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date="2021-10-06"

title="Chapter 92:"

weight="139806"

series = ["The Villainous Classmate is my Lucky Star"]

mode = "manual"

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Wen Yantong opened his eyes and looked at Chi Jingxi in a daze. He didn't mean to drink medicine at all. Chi Jingxi got closer and asked, "Does the headache hurt?"

Wen Yantong touched his head and nodded blankly.

Chi Jingxi seemed to be coaxing, "After you drank it, your head hurts away."

She handed the medicine bowl forward, but she didn't want to drink it.

Chi Jingxi was a little helpless, so he had to give the medicine bowl to the next, and then said, "Let's play a small game. If you lose, you will drink up the bowl of medicine."

"What if you lose?" Wen Yantong asked subconsciously.

"Then I will drink this medicine for you." He said.

Wen Yantong readily agreed and nodded, "Okay, what game?"

Chi Jingxi said, "If you put twenty-four eggs on the table, you and I take turns taking them. You can take up to five at a time, and at least one. Let's see who can take the eggs on the table last."

Wen Yantong blinked after listening, as if thinking about the rules of the game.

Chi Jingxi waited for a while, and then asked, "Can you understand me?"

Wen Yantong nodded immediately, "Of course."

He said, "Then you come first."

Wen Yantong leaned on the cushion, pondered for a while, and said, "I'll take three."

Chi Jingxi said, "Then I will take three too."

Wen Yantong counted to himself, "I'll take five more."

"I'll take one." Chi Jingxi said.

Wen Yantong: "I'll take four."

Chi Jingxi: "I will take two."

Wen Yantong: "Five."

Chi Jingxi: "One, the last egg was taken by me, you lost."

Wen Yantong was stunned, "How come?"

Then calculated the eggs took, and at the end, Chi Jingxi really took the last one, and she lost.

Seeing that she had figured it out by herself, Chi Jingxi handed the medicine bowl to her, "I wish to accept the bet, and drink this quickly to avoid the cold."

Wen Yantong was unwilling to accept this fact, and said, "You are shameless."

"Why did I have?" Chi Jingxi raised her eyebrows, "You are going to be shameless? You just agreed to a good one. If you lose, you will drink it."

Wen Yantong shook his head and turned his head aside, "I don't drink."

Chi Jingxi sighed helplessly, and then said, "If you don't understand it anymore, don't blame me for taking coercive tactics against you."

Wen Yantong said in his heart, can you still pour in with my mouth? So he pressed his mouth and stubbornly shook his head.

With a smile in his eyes, Chi Jingxi suddenly raised his hand, took a big sip of the medicine, and then set the bowl aside.

Wen Yantong saw him move, and expected that he was about to move, so he hurriedly crawled into the bed. Chi Jingxi knelt on the side of the bed with one leg, grabbed her ankle, and dragged her back directly.

The temperature on Wen Yantong's body was astonishingly hot, and he kicked his legs subconsciously. Before he could react, he was pulled over by Chi Jingxi's arrogant arms and was trapped in his arms.

Immediately afterwards, his lips fell, and he directly pried Wen Yantong's lips and teeth, and passed the medicine in his mouth little by little.

The medicine was very bitter, without adding a bit of honey, when Wen Yantong's mouth was spreading, Wen Yantong instantly frowned, and raised his hand to push Chi Jingxi's shoulder, struggling to throw up the medicine in his mouth.

Chi Jingxi grabbed her two wrists tyrannically, and held her back with the other hand, guiding her to swallow the medicine.

A little brown liquid overflowed from the corner of her mouth, slid down the slender neck, and slid over the rolling throat.

Chi Jingxi felt that she was going to be infected by her high temperature. The place she touched was hot, spreading from her fingertips to the tip of her heart.

Wen Yantong was still pushing back, twisting his wrist restlessly, trying to push him away. Chi Jingxi had to soften her strength, gently kneading her wrist, and gradually calming her restless mood.

After taking a sip of the medicine, he slapped his mouth with a sad face and hummed and fled into the bed. Naturally, Chi Jingxi didn't like her, so he grabbed her with one hand, then turned to pick up the medicine bowl by the bed, and took another sip.

When Wen Yantong saw that he was repeating his old tricks, he immediately flopped, but was completely restrained by Chi Jingxi, unable to move, and was forced to take a second bite.

After repeated such repetitions, Wen Yantong found that his struggle and resistance were completely useless, and the strength of the struggle gradually became weaker, allowing Chi Jingxi to feed a whole bowl.

In the end, the medicine bowl was empty, with only a little medicine slag left. Chi Jingxi glanced at the bottom of the bowl, turned his head and kissed Wen Yantong's lips lightly, as if he was a reward.

Wen Yantong pushed his face feebly, "I'm dying."

Chi Jingxi wiped the liquid medicine from her neck with her soft finger pads, and said, "I was too anxious this time and didn't prepare the candied fruit. I won't do it next time."

Wen Yantong glared at him, "You are cursing me to get sick next time."

Chi Jingxi paused, then changed his words, "Okay, there is no next time."

Wen Yantong fell back, splashed on the bed, covered his head and said, "Didn't you say that I don't have any pain after drinking the medicine? But now my head hurts! You lie to me!"

Chi Jingxi couldn't find a way, so she lay down on the bed, rubbed her head, and coaxed softly, "Wait a minute, when you wake up, it won't hurt."

Wen Yantong closed his eyes and enjoyed the strength of his hands.

Seeing that she seemed to be drowsy, Chi Jingxi got up and asked for hot water from the next person, put it on the table next to the bed, and then pulled Wen Yantong from the bed to sit up.

Wen Yantong couldn't lift the energy at all, and only felt uncomfortable on his body. The bitterness in his mouth was long-lasting, and he always staggered when sitting.

But Chi Jingxi was very patient, wringing out the water from the cloth towel, and then sitting on the edge of the bed, turning her crooked body upright, letting her lean against her shoulders, and then gently rubbing her face with force.

The little Houye, who had never taken care of anyone, didn't appear clumsy when he moved his hands. I was afraid that his strength was not well controlled, so he rubbed Wen Yantong's soft face.

The hot water rubbed his face once, Wen Yantong became a little awake, and opened his big dim eyes to look at him.

After Chi Jingxi wiped her face, she wiped her neck along the way, then wet the cloth towel in the basin, and then wipe her hands. He moved very seriously, and Wen Yantong's eyes moved with his movements.

He wiped it carefully, his wrists, palms, and even his fingertips. Wen Yantong looked up at him for a while, then looked down at his hand.

After wiping, he ordered people to take out the water basin and took two soft cushion blankets to put them on the side of the bed.

He put Wen Yantong in the quilt, covered it, and then patted her forehead, "Go to sleep."

Wen Yantong opened his eyes and looked at him. Although he was sleepy, he was instinctively reluctant to close his eyes and stared at him unblinkingly.

Chi Jingxi looked in the room, then took the book from the table and sat on the soft blanket next to the bed, looking almost at the same level as Wen Yantong who was lying on the bed.

Chi Jingxi said again, "I won't go, you can go to sleep."

Wen Yantong turned sideways to look at him as if he had taken a reassurance pill. The haziness in her eyes became more and more obvious, making her a little drowsy.

Chi Jingxi opened the book, riding on the warm light beside the bed, looking seriously.

Wen Yantong thought of the time when she was in the academy a while ago, when she woke up from the dream from a nightmare, and couldn't help crying. Chi Jingxi was like this. She didn't speak sweet words, but she would sit with a book. By her side.

The night is heavy and the surroundings are quiet. There was only a candle burning and the sound of pages turning.

Chi Jingxi's breathing was very light, but a considerable weight was placed on Wen Yantong's heart, making her whole heart calm and calm, slowly becoming peaceful.

The people hurriedly cleaned up the empty house. Chi Jingxi sat late at night, and only left after Wen Yantong was completely asleep, and took a rest in the cleaned house.

Moreover, after Mu Yang and Fu Zixian were driven out of Wen's house by Chi Jingxi, they were relatively speechless in the carriage.

Mu Yang's face was calm, and it seemed that he was not in a good mood.

Fu Zixian has never liked to take the initiative to speak, but now he is not happy to see Mu Yang, so he thinks that he has been worried for the past few days, and he hasn't slept well, and looks extremely tired.

He wanted to speak to distract Mu Yang's attention, "Mu Young, what is the word that General Mu gave you?"

Mu Yang regained his senses, and when he raised his eyes, the heaviness of his brows disappeared a lot, and he said, "Yi Yi. Do things, stand Yi Yi."

"Mu Xingyi." Fu Zixian chewed the words to pieces, then smiled lightly, "General Mu is a good culture."

Mu Yang curled his lips, "You still have half the credit for your father."

Fu Zixian was silent for a while, seeming to hesitate, and then finally made up his mind to take out the jade card from the pocket of his sleeve. "

Mu Yang didn't see it at first, and he waved his hand indifferently, "What's wrong with this, you have been arrested, to blame the Jiang family's remnants, but also to harm you by this innocent disaster."

Fu Zixian had to raise his hand again, "I don't have anything valuable to give you..."

Mu Yang sighed, as if he had some thoughts, he suddenly opened the curtains and looked out, "It's nothing, I didn't plan to ask for anything from you, I just want to do it. Look at Yantong and ask him to join me. In the birthday banquet, he will push back and forth. As a result, I still worry about his illness."

Fu Zixian said, "Don't worry too much. I think it's just a normal wind."

Mu Yang looked at the street, thinking that it would be the Prime Minister's Mansion after crossing two streets, so he said to the attendants outside, "Go to Xinqi Street, I want to buy some cakes to eat."

The guard was stunned, "Is that to send Young Master Fu back first, or..."

Mu Yang said, "Go directly, and go directly back to the general's mansion later."

The guard took the order and bowed his head to answer. When he retracted his head, Fu Zixian's hand had been raised for a long time.

Mu Yang looked at it suspiciously, "What is this?"

Fu Zixian's hand was a little sour, and he put it directly into his hand, and said, "This is the jade medallion from Chuanyang Wei's family. It is my birthday gift to you. Be polite, I hope you don't mind."

Mu Yang's eyes widened, and he stunned, feeling dizzy on the collapse of the car.