"Then stop cooking, wait a minute, I'll bring you takeout."

I pressed the phone closer to my ear, smiled and said, "Okay."

Men are really vulgar creatures in essence, it's clearly just the past night, but with a physical relationship, it seems that everything is different.

However, it is difficult to count this "abnormality", which is difficult to describe. If I have to say it, it's probably - I've become greedy. So greedy that he even wanted to have his time.

Lying on the bed for another half an hour, when I woke up, my body was so soft that I almost fell into a wheelchair. My face in the mirror was bloodless, I rubbed my face and tried to look healthy, but failed.

While waiting, the phone rang, it was Shang Muxiao's call.

I picked it up and, of course, asked where he was.

He was silent and said apologetically, "My sister suddenly asked me for something. I'm going to go to her place. Dinner has already been ordered for flash delivery, and it should arrive soon. Remember to finish it well."

It would be a lie to say no. The smile on the corners of my lips is hard to maintain, and I can only say something different from his heart where he can't see it.

"Well, you go."

Chapter 33 The Black Tide Recedes

When Shang Muxiao's flash delivery arrived, another half an hour had passed, and it was still the last time the roast meat shop ordered claypot rice. It's a pity that it's a little cold, and I don't have any appetite. I feel tired after eating a little, so I just put it down and go to bed.

After an afternoon of rest, the heat did not subside, but it did not increase, but the soreness on the body was really annoying, making people toss and turn, and couldn't sleep well.

I don't know if can get better tomorrow, or have to ask for leave, it will be very troublesome.

It's the end of the term, and everyone is very busy. It would be too bad if everyone's work was delayed because of me...

After falling asleep intermittently, vaguely heard the sound of someone opening the door outside.

I struggled to wake up, but my body was soft and wet, and I didn't even have the strength to get up and turn on the light. Listening carefully again, the sound outside is gone, and I don't know if it's a dream or a hallucination.

My eyelids were heavy, I closed my eyes, and gradually fell asleep again. Suddenly, a cold wind rushed into the bedroom, I shivered, opened my eyes, and found a vague tall figure standing outside the door.

"Teacher, you went to bed at nine o'clock? It's too early."

The lights in the room suddenly turned on along with Shang Muxiao's voice, which made me feel very uncomfortable, so I frowned and buried my face in the quilt.

"Today, I'm too tired today..." I said in a hoarse voice.

Shang Muxiao was silent for a moment, then walked to the bed and squeezed his hand through the gap.

His hands were cold outside, and they would feel a little cold at ordinary times, but today was just right, so people couldn't help but stick them to cool down the brain that was about to burn out.

Across the quilt, he seemed to hear Shang Muxiao's heavy "tsk" sound. I shuddered subconsciously, not daring to rub against it again.

"You have a fever, do you know?" The comfortable temperature on his forehead left, and in the next moment, the quilt was pulled away forcefully.

I squinted my eyes, slowly adapted to the light, stroked my forehead and said, "I know, it's just a low-grade fever, just take a nap, no big problem."

Shang Muxiao looked at me for a while, then turned to leave, and came back after a few minutes, holding a cup of warm water in his hand.

He helped me up and gave me water. I took two sips and didn't want to drink any more, so I turned my face away.

"Your lips are so dry, and you're sweating so much, why don't you drink more?" He brushed my forehead, and his fingertips left a numb trace on the side of my face.

I suppressed the urge to tremble and shook my head: "No, I'm not thirsty."

Not being thirsty is fake, but the thought that I might not have the strength to do it on my own makes me rather dry.

"Why do you have a fever all of a sudden?" Shang Muxiao rubbed the end of my eyes and said thoughtfully, "Yesterday was obviously fine."

I froze, lowered my eyes, tightened my fingertips slightly, grabbed the quilt, and didn't know how to speak.

I can frankly admit in front of everyone that I have no sexual function, but I can't say to Shang Muxiao without any hesitation: "Because you hurt me."

Terrible. After reason no longer dominates the body, every minute becomes uncontrollable.

"Has the matter on your sister's side been resolved?" I changed the subject.

"Oh, she changed the light bulb by herself, fell off the ladder and sprained her foot." Shang Muxiao said, "I accompanied her to the hospital for an examination, and she was fine."

It was really dangerous. Fortunately, didn't fall on head, and foot was just sprained. It was a fortune among misfortunes.

"It's fine." I lay down again, probably because of the water, I didn't feel so uncomfortable anymore. I couldn't sleep for a while, so I wanted to talk to Shang Muxiao.

"She also has a boyfriend anyway, but instead of looking for a boyfriend when she was injured, she came to me. I asked her why the surnamed Yang didn't accompany her, and she said she didn't want the other party to worry." Shang Muxiao sneered coldly, "What's the use of him then?"

Yang Haiyang should still be working in the store at the moment. His convenience store is inseparable from people 24 hours a day. With him, there are three store clerks on shifts. Shang Yunrou asked her younger brother for help at the first time. Maybe she didn't want to disturb her boyfriend's work. Bar.

I didn't want to speak for Yang Haiyang openly, so I said, "You're fine anyway."

"Who said I didn't..." The voice he raised suddenly stopped, as if he finally understood something, and suddenly realized, "Ah, is it because of me?"

The topic changed so quickly that I couldn't keep up with his thoughts.

He didn't need my answer either, he continued the words himself: "Did you have a fever because I injured you yesterday?"

His expression was puzzled with a little shock, as if he couldn't believe that a man could be so vulnerable.

I was stunned for a moment, pursed my lips twice, staggered my eyes and said, "No..."

Shang Muxiao squeezed my chin and forced me to face him.

"Teacher, you won't lie at all."

I felt a little embarrassed after the lie was exposed, and I said with a guilty conscience, "It's alright, just get some sleep."