zhiqin pursed her lips and shook her head, shook off the unrealistic fantasy in her mind, and slowly sat up.

The quilt slid off his body, and then he noticed that his clothes had been replaced with pajamas at some point.

"Um?"

Qiao Zhiqin looked carefully at the strange pajamas on her body and whispered to herself:

"No! My luggage is in the apartment, and I don't have pajamas to change at all."

Then where did the pajamas on her come from?

And she clearly remembered yesterday that she was sleeping in a bathrobe, so who changed the clothes she had on her body?

Suddenly remembering the dream that caught her mind when she woke up, Qiao Zhiqin's whole body became stiff.

That should be...a dream!

How could Yan Chenyu, a young master of the Yan family, help her wipe her body? As for helping her change her clothes personally, it would be even more impossible!

But he said he had been taking care of her last night, so wouldn’t the care during this period include helping her to clean her body and cool her down?

So he changed his pajamas on his body?

Qiao Zhiqin covered her forehead with despair, and her body slowly fell backwards on the bed, looking at the ceiling with empty eyes.

It's over!

In this way, how can she get along with him in the future as a friend?
Chapter completed!