Chapter 208 This Bed Is Not Allowed!

"do the washing up?"

Zhuang Mengdie's face was full of astonishment, the answer was beyond her expectations: "Just washing the dishes?"

Qin Yang smiled and said, "That's right, I just wash the dishes. I really hate washing the dishes."

Zhuang Mengdie looked at Qin Yang seriously, and Qin Yang also looked at Zhuang Mengdie seriously. After looking at each other for a few seconds, Zhuang Mengdie suddenly smiled: "Okay, then I'll go wash it!"

Zhuang Mengdie walked towards the kitchen with their noodle bowls in hand. Qin Yang looked at Zhuang Mengdie's back with a helpless smile on his lips.

He understood Zhuang Mengdie's gratitude, but he didn't want to accept it.

It's not that he pretends to be a gentleman, but if a story happened between the two tonight, what kind of relationship will they have after that?

Originally, the two were considered friends, but when the friends went to bed, the relationship deteriorated.

Qin Yang is not the kind of person who is unfeeling and righteous, and he can't pull up his pants and deny people. If he gets into bed, he will be very embarrassed at that time. After all, Zhuang Mengdie is beautiful and enchanting, but Qin Yang is not a fool. her boyfriend's thoughts.

If you can't get entangled with Zhuang Mengdie, how can you pursue Wen Yuyan?

At least he didn't want to cause extra trouble until he was sure whether there was a result with Wen Yuyan.

You can't get on this bed!

Isn't it good to maintain the current friendship?

Because of this mentality, Qin Yang used the matter of washing dishes to fool him. It was a step for Zhuang Mengdie and himself, so as to avoid embarrassment for the two of them.

For a few seconds when the two looked at each other, Qin Yang believed that Zhuang Mengdie understood his purpose and thoughts.

Zhuang Mengdie quickly washed the dishes, then cleaned up the kitchen, dried his hands and came out: "After washing the dishes, I feel that you have lost a lot!"

Qin Yang smiled: "I don't think it's good to lose money, but next time you don't do such stupid things as jumping into the river. If you have something to say, there is always a firm way."

Zhuang Mengdie nodded meekly: "I listen to you."

listen to me?

Why does this sound a bit so-so-so-so?

Qin Yang looked at the time and said with a smile: "Okay, it's getting late, let's go to bed early!"

Zhuang Mengdie bit her lip: "Okay!"

The two went upstairs, and Qin Yang pointed to the room next to Li Siqi where he slept for one night: "You can sleep in this room."

Zhuang Mengdie hummed, walked obediently into the room, and gently closed the door, when the door was about to close, Zhuang Mengdie pulled the door, poked her head out, and said softly: "I don't lock the door! "

After Zhuang Mengdie said this, she blushed and withdrew her head, concealing the door, which was really unlocked!

Qin Yang rubbed his nose, and couldn't help thinking of the passionate kiss on the bank of the river where she hugged him tightly, and the soft touch of his hand touching that crisp|chest, and the fire in his lower abdomen suddenly returned rising.

The goblin!

Qin Yang walked back to his room with a wry smile, closed the door, thought for a while, and locked the door behind him.

Although I think it is unlikely, Zhuang Mengdie should not be so casual, but if she really touches her and climbs into her bed, then she may not be able to resist the temptation. It was Shang Shang, and the seductive and alluring temperament on her body was even more difficult for men to resist.

If it wasn't for Qin Yang's special training, super strong willpower and self-control, he might have fallen by the river.

It is not easy for me to persist in doing what I am doing now.

It was quite late, and Qin Yang was also quite sleepy, so he fell into a deep sleep on the bed.

The alarm in the morning awakened Qin Yang from his deep sleep. Qin Yang got up, changed his clothes after washing, and was ready to go to school.

Qin Yang walked out of the room and gently knocked on the door of the next room: "Zhuang Mengdie, I'm going to class, you sleep slowly by yourself, just help me close the door when you leave."

"Qin Yang..."

Zhuang Mengdie's weak voice came from the room, and Qin Yang froze for a moment: "What's wrong with you?"

The door was not locked at first, but it was just concealed. Qin Yang gently pushed the door open and glanced inside.

Zhuang Mengdie was lying on the bed, covered with a quilt, looking up at the door with a haggard look on his face.

Qin Yang walked into the room and asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

Zhuang Mengdie smiled bitterly and said, "I seem to have a fever."

Have a fever?

Qin Yang walked to the bed and stretched out his hand to press Zhuang Mengdie's forehead, only to find that Zhuang Mengdie's forehead was hot.

Qin Yang frowned: "It's so hot, you have a high fever, it looks like it was caused by falling into the water yesterday and blowing the river wind..."

Zhuang Mengdie stretched out his hand and touched his forehead, and said with a wry smile: "It should be, it's okay, you go to class, I'll sleep again, and I'll go buy medicine by myself later."

Qin Yang smiled wryly, Zhuang Mengdie had a high fever, how could he leave her alone in the room?

"Well, you put on your clothes first, there is a clinic at the door, I will accompany you to see a doctor."

Zhuang Mengdie stared at Qin Yang: "Aren't you going to class?"

Qin Yang said with a smile: "Skipping class, doesn't it mean that a university without skipping class is not perfect, it's okay, the treatment is the most important thing."

Zhuang Mengdie hummed: "Are my clothes dry?"

Qin Yang smiled wryly: "It's only been a few hours. The temperature is low at night, so it's not so easy to do it. You can continue to wear my cotton clothes."

Qin Yang turned around and went out: "Hurry up and get dressed, go downstairs when you're done, I'll wait for you downstairs!"

Qin Yang sat downstairs for ten minutes, and then saw Zhuang Mengdie walking down, but his footsteps were flimsy, holding on to the railing, as if he was about to fall down at any moment.

Qin Yang stood up: "Let's go."

Qin Yang accompanied Zhuang Mengdie for a few steps. Seeing that Zhuang Mengdie didn't have the strength to walk, he stretched out his arm: "Hold my arm."

"Thank you!"

Zhuang Mengdie bit his lip and stretched out his hand, but instead of grabbing his arm, he directly held his arm, and then leaned half of his body on Qin Yang's body.

Seeing that she was seriously ill, Qin Yang didn't say anything, let her hold his arm like this, and then left the community all the way.

The clinic next to the community has already opened, and Qin Yang helped Zhuang Mengdie, who was limp in hands and feet, into the clinic.

The doctor checked Zhuang Mengdie, and because he had a severe fever, he prescribed an infusion directly.

When Zhuang Mengdie heard that an infusion was needed, she immediately panicked: "Doctor, can you just take medicine instead of infusion?"

The doctor shook his head and said, "You have a very severe fever, it's over thirty-nine degrees, you need an infusion to lower the temperature..."

Zhuang Mengdie said with a bitter face: "I'm afraid of needles, I... I faint..."

The doctor smiled and said, "Just don't look at it when the needle is inserted. It's okay, just like an ant bite."

Qin Yang couldn't help laughing at Zhuang Mengdie's sad face and anxious expression: "Listen to the doctor, watch me when you get the needle."

Zhuang Mengdie said with a bitter face, "Okay."

The nurse quickly prepared the infusion bottle, and when she was about to give Zhuang Mengdie an injection, Zhuang Mengdie tightly grasped Qin Yang's arm, her arm was tense, and her eyes were terrified like a wounded deer...