Liu Yaowen: I'm really not good at coaxing / People are sweeter than milk tea (member)
Liu Yaowen: I'm really not good at coaxing
  • Ma Jiaqi walked out of the studio and saw Shen Zhilie standing there, so he paced over. The heating was on, and the room didn't feel very cold.
  • Shen Zhili handed the hot milk tea in his hand to Ma Jiaqi.
  • shenzhining
    shenzhining
    "Nuo, I bought it for you."
  • majiaqi
    majiaqi
    "When did you take care of me like this?"
  • shenzhining
    shenzhining
    "Life is dull. If you drink something sweet, it won't be dull."
  • Ma Jiaqi was so busy, so she definitely didn't have much personal time. For Shen Zhili, it must be very distressing, so she considered whether Ma Jiaqi would be the same, so she bought him a cup of plain milk tea with seven-cent sugar.
  • Too sweet to eat.
  • The milk tea was in the palm of the girl's hand, and there was still a little temperature left on it. Ma Jiaqi stuck the straw in, took a sip, and looked at the girl's delicate little face, the smile deepened at the end of his eyes.
  • majiaqi
    majiaqi
    "It's really sweet."
  • It's not milk tea, it's people.
  • Shen Zhili thought he was talking about milk tea, and agreed.
  • shenzhining
    shenzhining
    "It's good that you like it."
  • Since she wanted to be a qualified assistant, she had to think more thoughtfully about everything about Ma Jiaqi.
  • On the commercial car, Shen Zhili checked today's itinerary, and there was an advertising itinerary in the afternoon. Shen Zhili asked Ma Jiaqi if he wanted to rest for a while first. The man's breath was a little cloudy, and the whole person leaned on the sofa, one hand inadvertently Touched the girl's wrist, it was as cold as if it had been pricked by a needle.
  • shenzhining
    shenzhining
    "Ma Jiaqi, take a rest. I'll call you when I get home."
  • majiaqi
    majiaqi
    "Okay."
  • Maybe she was really tired, and after a while, there was an even sound of breathing. Shen Zhilie covered him with a blanket, and the temperature in the car was warm, allowing the man's hand to fall on her wrist.
  • Sure enough, Ma Jiaqi had a fever in the afternoon, and the thermometer showed 38 °. Fortunately, the fever was not very severe.
  • Shen Zhili called Yan Yang to inform him of the situation, and they would solve all of Ma Jiaqi's itineraries in the afternoon, and the task of taking care of Ma Jiaqi naturally fell on Shen Zhili.
  • Taking care of a patient is the hardest, but Ma Jiaqi's appearance is really distressing.
  • Shen Zhili found some antipyretics in the room, poured a cup of warm water for Ma Jiaqi to take, and went to the bathroom to get a basin of warm water to wipe Ma Jiaqi's body.
  • After this series of work, it was almost afternoon. Shen Zhili was afraid that Ma Jiaqi would be hungry when he woke up, so after tucking the quilt for him, he turned around and went downstairs to the kitchen.
  • This disease is afraid that it has accumulated for a long time, is too busy, reverses day and night, and the quality of sleep is not well guaranteed.
  • A little fever was light enough for Ma Jiaqi.
  • Shen Zhili had just learned to cook not long ago, and she was very unfamiliar. She could only use the instructions in a certain book to make a simple bowl of lean meat porridge.
  • When Ma Jiaqi woke up, it was already around four o'clock in the afternoon. He looked at the girl sitting on the sofa, the notebook was on his lap, his eyes were looking directly at the computer, and he was seriously immersed in his own world.
  • Out of the corner of the eye, she inadvertently glanced at the bed, and then her eyes fell on Ma Jiaqi. She removed the computer and got up to walk to Ma Jiaqi's side.
  • shenzhining
    shenzhining
    "How do you feel?"
  • Ma Jiaqi coughed a few times, his face a little pale.
  • majiaqi
    majiaqi
    "Hmm, okay."
  • shenzhining
    shenzhining
    "Eat when you wake up. I'll go downstairs to warm up the porridge."
  • After speaking, Shen Zhili went downstairs.
  • His head still hurts, Ma Jiaqi frowned, he felt a fire burning in his chest, and a fiery sense of depression ran over his heart.
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People are sweeter than milk tea (member)