Sick

"Women are so troublesome!" Mu Xiao nodded in agreement. The lecturer had just arrived in class, so he lowered his head and continued to play with his phone.

He Miao's whole body was wet and sticky, and she could only hope that it would not rain again after school.

As the clock on the wall kept ticking, thunder suddenly rumbled outside, followed by heavy rain.

He Miao secretly sighed at her own bad luck. Her body was already cold, and when the wind blew in from the window, it was so cold that she shivered.

Fortunately, some of his classmates had closed the window in time. Otherwise, He Miao would have a high fever tonight if she kept being exposed to the cold wind.

The lecturer looked at the sky and gently closed the textbook. "Today's weather is not good, so the class will end here. Everyone, be careful on the way back. Students who don't have an umbrella can go to the security room on the first floor to borrow an umbrella, but remember to return it!"

The students almost shouted 'long live the teacher' as they rushed out of the classroom one after another. Some were in a hurry to go home after school, while others were in a hurry to grab an umbrella on the first floor.

He Miao was anxious. She was one of the unlucky ones who had not watched the weather forecast and had forgotten to bring an umbrella. However, her seat was at the back, so no matter how fast she was, all umbrellas would have been snatched away by the time she reached the first floor.

When it rains, it pours. Just as He Miao was at her wit's end, she received a call from the driver saying that he could not come to pick her up.

The driver's excuse was that the rain was too heavy today, and the car that was supposed to pick up He Wei had broken down on the road, so he had to use her car. He Miao had to find a way to go back on her own.

She sighed and hung up the phone. Now, she was not in a hurry to borrow an umbrella. She might as well sit here and wait for the rain to stop, then take a taxi home.

Mu Xiao wailed and urged the stubborn one who was still sitting in his original position, "Brother, don't we have an umbrella? You should move your legs and leave."

Jing Yan opened his eyes, took out the umbrella his butler had prepared for him from his bag, and then walked forward expressionlessly.

When he passed by He Miao's seat, he bumped into He Miao's arm that was stretched out of the table. The umbrella suddenly rolled a few times and fell under He Miao's table.

Mu Xiao was stunned as he looked at his soft and boneless wrist, which could not even hold the umbrella, and said in disbelief, "You're doing this on purpose..."

Before he could finish, Jing Yan interrupted him. "I'm sorry, I haven't fully recovered from my injuries."

He Miao looked at him, then bent down to pick up the umbrella on the ground. "Here you go."

Jing Yan frowned and looked at the dust on it in disgust. "It's dirty. You can have it."

After saying this, Jing Yan left the classroom without looking back. Mu Xiao, who was reeling from his series of actions, followed him out in a hurry. Then he asked, "You really don't like her?"

Jing Yan stopped in his tracks, his eyes as still as a pool of stagnant water. "I don't. You were the one who said to help her."

"I did say that, but... if you give her the umbrella, what about us?" Mu Xiao's face was sullen as he pointed at the storm outside. "We're going to be drenched, Brother Yan."

Jing Yan looked at him strangely. "You're a man. What's the big deal about a little rain?"

After saying that, he walked into the rain without hesitation. His driver was worried that the security guard at the school gate would not let him drive in. In the middle of arguing, he saw his young master walking over with steady steps in the rain.

At night, Jing Yan was mentally prepared. When he opened his eyes, he saw a sleeping face close to him, and his tongue was still on her face.

Jing Yan quickly retracted his tongue as if he had been scalded. He cursed this stupid dog in his heart for loving to lick people so much.

He jumped off the bed in a state of confusion and was about to lie back in his bed when he suddenly heard the girl on the bed groan very softly, and his body was immediately unable to move.

He turned around and jumped back onto the bed, looking at the girl's red cheeks strangely.

Thinking of the hot temperature on the tip of his tongue just now, he tentatively reached out his paw and placed it on the girl's forehead. Unfortunately, he could not feel her body temperature with his dog paw, so he had to put down his hand and his gaze fell on the medicine box under the table.

He endured the pain from the burn on his back and jumped out of bed again. Fortunately, the stupid dog's body was not big. He easily got into the gap under the table and pushed the medicine box out with great effort.

The box fell on the soft blanket on the ground with a clatter. Jing Yan rummaged through the box with his paws and finally found the thermometer.

He opened his mouth and gently bit on the thermometer's outer shell. Then, he jumped back onto the bed and stuffed the thermometer under he Miao's armpit.

His paws inevitably touched her soft, white chest. Jing Yan was so scared that he quickly retracted his paws, not knowing where to look.