Quick Transmigration: When a Delicate Beauty Becomes Cannon Fodder

Ruan Ruan let out a breath, "This character is just too awesome, I can't hold it anymore - stop being so stinky, even though you are still handsome."

He didn't speak.

Duan Jinyu sat very close to her. She reached out and grabbed his loose tie. Her hot fingers touched the fabric of the tie. The slightly cool temperature made her couldn't help but wrap her fingers around it some more, making it moist. She looked at him with her eyes and tugged gently.

She called his name, "Duan Jinyu, my mouth feels so bitter and I want to eat sweets."

His eyes fell on her, and Ruan Ruan looked up at him and smiled, her wet eyes slightly bent, even her eyelashes seemed to be wet, and there was a shallow pear dimple in the corner of one lip. It's like being coquettish and a little bit to please.

He hummed softly.

The tie hanging loosely around his neck was even more deformed under the force of her gentle tug. He simply took off the tie that he had wanted to throw away for a long time. After wearing it for a while, it no longer looked neat. He strode outside the house, but when he came back, he only brought back one, which seemed extremely small in his broad palm.

Ruan Ruan's mouth was still bitter, his eyes were almost staring at the candy in his palm, and he leaned closer to ask him to feed it.

Duan Jinyu tore open the bag of hard candy, but instead of feeding it to her, he stuffed it into his mouth.

The smelly face was bitten into pieces, and the sound of the hard candy breaking was clear, "If you eat something, it will take half an hour before you can take the medicine."

After chewing it and swallowing it, he put his palm against her forehead and said, "The temperature is too high, I can only give you a taste."

Perhaps he was concerned about her current state, but his movements were unexpectedly gentle, which was in great contrast with his appearance. His facial features were sharp, his face was still not good-looking, and his figure was tall and tall, with a sense of strength. Judging from his appearance alone, It seems to have nothing to do with the word gentle.

Ruan Ruan was even more weak due to illness. After a while, he was out of breath. His vision became foggy and turned white for a while. He weakly pushed his shoulder. Unexpectedly, he restrained himself and stepped back immediately.

The sweet taste was not as good as in the memory, and everything in my bitter mouth tasted strange. He slowed down, but his breathing had not completely calmed down, "...you are not afraid of being infected."

Her cheeks were already flushed, and now even the ends of her eyes were red.     It's still a bit reluctant.

Duan Jinyu: "It's not a cold."

Ruan Ruan looked at his slightly messy hair and moved her fingers. Just now, her fingers brushed his hair. The silver hair was not as soft as it looked, and the texture was slightly rough. She smiled, always feeling that she was with him. It matches very well.

"You're right, I may have a fever because I've been too tired for the past two days."

Duan Jinyu glanced at the time and saw that half an hour was up. He stood up and said, "It's time to take medicine."

He took out the pills and put them in her hand. The hot water that had been poured aside was now just warm enough to drink without being too cold.

Ruan Ruan swallowed the pills and drank a few sips of water before he took it away and put it back, "Want to sleep for a while longer?"

Not exactly advice.

Ruan Ruan lay back down again with his help, "What about you?"

"I'll stay with you and handle some work."

"it is good."

Ruan Ruan closed her eyes in peace and didn't notice when she lost consciousness. When she woke up, she was sweating. Before she opened her eyes, she could already feel the dim light and heard the sound of typing on the keyboard.

She sat up and there was no light in the room. Duan Jinyu was sitting not far from the bed, the blue light of the computer screen reflected on his face, "Why don't you turn on the light?" (End of Chapter)