Lin Jinse held her cell phone and frowned. This young master was going to cause trouble again. She really didn't want to care about him anymore.
A look of worry appeared on Aunt Chen's face, "I asked Ah Shi to take his temperature. The fever is almost 40 degrees. What will happen if I don't take medicine."
Lin Jinse finally softened her heart and nodded, "Aunt Chen, don't worry, I'll go over and take a look."
With that said, Lin Jinse walked to the opposite side and knocked on the door. There was no movement inside, so she opened the door and walked in.
Jian Yi was wearing the white cotton T-shirt she brought for him. She was sitting on the bedside, blushing more and more, her eyelashes drooping, her thick eyelashes were moist, giving her a sickly beauty.
Seeing him like this, Lin Jinse's heart felt as if she had been stabbed by a needle. It hurt slightly. She walked over, stood in front of him, and asked, "Why don't you take medicine?"
Jian Yishi raised his head and looked at her. Perhaps because of his illness, the ends of his eyes were slightly red, and there was a faint glimmer of water in his dark and clear pupils. He just stared at her without saying a word, but there was deep grievance in his eyes.
Lin Jinse couldn't bear to see him anymore, and felt inexplicably uncomfortable. She sat down by his bed by accident, put her mobile phone on his bedside table, took an ibuprofen sustained-release capsule, took one, put it in the palm of her hand and handed it to him, and said with a straight face: "Take the medicine first."
Jian Yishi took the medicine from her palm without saying a word, raised her head and threw it into her mouth.
Lin Jinse hurriedly handed over the warm water, and he took it, took a sip, and swallowed the medicine.
Lin Jinse took another bowl of brewed Bupleurum granules and handed it to him, "Drink this too."
Jian Yishi didn't answer, and looked at her with red eyes, "Don't drink it, it's too bitter."
Lin Jinse hesitated for a moment, then took a sip from the bowl and coaxed him softly: "I tasted it and it's not bitter at all. If you don't believe me, try it."
Jian Yishi took the bowl, turned it, pointed it at the spot where Lin Jinse drank, brought it to her mouth, and drank.
Lin Jinse looked at his move and was stunned for a long time. Her heart beat wildly. What was he doing? Indirect kiss?
Seeing that he didn't even frown while drinking, Lin Jinse had reason to suspect that she had been deceived by him again, and what he did just now made her feel uneasy.
Lin Jinse took the bowl he handed over after drinking and put the bowl on the bedside table. Then she got up and left.
Jian Yi called her out, her voice hoarse and low, her tone a little disappointed and a little angry: "Sister, didn't you say you would take care of me? I haven't even finished my medicine, and you left in a hurry?"
Lin Jinse paused and turned to look at the bedside table. There was also a bowl of ginger tea, which she specially asked Aunt Chen to cook.
She took a deep breath, turned back, sat back on the bed again, handed the ginger tea to him, and continued to coax him, "How can ginger tea be bitter? If you feel bitter, wait until you finish drinking it and eat a candy and it will not be bitter."
Jian Yi refused to answer, turned around and coughed a few times, her voice suddenly became weak and breathless: "I have no strength, you feed me."
Lin Jinse didn't want to do it. She keenly felt that it would be dangerous if she stayed like this any longer, but her hands refused to obey her orders. She went to pick up the bowl of ginger soup, held the spoon with her other hand, scooped out a spoonful, and brought it to his mouth.
Jian Yishi drank it obediently.
The moment Lin Jinse finished feeding the ginger soup, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, okay, okay, she was overthinking.
She put down the bowl and saw a few shiny fruit candies on the bedside table, and asked him, "Do you want some candies?"
Jian Yi leaned against the head of the bed and closed his eyes. His thick long eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyelids. He slowly opened his eyes, stared at her for a while, and then said in a hoarse voice, "Yes."
Lin Jinse took the candy, peeled off the wrapping paper, and placed it with the wrapping paper on his palm, "Okay."
Jian Yi did not take it, but opened her mouth slightly.
Lin Jinse had no choice but to take the fruit candy and put it into his mouth.
Jian Yishi closed her mouth too quickly. Before she could take her hand away, he closed his mouth, and his two soft and hot lips covered her fingers. He also nibbled her fingers gently with his sharp teeth, and then let go.
Lin Jinse took a breath and shook uncontrollably. The crisp, numb, and hot feeling spread from her fingertips, through her limbs, and finally to her heart.
Jian Yishi looked at her, a pair of dark eyes filled with undercurrents.
Lin Jinse looked down at his index finger. There were light teeth marks on the white and tender finger.
She was very confused. Not long ago, when she was feeding Song Qiaoyan popcorn, he accidentally caught his finger in his mouth. She was not so panicked at that time, and her heartbeat was not so fast.
Buzzing, Lin Jinse's cell phone vibrated on the bedside table.
Lin Jinse came back to her senses, pretended to be calm and raised her head to glance at Jian Yishi, took her cell phone, stood up and said, "Ah Shi, you should have a good rest, I'll answer the call."
When her phone vibrated, Jian Yishi glanced at it quietly and saw the caller ID: Brother Qiao Yan.
As soon as Lin Jinse took a step forward, her wrist was grabbed by Jian Yishi. He pulled hard, and she was pulled back to sit on the bed, looking into his cold and red eyes.
"No answer." His voice was hoarse and low, vaguely filled with anger.
Lin Jinse asked tentatively: "Ah Shi, why did you hit brother Qiao Yan? Did you know each other before? Is there any misunderstanding?"
Lin Jinse couldn't figure out why Jian Yi was so hostile to Song Qiaoyan, so she could only make this guess.
Jian Yi was silent. Lin Jinse felt that his guess might be right, so he continued: "I have known brother Qiao Yan for more than ten years. He is really a very good person. You must have misunderstood him..."
When Jian Yi heard that Lin Jinse, brother Qiao Yan on the left and brother Qiao Yan on the right, said that she had known him for more than ten years, she felt so jealous that she was going crazy, but she couldn't help but ask: "How long have you been together?"
Lin Jinse was stunned for a moment, and her face turned slightly hot. She didn't want to discuss her relationship with Song Qiaoyan with Jian Yishi, so she lowered her head and whispered, "Not long."
As she lowered her head, the phone in her hand vibrated again, and Song Qiaoyan made a second call.
Lin Jinse was anxious, holding the phone tightly and struggling for a while, but even though Jian Yishi was ill, there was still a huge disparity in strength between her and him.
Lin Jinse couldn't help but beg, "Ah Shi, can you let me go? Let me answer the phone first."
Jian Yishi suddenly reached out and snatched the mobile phone from her hand, and sneered: "You are so anxious, then I will pick it up for you."
With that said, Jian Yi pressed the answer button and clicked on the speakerphone.
"Xiao Jin, are you done?" Song Qiaoyan's voice came from the phone.
No matter how good-tempered Lin Jinse was, she was a little angry at this time. When she looked at Jian Yi coldly, she took a deep breath and replied: "Not yet. Brother Qiao Yan, I will beat you later."
"Xiao Jin, I haven't finished what I said just now. Please listen to me first." Song Qiaoyan had no intention of hanging up.
Lin Jinse had no choice but to say, "Then you say it."
"You'd better stay away from your aunt's stepson." Song Qiaoyan said.
Lin Jinse glanced at Jian Yishi awkwardly, and then heard Song Qiaoyan continue: "I think he has ill intentions towards you. You listen to me and try to stay away from him."
Lin Jinse was really embarrassed and interrupted Song Qiaoyan quickly, "Brother Qiaoyan, let's not talk about that for now. I will contact you later."
As she spoke, Lin Jinse reached for her phone to hang up. Jian Yi suddenly raised the phone and said lazily: "Why are you so anxious? He hasn't finished speaking yet? Why don't you let him continue?"
There was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone.
Lin Jinse was also at a loss. She was afraid that Song Qiaoyan would think too much and wanted to explain, but she didn't know how to explain. She didn't dare to grab the phone because she couldn't grab it.
"Don't you want to know what she is busy with? She is in my room, taking care of me." Jianyi's voice was hoarse and low, her tone was lazy, and there was an inexplicable ambiguity.
Beep beep, the phone was cut off. Song Qiaoyan hung up the phone.
Lin Jinse reached out to take back her cell phone. When she glared at Jian Yi, her dark and clear eyes were a little colder, "Jian Yi, have you made enough trouble?"
Jian Yi smiled softly, unruly and fearless, "Sister, why are you angry? Are you afraid that your boyfriend will misunderstand you? If he misunderstands you, it means that he does not trust you. What else does a boyfriend like this do?"
Lin Jinse was speechless by his words. She didn't want to waste any time talking to him, so she stood up and left.
Jian Yishi's eyes were completely cold. He held her wrist tightly, and suddenly his other hand was on her leg, approaching her, staring at her with cold eyes without blinking, and suddenly asked: "Has he kissed you?"
Huh? Lin Jinse raised her head in astonishment. She suspected that she had heard wrongly and asked stutteringly: "You, what did you ask me just now?"
Jian Yi approached her again, put his lips to her ear, and asked in a hoarse and low voice, word for word, "Has he kissed you?"
His breath and exhaled breath were so hot that Lin Jinse's brain was so buzzing that it stopped moving at all. She widened her eyes, stepped back, and stared blankly at the young man in front of her. He, what was he doing asking this?
Jian Yishi suddenly let go of her wrist, held her chin, and said with persistence and pressure, "Answer me."
Facing Jian Yishi's face so close at hand, a face that was too beautiful to be true, Lin Jinse's mind was always in a stagnant state, unable to think, so she could only answer him honestly: "No."
Jian Yi suddenly laughed. His eyes were naturally beautiful. Now the ends of his eyes were red and his eyelashes were wet. When he smiled, the stars were so bright that no one could look away.
Lin Jinse was no exception. She was also stunned by his smile.
Jian Yishi stared at Lin Jinse's pink and rose-gloss lips for a few seconds. Her Adam's apple rolled. She suddenly lowered her head, kissed her, and sucked her lips hard, as passionately as a branding iron.