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Chapter 187 So hard to coax!

Finally home.

Jiang Zhouzhou stood at the door, pulling her suitcase, and glanced at the door next door.

After hesitating for a moment, I rang the doorbell next door first.

After waiting a few seconds with no response, Jiang Zhouzhou stretched out her finger and pressed the button again.

If no one answers the door, she goes home first.

After waiting a while, the door suddenly opened from the inside.

The man's expression was irritable, his eyes were filled with a chilling coldness, and his aura was gloomy and cold, but when he saw the person standing in front of him, the expression on his face instantly froze.

It's like a fierce wolfhound on the verge of exploding, suddenly being soothed.

The sinister emotion in those eyes softened at a visible speed.

"Why are you back?"

Unable to suppress a smile, Zhou Xian looked at the person in front of him, who was completely different from the one just now.

Just as Jiang Zhouzhou was about to answer, Zhou Xian said to himself, "Oh, because of me."

A very confident tone.

Jiang Zhouzhou, her thoughts exposed by him, tried hard to control her blushing face and explained, "No, it's not that. I came back as soon as I finished what I was doing over there."

"And then... I came to say hello to you."

Her voice trailed off as Jiang Zhouzhou looked into Zhou Xian's deep, dark eyes. He pursed his lips into a straight line, remaining silent as he gazed at her.

Jiang Zhouzhou gripped the suitcase handle tightly with her knuckles.

They were defeated.

With his head down, he said, "Okay! I was worried that something might have happened to you, so I came back early."

Having received the answer he wanted, Zhou Xian's smile deepened.

He opened the door wide, his usually languid tone slightly hoarse: "Come in!"

Jiang Zhouzhou immediately straightened up and hurriedly shook her head to refuse, saying, "No, I'll go home first."

She hasn't told Gu Nanfeng about her return yet, but Lin Chen probably has.

I'll have to pick up the glutinous rice balls later.

Just as she was thinking, Zhou Xian's voice interrupted her thoughts.

"Host, I think I have a bit of a cold. Could you help me find some cold medicine in the first-aid kit? I don't recognize it."

Jiang Zhouzhou blinked twice before noticing that Zhou Xian's face was indeed flushed an abnormally red.

"Wait a minute, let me see."

She raised her hand, her fair and delicate hand reaching to touch Zhou Xian's forehead.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Xian suddenly leaned down, cupped Jiang Zhouzhou's face in his hands, and pressed his forehead against hers.

The intense heat instantly scalded Jiang Zhouzhou's face, turning it red.

"Is this more accurate?"

Zhou Xian feigned ignorance in his voice, his breath hotter than the temperature of his forehead.

Jiang Zhouzhou's head was also spinning from the infection, and she was so frightened that she quickly pulled his hand away and kept a safe distance from him.

However... he did have a fever, a high fever.

Perhaps the constant travel and overwork caused him to suddenly fall ill.

Not wanting to argue with the patient, Jiang Zhouzhou said, "Then you go sit on the sofa and rest first, I'll go find you some fever reducer."

Following behind Zhou Xian, I stepped into his house.

The first-aid kit was placed in a very conspicuous spot, and Jiang Zhouzhou spotted it immediately, along with her... pink water cup.

Jiang Zhouzhou opened the medicine box and quickly found the fever reducer.

When I wanted to pour some water, my eyes fell on the pink water glass, and I couldn't help but say something.

"Zhou Xian, which cup do you use to drink water?"

Zhou Xian leaned back on the sofa, lazily pointing to the pink water glass: "Isn't it obvious?"

Jiang Zhouzhou: "..."

Without complaint, she took the water glass, ran to the kitchen to rinse it first, and then poured him a glass of water.

When I got to his side, I found that he had suddenly become very quiet.

Perhaps it was because of his illness that even a strong person like him became vulnerable.

"By the way, have you had dinner? Taking medicine on an empty stomach will upset your stomach."

Zhou Xian gave a listless "hmm".

Seeing Zhou Xian like this, Jiang Zhouzhou's tone softened unconsciously, as if coaxing a child: "Then let's drink the fever reducer first! If the fever doesn't go down, then we'll go to the hospital."

She held the medicine between her fingertips, slowly squatted down, and handed the medicine and water to him.

Zhou Xian raised his eyelids slightly, his brow furrowing as he looked at the white pill.

But his gaze fell on Jiang Zhouzhou's fingertips...

He sat up straight, grabbed Jiang Zhouzhou's wrist with one hand, and pulled her hand in front of him.

Her head drooped, and her soft, moist tongue easily rolled the pill she was holding into her mouth.

My fingers brushed against Jiang Zhouzhou's cool touch...

Jiang Zhouzhou was shocked by his sudden action. Her other hand, which was holding the water glass, wobbled, and the water inside splashed onto the floor.

"Zhou Xian, you..."

Why is it that every move he makes is unexpected by her?

I felt both ashamed and angry.

We shouldn't bother with him.

Jiang Zhouzhou withdrew her hand and couldn't help but mutter under her breath, "How can you really act like a dog?"

Zhou Xian, acting as if nothing had happened, barked in the most self-righteous tone, "Woof woof woof."

Jiang Zhouzhou immediately admitted defeat.

"Now that you've taken your medicine, I'll head back now."

She stood up, wanting to leave.

Zhou Xian's aura immediately turned dejected, and... resentful.

It was as if Jiang Zhouzhou had done something heartless, as if she was about to cruelly abandon him.

Are you going to find Gu Nanfeng?

His eyes were fixed on Jiang Zhouzhou, his dark eyes appearing as if covered with a thin layer of mist due to his illness.

Even her voice sounded somewhat fragile.

Jiang Zhouzhou paused in her steps as she was about to leave, and patiently explained, "Well, Tangyuan is with Brother Nanfeng, and I have to bring it back."

Zhou Xian said sullenly, "No."

Jiang Zhouzhou: "I'll be back soon."

Zhou Xian: "Even if it's quick, it won't work."

Jiang Zhouzhou: "..."

"Jiang Zhouzhou, am I less important to you than a cat?"

Zhou Xian pursed his thin lips, and the mist in his eyes seemed to thicken even more, like a deep, ancient well, seemingly calm and still, but with an imperceptible chill permeating the depths of the well.

Jiang Zhouzhou met his gaze and finally gave in.

"Okay! I won't go now."

He's sick, so let's just let him be!

But a sick man like this... is really hard to coax.

However, Zhou Xian suddenly changed his attitude: "Forget it, you'd better leave now!"

Jiang Zhouzhou was stunned for a moment, and looked at Zhou Xian with some confusion, thinking that he was in a bad mood. She said in a soft voice, "It's okay, you can leave when you feel better. There's no rush."

But Zhou Xian suddenly stood up, grabbed Jiang Zhouzhou's wrist, walked to the entrance, and pushed her out the door.

Jiang Zhouzhou stood helplessly at the door: "Zhou Xian, what's wrong?"

Did she do something to upset him?

Zhou Xian stood against the doorway, pressing his throbbing temples, and whispered, "No, I'm afraid of infecting you."

Jiang Zhouzhou's eyes trembled when she heard this reason.

She took a deep breath and said, "If you need anything, you can send me a message on WeChat or call me. Also, get plenty of rest and drink lots of water."

Zhou Xian chuckled: "Jiang Zhouzhou, you're really taking care of me now."

Jiang Zhouzhou turned her head to the side and replied as she had last time, "I didn't care about you."