After a while, the water boiled. The bunny took a tea cup from the cabinet, poured hot water, mixed it with some cold water, and carefully returned to Cheng Zhiyan's room.

Cheng Zhiyan was still asleep in bed. He always liked to lie down on the bed, but at the moment he was wrapped in a quilt and shrunk, and his eyebrows were squinted tightly, seeming to feel very cold.

The bunny put the tea cup in his hand on the bedside table next to him, then took off his shoes, carefully climbed into the bed, reached out and pushed the word of thrust, and yelled: "Brother Orange Juice, Brother Orange Juice ..."

Cheng Zhiyan in his sleep is dreaming walking in a barren dark ice night at this moment, probably because of fever, he feels very cold and cold on his body, even if he is wrapped in a quilt, he still feels very cold. The darkness was extending endlessly, with a big mouth open, trying to devour him.

In this half dream and half awake, he probably knew that he was dreaming, but he was unable to break free from the dream.

"Brother Orange Juice ... Brother Orange Juice ..."

There was a soft, adorable sound coming from the distant sky.

The thick darkness seemed to be ripped through a gap by this crisp voice. Cheng Zhiyan opened his eyes hard and finally saw a fuzzy figure dangle in front of his eyes.

"Brother, orange juice, are you awake !?" Xiaotu watched Cheng Zhiyan slowly open a pair of deep eyes, could not help but happily said to him.

She reached up and lifted Cheng Zhi's shoulders, pulled him up so hard that he sat half-back against the pillow on the bedside, and handed the glass on the bedside table to his mouth, and said softly, "Come, drink water."

Cheng Zhiyan just felt that his headache was about to crack, and his lips were about to catch fire. The little white and slender hand in front of him was holding a glass of clear water, as if someone walking in the desert finally saw an oasis.

He lowered his head, and Rabbit hurriedly tilted his hand holding the glass slightly.

The clear, warm water flowed down his lips to the tip of his tongue, and eventually flowed into his already dry throat.

Cheng Zhiyan took the cup in the rabbit's hand and drank about half a glass of water, which made him feel better.

The little rabbit saw that he had finished drinking, and quickly put the water cup back on the bedside table. Then he pulled up the quilt on him and wrapped him tightly.

Cheng Zhiyan looked at himself wrapped in a bunny into a bitch, and couldn't help but grinned, "Is this necessary? I'm almost wrapped into a bear by you."

The little rabbit didn't care about him. After wrapping him, he looked at his eyes seriously and said, "You must have lent me the clothes last night. You only wear short-sleeved bicycles. You got a cold when you got cold. Yes, and when you were just sleeping, you have been tightly wrapped in the quilt, it must be because of the cold! So you have to cover the quilt now, or the cold will worsen! "

Cheng Zhiyan looked at her with amusement, and for a long while, he spoke lowly, with a hint of husky in his voice: "Little housekeeper?"

"Ah?" Bunny froze, and then wrinkled his nose at him: "Anyway you have a cold now, you have to listen to me!"

"Um ..." Cheng Zhiyan didn't refute, and he smiled slightly at the corners of his lips. He did feel a little cold, but ... He looked at the rabbit in doubt and asked, "What time is it?"