Chapter 62: Get up and take medicine!

"Since my body is so delicate, I don't know how to be soft?" Mu Chi Yao said coldly, regardless of whether Yan Anxi could hear it. "You can bend and stretch on weekdays, but you are so stubborn at critical moments."

Yan Anxi, who was sleeping in a daze, didn't know what had been born, nor did he know that Mu Chi Yao was standing in front of her, but he felt something seemed to be on his forehead, which was cold and subconsciously reached out and brushed away, then turned over.

Continue to sleep.

When she turned over, the soft silk slid across Mu Chi Yao's hand, gently and itchy.

Instead of retracting his hand, Mu Chi Yao bent his fingers and knocked on Yan Anxi's forehead: "Wake up."

No response.

The irritability in Mu Chi Yao's heart became even greater. He straightened his body and looked at her condescendingly: "Yan Anxi, wake me up!"

He called her name, his voice was low, mixed with a little impatientness.

But why does this woman sleep so heavily?

Mu Chi Yao raised his voice slightly: "Yan Anxi!"

He screamed three times in a row, and it was not until the third time that Yan Anxi reacted, and a voice came out of his nose in a daze: "Hmm?"

She hummed twice, and then didn't respond, and continued to fall asleep motionlessly.

The head slid off her shoulders, covering most of her face.

Mu Chi Yao said coldly: "Get up."

As a result, Yan Anxi did not respond at all.

Mu Chi Yao was extremely annoyed, but he did not turn around and leave. He threw Yan Anxi here and ignored him, but just frowned tightly, his face full of displeasure.

When has he been ignored like this?

Mu Chi Yao simply raised his foot and went to bed, half-kneeled on the bed, reached out and pulled Yan Anxi from the bed, and there was a little vicious smell in his voice: "Yan Anxi, don't pretend to be dead for me."

Who knew that Yan Anxi's whole body was soft and as if there were no bones. Even if Mu Chi Yao pulled it up, he couldn't help but fall onto the bed: "Who is going away? I want to sleep, don't bother me?"

Mu Chi Yao pulled her hard. Yan Anxi was about to lean on the pillow, but his head tilted and he threw himself into his arms.

"Get up and take medicine!" Mu Chi Yao's expression was so cold at this moment, "If you ask me to say it again, I will throw you down from the window!"

"I want to sleep." Yan Anxi, who was sleeping soundly and had a heavy, dizzy and heavy head, had no control over so much, and was not threatened by him at all.

If she was sober now, she would have been shocked to see Mu Chi Yao's face so blue.

"Let's go to bed later! You have a high fever, do you know?"

"Yeah, I took the medicine," Yan Anxi replied unconsciously, "Let me sleep for a while."

Looking at the woman in her arms, Mu Chi Yao frowned.

Who knew that Yan Anxi moved consciously, found the most comfortable position in his arms, and then continued to sleep.

Mu Chi Yao's body stiffened, and he came to his senses the next second, and immediately pulled her away and threw her onto the bed.

She is still trying harder!

As a result, Mu Chi Yao had just pulled his hand back, and Yan Anxi instantly turned into an octopus, holding his strong waist firmly with both hands, and rubbing his face against his chest.

Now, Mu Chi Yao was treated as a pillow by her and she was extremely moved.

Mu Chi Yao tried to break her fingers, but who knew that she was tighter and tighter. Anyway, she was just unwilling to let go.

He didn't know where she got so much strength after burning her like this.

"Yan Anxi!" Mu Chi Yao growled, "Are you pretending to be dead or pretending to be asleep? Let go!"

Yan Anxi remained motionless.

"Can you hear me?" He raised his hand and knocked on her forehead again, "Hmm?"

Yan Anxi was in pain and answered him in a speechless manner: "Ahhh? You said"

She murmured, as if she was perfunctory, her head moved, rubbing into his arms, and her hands tightened more and more.

Mu Chi Yao remembered that the last time she approached her so proactively, she was in a hotel and someone was drugged.

This time, she caught a cold, perhaps because when people are sick, they subconsciously need a support?

And he happened to appear at this time?

Mu Chi Yao's brows relaxed, as if he had compromised, his tone also eased a lot, and he was even helpless: "I said I took the medicine, Yan Anxi."

Although Yan Anxi knew that someone was talking and could hear it, she didn't want to wake up, and her eyelids were very heavy and she couldn't open it.

"I ate, I really ate, I just want to have a good sleep now."

"How come it burns?"

"have no idea"

Mu Chi Yao looked at her sleeping side face, her red lips slightly opened, as if she was making a silent invitation, and her long eyelashes were trembling slightly, which was adorable.

He turned his head and stopped looking at her.

Mu Chi Yao's brows were almost frowning into the character "Chuan". The more he wanted to push her away, the tighter Yan Anxi hugged her, like a spoiled child.

His patience was almost gone: "Yan Anxi, let it go, if you don't take medicine, then forget it."

She murmured unconsciously, feeling a little aggrieved: "I really ate."

Mu Chi Yao looked down at her, his heart softened again.

After thinking about it, he simply sat down by the bed.

In this way, he lowered his body and leaned casually against the head of the bed, lazy and noble. Yan Anxi, who was sleeping in his arms, was like a well-behaved kitten. Without that stubbornness and clarity, he could only grow softly and itchy to his heart.

"I'm pretty good at choosing a position." Mu Chi Yao's mouth raised a beautiful curve slightly, and his fingertips fell on her head.

Her waist-length covered his body.

He thought for a while and asked, "Can you hear me?"

"Um"

"Do you know who I am?"

"ah?"

Seeing her like this, Mu Chi Yao suddenly found it interesting.

Whatever he asked, she seemed to be able to answer.

"Do you know why you have a cold?" He deliberately softened his voice, like a hypnotist, tempting him step by step.

"I know." Yan Anxi replied in a low voice, mixed with a strong nasal sound, "Because I was wet last night, I slept in wet clothes all night, and blew the air conditioner all night."

"Do you hate Mu Chi Yao who makes you wet from the rain?"

Yan Anxi shook his head gently.

This surprised Mu Chi Yao, and even couldn't help but raise his lips a little: "Don't you hate it?"

"I don't hate him, I'm the only one."

"What's the only thing?"

"hatred."

Mu Chi Yao's face suddenly changed. He looked at Yan Anxi in his arms and wanted to throw her down.
Chapter completed!