In the next moment, Lin Zhishu felt a strong wind blowing from his face, and the light source was closer, which made it even more dazzling.

"Hey, my mom, what are you doing? You don't sleep in the middle of the night and go out to travel the night."

Shen Chong complained casually.

He was very angry. He was wandering in the ocean of knowledge. The loud noise outside almost scared him.

He thought that a bold criminal wanted to kidnap the vote, so he rushed out and prepared to fight with the people for 300 rounds, but the child's mother was in a false alarm.

Lin Zhishu covered his eyes with one hand and slapped his hands randomly, "I...I have a fever."

But Shen Chong turned around and turned on the living room lights. The distance was a little far, and her voice was very small. She heard it wrongly. She looked back at the child's mother with a terrifying look on her face, "What! She's...sexy..."

Is it so sudden?

It turns out that she wants to attack me at night?

But I'm not mentally prepared yet!

Lao Lin, are you too casual?

This is not like you!

"Fever! Burn! Burn with tongue curling! Not sexy!"

Lin Zhishu was already very dizzy and was on the verge of collapse.

In order to wait for you and I to blow the cold wind, I am almost ill now. If you do this, how does this brain grow?

Also, you don’t sleep in the middle of the night and are dressed neatly. I just fell something and you rushed out in a second. What were you doing just now?

Lin Zhishu originally wanted to ask Jiang Yu for help, but now he was so confused that he threw his phone on the sofa and sulked.

But Shen Chong suddenly walked back and put his palm on her forehead, "It's a little hot, it's a fever."

Lin Zhishu forced his correction, "It's burning! It's not slut!"

Shen Chong was very unfair, "What I said was also burning! It's not slutty! Hush... whisper, it's midnight."

People from Shuchuan have always had flat tongues and rolled tongues without distinction.

It was explained clearly. Lin Zhishu was so angry that he was exhausted. He leaned his head back on the sofa, "I'm thirsty, I want to drink water."

Shen Chong quickly poured water quickly.

Lin Zhishu looked at his chaotic back and asked reluctantly: "Why don't you sleep in the middle of the night?"

Shen Chong coughed lightly, "Reading a book."

"I'm afraid it's a little movie?"

"Go away, your mind is burned out, say less."

Shen Chong impatiently put the cup he found again in Lin Zhishu's hand, and then turned around to rummage the large suitcase in the corner of the living room.

He remembered that there were Xinxin's common medicines and thermometers.

After drinking a glass of cold boiled water, Lin Zhishu felt a little more comfortable and looked forward.

Shen Chong was squatting on the ground and looking at her back, looking for her with slight hands and feet.

A thought suddenly appeared in Lin Zhishu's mind, is this the feeling of having a man at home?

Inexplicable satisfaction and peace of mind.

Even if you have a high fever late at night, someone will be busy for themselves like this.

Suddenly, the curtains swayed, and a cool breeze blew gently from the living room window, pounced on her face, and penetrated into her collar. After it was extremely hot, my chest was a little cold again.

The next moment, Shen Chong bounced up like lightning, then rushed to the window, tightened the curtains with a slight sound, and then returned to the box to continue searching.

Lin Zhishu felt a lot of emotion when he saw him coming and going. He was a man.

Wait, why did my chest feel cold just now?

Lin Zhishu looked down slightly at the neckline.

Oh My God!

Her face turned hot again, God knows whether it was burned or something.

Before Shen Chong got up, she quickly put down the cup quietly and quietly raised her hands to look like she held her heart in her hands, in fact, in order to tighten the loose collar of her robe-style summer pajamas.

But this is inappropriate. The pajamas are very thin, and after pressing them, the outline of the chest becomes clearer and more prominent.

Lao Lin was a little disappointed and felt that no pose was right.

Sister Jiang, come and save me!

Why is my phone so far?

Looking at the cell phone that was more than two meters away from him on the other side of the sofa, Lin Zhishu was very desperate.

She clamped her legs again, put her other hand down, and quietly pinched her pajamas between her thighs.

It's still inappropriate, and you can see the outline!
Chapter completed!