MTL - Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here-Chapter 3030 Black-bellied Girl (16)
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Can't tell what it's like.
The little girl hid in his arms, crying.
"I'm sick. You don't even look at me. I'm sick."
Tossing and turning, there was only a poor sickness.
It seems that she only has this little chip.
Use your body to gain sympathy.
To win the attention of her mother, Bai Xiaoyu?
The confused girl had a pitiful voice.
She didn't even realize who she was holding.
The rebellious arrogance on weekdays, at this moment, there is only a prayer for a little care.
Fu Yuheng looked down and said nothing.
Did not comfort her for a while.
He just kept quietly holding her, after a long time.
She gradually stopped.
The cry was too tired, choked in the throat, and disappeared again.
He was silent for a moment before he looked at her.
The little girl was leaning on his side, his face flushed, and the tip of his beautiful nose was reddish.
A small sling, slipping from shoulder to shoulder.
A little radian, looming from the camisole.
The boy looked at him indifferently, then moved his eyes slightly.
Then he hugged her and took two steps towards the door.
The girl in her arms groaned uncomfortably, vaguely and fragile.
He stomped for two seconds, then pursed his lips, turned back, and put her on his bed.
The girl was soft and lay back in the middle of his dark soft bed.
Fu Yuheng sighed helplessly, then went out to call the doctor.
Then he went out of the medicine box again, took out the fever-fighting patch, and the ear thermometer.
He is used to drinking cold water.
There is no hot water at home.
So he rolled up his sleeves, went to the kitchen lightly and turned out a brand new kettle. After removing the outer packaging, he washed it and boiled a pot of boiling water.
When back in the room.
Seeing the girl lying on her side, she was uncomfortably humming.
With a cold face, Fu Yuheng came over and took her temperature.
She shuddered visibly as she brushed her fingertips over her soft, tiny ears.
Sensitive zone ...
The teenager's eyebrows were still deep and indifferent, but there was a slight fluctuation in his eyes.
He retracted his fingers casually.
The temperature is over 38 degrees, and it is close to 39.
Burned terribly.
Fu Yuheng reached out and touched her forehead.
Then put an anti-fever sticker on her forehead.
The girl was obviously not adapted to the sudden temperature sticking to the temperature.
The intense coldness shook her all over.
Fu Yuheng made a move and continued to paste, but his fingers followed the fever paste.
His palms were dry and warm, giving her a touch of warmth like a placebo.
And she was soft, and seemed to be looking for a cool little animal, could not help but reach out, clasped his wrist, and put his palm against his cheek.
The girl's face was smooth and soft, with the comfortable touch of a baby's skin.
He flicked his fingertips and couldn't help scratching her skin.
She trembled again.
Then she frowned, and her eyelashes trembled.
The teenager's eyes were a little darker, and instead of continuing, he went to find an antipyretic medicine and get water.
Give her warm water.
He looked down at the instructions for the antipyretic.
She also thought that if she took other drugs, if there were less than four hours, there might be conflict.
The doctor is here too.
Before Fu Yuheng opened the door, he thought of something and returned to the bed.
Seeing the girl's uncovered skin;
The sling is too revealing, and the skin of the shoulder and clavicle is not covered.
(End of this chapter)
