Zhou Sen clutched his chest and looked at Lu Xiangyi with a half smile.

"Assistant Xu is already Manager Xu. He has never been in a relationship, so he won't think too much about it."

"Secondly, Xiangyi, I'm still a patient..."

The moment the ending sound fell, his gaze softened, as if he wanted to soak Lu Xiangyi in his gaze.

Lu Xiangyi naturally thought of the puppy that was drenched in the rain.

This guy Zhou Sen knows how to soften her heart!

In other words, it's a heartbeat!

Lu Xiangyi couldn't bear to be aggressive with Zhou Sen any longer, and softly patted his chest, "It doesn't hurt, does it?"

Zhou Sen clasped her waist, "It hurts! You need to feed me medicine."

Lu Xiangyi's shocked face—

Feeding medicine is usually done by the hero to the heroine!

Does Zhou Sen have a heart to be a heroine?

Zhou Sen's soft eyes kept looking at Lu Xiangyi's face, "Xiangyi, why do you think I have a fever again? Is it because I stayed in the bathroom for too long last night, huh?"

Lu Xiangyi: "..." Can she say no?

Zhou Sen obviously didn't care about Lu Xiangyi's answer, and rubbed the tip of her nose again, "Do you know why I have to stay in the bathroom for so long?"

Because of her, because of her!

Lu Xiangyi took a fever-reducing medicine and stuffed it directly into Zhou Sen's mouth.

Zhou Sen reminded her, "Water."

There is half a glass of water in the water glass on the desk.

Lu Xiangyi took it over and fed it to Zhou Sen directly, and he said, "Try the temperature first, I don't want to be burned."

squeamish!

Lu Xiangyi recalled that when she was sick and needed to be taken care of by her family, she was not as delicate as Zhou Sen!

She obediently took a sip, and at this moment, Zhou Sen kissed her lips.

She froze for a moment, Zhou Sen had already swallowed the antipyretic medicine with the warm water "robbed" from her.

In the next second, his turbulent and domineering kiss came involuntarily.

Lu Xiangyi could feel that Zhou Sen was indeed a little hot, his lips and breath were a little hot, but he kissed so affectionately.

Perhaps it was because of this sense of contradiction that Zhou Sen's kiss moved Lu Xiangyi so much.

When she recovered, she hugged Zhou Sen's waist and responded to his kiss.

Fortunately, both of them remembered that this was the office, and quickly let go of each other, but they could almost draw silk out of each other's eyes.

Lu Xiangyi blinked, trying to divert his attention.

She touched Zhou Sen's forehead, "Do you really want to take you to see a doctor?"

"It's just a common cold." Zhou Sen handed the car keys to Lu Xiangyi, "You drive, we'll go home."

"You have to rest well tonight!" Lu Xiangyi said seriously, "I'll supervise you."

Zhou Sen raised his eyebrows, "Xiangyi, I don't mind having another wonderful night."

Lu Xiangyi glared at him, "No!"

Zhou Sen said meaningfully, "Miss has a temper! Who was holding me back last night, huh?"

Lu Xiangyi said in a low voice, "I thought you were all right..."

Zhou Sen took advantage of the situation and asked: "Speaking of which, last night, you really just thought I had something to hide from you?"

Lu Xiangyi said yes, and said quite seriously: "I found out on New Year's Day, and I've been waiting for you to confess to me, but you didn't mention a word."

Zhou Sen rubbed her head, "I didn't mean to hide it from you, wait until I find out, okay?"

Lu Xiangyi found that she couldn't be sure whether Zhou Sen believed her words or not.

She could only nod her head and leave the company with Zhou Sen. During the rush hour, they went against the traffic flow to the city center without any traffic jams.

Back home, Zhou Sen saw the bouquet of tulips being stuck up, turned his head to look at Lu Xiangyi, "Do you like it?"

What girl wouldn't love receiving a bouquet of flowers after a night like that?

Lu Xiangyi put his arms around Zhou Sen's neck, "I always like tulips!"

Zhou Sen raised his eyebrows, "From then on, as long as you behave as well as last night, I will buy you tulips."

This person is really annoying!

Lu Xiangyi felt that she couldn't be molested all the time, she had to learn to fight back!

So she smiled brightly and said, "Yes! I'm just afraid that someone will have a fever if they can't bear it!"

Zhou Sen narrowed his eyes, "I have a fever again today, could it be because you were too enthusiastic last night—passionate?"

That's okay too?

Lu Xiangyi was stunned, took a pillow angrily and laughed, and threw it at Zhou Sen forcefully, "Damn it!"

Zhou Sen caught the pillow, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Although he hated it, Lu Xiangyi was reluctant to let him cook, and said, "I'll order takeaway."

Zhou Sen said that it was handed over to her, and then went back to the room.

Lu Xiangyi ordered the takeaway, and went back to the room to see - Zhou Sen fell asleep lying on his side on the bed, not even covered by the quilt.

He probably just wanted to lie down, not sleep.

But he was too tired, or it was a side effect of antipyretics.

Lu Xiangyi covered him with a quilt, sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him, a soft satisfaction suddenly filled his heart.

She likes Zhou Sen very much.

Even if he looks sick, she likes it.

She lowered her head slightly, and kissed his lips that were redder than usual because of the fever, and it took a long time before she closed the door and went out.

Soon, twilight fell.

The room gradually darkened, and Zhou Sen gradually sank into a dream.

This time, it was not the five or six-year-old Lu Xiangyi who appeared in his dream, but a woman in her twenties.

Women look beautiful, with a sense of strength that is rare in ordinary women.

She smiled at him, reminding him of grandma.

In this world, only grandma would show him such a loving smile from an elder.

who is she? Why do you smile at him like this?

Intuition tells Zhou Sen that he has no blood relationship with this woman, but their bond is deeper than blood...

"Mu Mu..."

"Mumu, you've grown so tall all of a sudden..."

The woman touched his head with tears in her eyes.

He can almost be sure that she loves him.

Who is she?

Zhou Sen thought hard, as if he had fallen into an empty time and space, and he was the only one wandering around blankly.

He didn't know how long he had been wandering, but he remembered her name:

"Aunt Youning..."

Lu Xiangyi pushed open the door and heard Zhou Sen whispering in his dream.

She froze for a moment.

The door is soundproof, so she only really heard the word "Auntie".

As for the name in front of "Auntie", it's a bit like "Union"?

Aunt Youning?

How could Zhou Sen call Aunt Youning in his dream?

Maybe it was because of the similar pronunciation, or maybe she heard it wrong.

In short, it is impossible for Zhou Sen to know Aunt Youning!

It took Lu Xiangyi a while to regain his senses. He walked into the room and looked at Zhou Sen, only to find that he was frowning, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

As soon as she touched his neck, his clothes were already wet.

She went to the main guard and got a soft towel, and while wiping the sweat off Zhou Sen's body, she woke him up.

"Zhou Sen?"

"Mu Mu..."

"Zhou Sen, wake up."

Voices from the present and the past rang in Zhou Sen's ears alternately.

The voice from the past was pulling him, trying to drag him into a deeper dream, and he didn't know who that person was.

As for the current voice, he knew it was Lu Xiangyi, and she seemed a little worried about him.

If he ignored her again, the little girl would cry.

How could he make her cry?

Zhou Sen broke free from the dream and opened his eyes. In front of him was Lu Xiangyi's worried face - she was wiping his sweat with a towel.

He held her hand, sat up and asked, "what's the matter with this expression?"

"You sweat a lot." Lu Xiangyi looked at Zhou Sen, "You seem to be dreaming. When I came in, I heard you calling someone."

Zhou Sen vaguely remembered that he had a dream, in which he saw a woman.

But as soon as he opened his eyes, her face was blurred, and he couldn't remember her name, let alone who she was.

He took the towel and wiped his neck, "Who is my name?"

"Aunt Youning..."

Lu Xiangyi's tone was full of temptation, and he looked at Zhou Sen carefully.

There was only doubt on Zhou Sen's handsome face, "Who is Aunt Youning? Did you hear wrong?"

Lu Xiangyi breathed a sigh of relief, "I must have heard it wrong! I just said, how could you know Aunt Youning!"

Zhou Sen smiled, "Hearing your tone, do you know Aunt Youning?"

"Of course!" Lu Xiangyi blurted out, "Aunt Youning is Niannian's mother!"

Mousse's wife?

Perhaps, Xiangyi heard correctly, his name was "Aunt Youning".

His grandma has a deep relationship with Mu Sijue. In his dream, he called Mu Sijue's wife?

What is the relationship between him, the Mu family, and the Lu family...?

"Zhou Sen, why are you sweating again? I just wiped it off for you." Lu Xiangyi took the towel again and wiped Zhou Sen's forehead, "However, sweating after a fever usually means that the fever has subsided , you are ready!"

Only Zhou Sen knew that his sweat had nothing to do with the fever, it was pure cold sweat.

He lifted the quilt, "I'm going to take a shower."

"I'll go for hot takeaway." Lu Xiangyi warned, "Don't wash for too long, come out to eat quickly, and sleep after eating, your illness will be cured tomorrow."

Zhou Sen kissed her to reassure her and himself, "Okay."

He entered the bathroom, stared at himself in the mirror for a long time, then asked himself:

Zhou Sen, who are you?

With this doubt, Zhou Sen took a shower, and just started getting dressed, when Lu Xiangyi screamed outside:

"ah!"

Not to mention wondering who he was, Zhou Sen didn't even have time to put on his shirt, so he hurried out of the room.

When Lu Xiangyi was hot porridge, his fingers were burned when he lost his mind, and he held up a finger with a crying expression.

Zhou Sen checked her hand, "Fortunately, it's not serious, just rinse it with cold water first."

He was about to put Lu Xiangyi's hand under the faucet, but Lu Xiangyi suddenly broke away from him and hugged him again.

He circled the little girl for no reason, "What's the matter? Treat the wound on your hand first."

Lu Xiangyi didn't speak, but hugged Zhou Sen tightly and buried his face in his chest.

Zhou Sen said helplessly, "Xiangyi, I haven't put on my shirt yet."

Lu Xiangyi still didn't speak. The next moment, Zhou Sen felt his chest was wet with warm tears...