Extra · also becomes CP(5)

The weak, mute and low-key "sister" made Cheng Nuo's heart tremble with his liver.

But Duan Ye was sick not only because of his younger brother or his son.

Cheng Nuo persuaded him for a long time, saying that if he continued like this, he would burn his brain. He said that she had money and she came to pay for the medical expenses, but Duan Ye just refused to get up.

I just didn't want to get up, but I grabbed her hand in a daze and didn't let her go.

Cheng Nuo suspected that he might have burned his brain.

This simple car repair shop and this broken car are not blocked by the wind. Cheng Nuo just stood there for a while and was already trembling with coldness. He thought that he would really let Duan Ye sleep here. I am afraid that the next time I heard his news, it would be the news that "the second-generation rich man ran away from home and froze to death in the car repair shop."

She didn't know before she came, but she had to wait for the death to save everyone.

No matter what, let Duan Ye be taken away from this broken car that was not enough for him to place his long legs.

She changed her words and said to him: "Then you don't spend money to see a doctor. I'll take you to my apartment to sleep?"

Duan Ye frowned and breathed: "I don't want to move... Can you come to your apartment by yourself..."

Cheng Nuo was so angry that he choked and used all his strength. No, it was the force of the eighteen magnificents who pulled him again: "I've been applauding all the car, can you be exhausted if you just lie in another car?"

*

He finally moved the person out of the broken car, but when he saw Duan Ye was really exhausted, he couldn't use his strength. He stood alone and swayed like a bamboo pole and was about to fall down at any time. Cheng Nuo held his arm with one hand, bearing half of his body's weight, and closed the roller shutter door of the repair shop with the other, staggeringly supporting him into the taxi.

On the night of the cold winter lunar month, Cheng Nuo was sweating profusely, panting and getting into the back seat of the car. After reporting the address to the driver, he was about to rest, but unexpectedly, the person next to him fell before her and lay down and put on her legs.

Cheng Nuo's legs sank, and he lifted up again after he had just relaxed. He felt Duan Ye's short hair thorned into her sweater dress, making her numb and itchy.

She stiffly adapted to the strange touch, moved her legs uncomfortably, patted his shoulder: "...Do you have to lie down?"

Duan Ye grabbed the corner of her skirt, half-closed her eyes and frowned: "Didn't you say you want to lie in a different car..."

"Are you lying in the car? You are lying on my lap!"

"Well..." Duan Ye's Adam's apple rolled gently, "Softer than a car..."

“…”

*

What bad intentions can a patient have?

Cheng Nuo felt that he should not measure Duan Ye’s behavior with a normal mindset.

Otherwise, she would immediately kick the person who was so arrogant and slutty from the car.

My legs were numb all the way, and when I dragged this troublesome patient into the apartment, Cheng Nuo's hands and feet had become softened into mud.

The moment she successfully put Duan Ye on the bed in the bedroom, she suddenly exhaled her strength and fell on the carpet beside the bed. She looked at the dead person who was motionless on the bed in anger, and cursed him in her heart for three thousand words.

After cursing, she stood up again, turned on the hot air conditioner in the room, took Duan Ye's coat, covered him with a quilt, took out the ear thermos from the bedside table, and measured his body temperature.

One look at thirty-eight degrees.

Cheng Nuo shook his head, opened the medicine box in the bedside table and searched for the medicine.

Just now, while Duan Ye was still in the car, she had asked him how he got this way.

After leaving the villa, he had no place to stay. Because he paid a lot of money from his friend, he couldn't afford to stay in a hotel. He temporarily lived in the car repair shop for the first two days.

The so-called bed is the back seat of the broken car.

After only two days of this, he happened to have the opportunity to broadcast live. He got a new money from the program team and stayed in an affordable hotel for more than half a month, which was considered a "good day".

Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. I ate and used it like this, and I paid the water and electricity bill from the repair shop at the beginning of the month, so the money was quickly spent.

The advertising fees on Weibo are not received so quickly, so I guess I can’t afford to stay in a hotel again, so Duan Ye returned to the car repair shop the day before yesterday.

But in mid-December, it was cold and cold, and there was no air conditioning or warmth in that place, so how could it live in a place?

After sleeping like this for two nights, he fell ill after catching a cold.

Cheng Nuo thought he was funny and miserable, so he found the antipyretic medicine, poured a glass of warm water from the kitchen, and patted him through the quilt: "Get up and take the medicine."

Duan Ye half opened his eyes and looked at the medicine in her hand.

Cheng Nuo added before he spoke: "No money, I treat you, I'll treat you!"

"Oh..." Duan Ye sat up with great effort, swallowed the medicine, and poured a glass of warm water on her hand, licked her dry lips, hugged the quilt and raised his head in a sleepy way, "Can you ask for another cup?"

"Can I still say no?" Cheng Nuo looked at him, took the cup to the kitchen to pour water, and found that there were not a few drops of water left in the thermos, so he cooked a pot again.

It took so much time to go back to the bedroom, Duan Ye was already lying in bed and fell asleep.

Cheng Nuo sighed, tucked the corners of the quilt for him, put the water in the thermos cup, placed it next to the bedside table, and left the room.

Finally settled down, she knocked on her hard cervical spine and sore shoulders, sat down on the sofa in the living room, and took out her cell phone.

When she was in the car just now, she had already explained the situation to the brand for Duan Ye.

The brand explained on the official blog that Duan Ye would miss the live broadcast tonight due to temporary physical discomfort, and then found a substitute guest.

In the past hour, many netizens who care about his physical condition have been poured into the brand's official blog and Duan Ye's own Weibo account, as if they are afraid that he will be crushed by the burden of life - of course, this is indeed the case.

Cheng Nuo saw that the netizens who shouted "son" and "baby" were anxious. Someone sent a private message to her about Duan Ye. He thought about doing the good people to the end, gave them a letter of approval, logged into his Weibo, and posted a blog post: "Dear moms, your son just had a cold and a fever, nothing big, he has gone to bed now."

*

At 7 o'clock the next morning, Duan Ye woke up from the quilt. Because the bedroom was too warm, he didn't react for a while. He looked at the pink white chandeliers on the ceiling and then looked at the pink floral quilt on his body. The memories of last night were slowly recovered.

He sat up and flexed his muscles and bones, and felt that the fever seemed to have subsided. He lifted the quilt and got out of bed. As soon as he stood straight, he noticed the bedside table and his eyes flashed slightly.

After looking at the thermos cup that was also pink and tender, very girlish, Duan Ye blinked slowly and walked to the door in his slippers.

Once the door was opened, the messy scene on the other end of the living room sofa came into view—

The sofa was covered with thin bedding. Cheng Nuo curled up in the quilt and slept there. Because the sofa was too narrow, one of his legs had already hung down and the person rubbed against the edge of the sofa.

Duan Ye pulled his hair, and henked in annoyance or annoyance. He was wondering if he was moving the person back to the bedroom when he suddenly heard a loud curse: "Are you dead if you don't move?"

"..." Duan Ye narrowed his eyes and looked at the person on the sofa. Seeing that her eyes were closed, as if she was talking in a sleep, she probably guessed who she dreamed of.

He turned his head with amusement, and when he turned his eyes, he saw that Cheng Nuo was not moving his mouth enough and he was still moving his feet. The hanging leg was about to kick the coffee table.

The body reacts faster than the head, and before he could figure out the consequences, others rushed out.

At the same time, Cheng Nuo kicked it out, and the whole person lost his balance and rolled down.

With a dull bang, Duan Ye's knees slid and slid, almost catching the person.

The next second, Cheng Nuo suddenly opened his eyes and raised his head, looked at Duan Ye with his frown, and blinked blankly.

I didn't seem to understand why she was standing and kicking Duan Ye just now, but she lies into his arms after she goes out.

Moreover, Duan Ye was kneeling on both knees, looking in pain.

Her kick is so powerful?

The pain from his knee made Duan Ye take a breath and he couldn't speak as soon as possible.

Cheng Nuo looked around, slowly came back to his senses from his dream, understood the situation, rolled out of the arms of the lotus wilderness, and jumped to the side.

Recalling the heavy "bang" sound when she woke up from her dream, she looked down at Duan Ye's knees, and moved her toes on the floor awkwardly: "Are you okay..."

"Make it." Duan Ye lowered his head and rubbed his eyebrows, and glanced at her bare feet. He picked up her slippers from the side and grabbed her ankles.
Chapter completed!