The beauty god is forced to love every day

Chapter 200 Commander, You Have Violated the Rules 22

Yan Qing leaned in Zhong Yuan's arms, shook her head slightly, and said in a low nasal voice, "It's not cold, I just want to hug you."

"Okay, I'll hold you." Zhong Yuan chuckled, held the person on his legs, and let Yan Qing lean on his chest.

He closed the car door and told the driver to drive home.

Yan Qing stretched out her arms and wrapped them around Zhong Yuan's strong waist, rubbing his chest. She felt inexplicably dizzy and a little cold.

I couldn't help but get closer to the warm body, wanting to be closer so that I wouldn't feel cold.

Zhong Yuan felt Yan Qing's tightening force, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise. Today, Qing Qing was so attached to him.

And she was very proactive. The ecstatic feeling was unforgettable, but it was a pity that the time, place and occasion were not right.

Otherwise, he would make sure Qingqing couldn't get out of bed for a few days.

After returning home, Zhong Yuan called the person in his arms softly, "Qingqing, we're home."

"Yeah." Yan Qing responded softly, nestling in Zhong Yuan's arms and not wanting to come out.

Zhong Yuan smiled dotingly, picked the person up, strode towards the bedroom, put the person on the bed, and turned around to run some hot water.

When he came back after finishing his work, he saw the person on the bed curled up in a small ball. He went forward and pulled the person up.

"Be good, take a bath and go to sleep."

Yan Qing nodded dazedly, put her arms around Zhong Yuan's neck, and pulled him towards her. Their lips touched, tenderly and affectionately.

Zhong Yuan was a little distracted by Yan Qing's sudden kiss. He picked her up, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

"Don't tease me, or you'll be in trouble."

Yan Qing put her fingertips on Zhong Yuan's lips and smiled, "Kiss me."

A beautiful woman's smile can make one fall in love with her, let alone the person who is dear to one's heart. Zhong Yuan is not a saint.

It's impossible to remain calm when someone's beauty is in your arms.

But he soon realized something was wrong. Was she a little too hot? He subconsciously reached out and touched Yan Qing's forehead.

A hot moment.

His expression suddenly changed, and he turned the person over. "Qingqing, are you feeling uncomfortable or dizzy?"

Yan Qing looked at him dazedly, his eyes a little unfocused, his voice very hoarse, "Zhong Yuan, it's hot~..."

Zhong Yuan didn't dare to delay and immediately called a doctor.

After a while, the doctor arrived quickly. After a careful examination, the doctor explained the patient's condition with a serious expression.

"Commander, Madam caught a cold and developed a high fever."

Zhong Yuan frowned, "Why don't you treat him quickly?"

The doctor prescribed some medicine, gave Yan Qing an injection to reduce fever, and gave him some precautions before leaving.

Zhong Yuan stayed by Yan Qing's bed, looking at his pale face, feeling distressed. It was all his fault that he had acted too recklessly today.

He knew Qingqing was not in good health and the temperature was low at night, but he still wanted her. It would be strange if she didn't catch a cold. He had the urge to slap himself twice.

He would wipe Yan Qing's forehead and body with a wet towel from time to time to help him cool down.

Zhong Yuan didn't close his eyes the whole night, and kept staring at Yan Qing, fearing that he might have another accident.

It was not until the morning that he felt Yan Qing's forehead and found it was not so hot anymore. He felt relieved and thought about the doctor's instructions.

If the fever has subsided, wake the person up and feed him medicine, so that he will get better faster.

“Qingqing... Qingqing..." Zhong Yuan called out softly twice and held the person in his arms.

Yan Qing had cold sweat on his forehead, his handsome eyebrows were tightly furrowed, his breathing was weak, and he was half asleep and half awake when he was called. He raised his eyelids with difficulty.

"Take the medicine, and you'll be fine." Zhong Yuan put a small white pill to Yan Qing's mouth.

Yan Qing didn't open his mouth, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Seeing that the person in his arms hadn't moved, Zhong Yuan leaned over to look at him, "Take the medicine, Qingqing."

"Don't........." Yan Qing turned her head and buried it in Zhong Yuan's arms, found a comfortable position and was about to continue sleeping.

Zhong Yuan never expected that Yan Qing, who was usually such a well-behaved person, would actually refuse to cooperate at all, and he had to coax him patiently.

"Be good, take the medicine and you won't feel uncomfortable anymore."

Although Yan Qing was not conscious, when he heard the word "medicine", he subconsciously resisted and buried his head deeper.

Zhong Yuan was helpless when he saw this. In order for Qingqing to get better soon, he had to take tough measures and drank a sip of warm water.

He pinched Yan Qing's cheeks, forcefully stuffed the medicine into her, lowered his head and kissed her, then passed the water to Yan Qing bit by bit.

Take the medicine down.

Only after making sure that the medicine had been taken did he let Yan Qing go, wrapped him back in the quilt, and continued to watch over him.

Yan Qing fell into a coma after taking the medicine. Zhong Yuan did not go to the military headquarters, but stayed here to guard him until evening.

Zhong Yuan, who had just eaten, heard a rapid cough. He was so scared that he quickly stood up and helped Yan Qing to calm down.

Seeing that the person was coughing, he picked her up and let her face him and lean on his shoulder, "It's okay, I'll give you a pat."

Yan Qing looked miserable, his beautiful eyes were half-closed without a trace of light, and his voice was hoarse from being burned.

"Zhong Yuan...I feel uncomfortable."

Zhong Yuan felt so distressed when he heard this that he hugged Yan Qing tighter and patted her back gently, "Where does it hurt?"

Yan Qing rubbed his neck affectionately, his voice hoarse and weak, "My hands and legs hurt."

"It's okay. It hurts because it needs to get better. Let me rub it for you." Zhong Yuan gently rubbed Yan Qing's legs and hands with his big hands.

When the doctor came, he told me that if my legs and hands hurt, I should rub them more and it would be gone after the pain subsided.

After rubbing for an unknown amount of time, Yan Qing finally regained some consciousness and was no longer in so much pain. He just lay on Zhong Yuan's shoulder.

His fingers pressed weakly on that strong arm.

Zhong Yuan felt the weak force on his shoulder, his heart softened, and he gently held Yan Qing's hand.

"Qingqing, do you feel better?" His voice was gentle and concerned.

"Yeah." Yan Qing looked up at Zhong Yuan, her pale lips slightly parted, "You've always been there for me."

"Yeah." Zhong Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and kissed Yan Qing's forehead. "I'm sorry, I didn't think it through. I won't do this again next time."

Yan Qing turned and kissed Zhong Yuan, "Don't say sorry, I just want to hear you say you love me."

"I love you." Zhong Yuan's low voice was full of sincerity, and his eyes were full of warmth as he looked at Yan Qing.

At this moment, an inopportune "gurgling" sound was heard, and Yan Qing looked at her stomach embarrassedly.

"You must be hungry! Let's eat." Zhong Yuan said as he took Yan Qing to wash up briefly.

Then he went downstairs and asked the servant to heat up the food. He put Yan Qing on the sofa and heated a cup of milk himself.

"Drink first, we'll eat soon."

"Okay." Yan Qing took the milk and sipped it.