After taking antipyretics, Lu Yan was already a little drowsy and wanted to sleep. As soon as he was about to fall asleep, he found that the person in his arms twisted. Seeing that he didn't respond, she took the courage to move again, which was bigger than the movements, and struggled to come out of the quilt.

Lu Yan: "..."

When she finally peeled herself out of the quilt, she noticed that her hand was slinging her waist loosened. Then her captain rushed to the bathroom at a sprint of 800 meters, slamming the door, and the sound of water soon came from inside.

Bu Yao: "..." I can't die if I take a cold shower while I'm having a fever, right?

After He Xiaopang rolled and crawled away, he excitedly pulled the vegetables and explosives that had left the group back to the group chat of "Are you married today?", and a new round of poisoning began.

[Nicolas Blast: I asked you to ask them to roll down for training, why did you roll down by yourself?]

[I'm not fat, I'm inflated: they can't come anymore.]

【Nicholas Blast:???】

[I am not fat, I am swelling: Ahhhh, guess what I just saw! Cabbage not only did not dislike the pigs we raised, but was also very happy! Why do I feel so relieved! Should we buy firecrackers to celebrate?]

[Su Qianjiang, the singer of the Spirit Tomb: Are you sure that it was not the pig who started first?]

【It's Life, not Laifu: It's definitely.】

[I am not fat, I am exaggerated: What's even more terrible is that some people are suffering on the surface, but they are actually suffering behind their backs!]

【It's Life, not Lai Fu: Well, like Su Qianjiang.】

[Su Qianjiang, the singer of the Spirit Tomb: Get out! Do you want to be beaten again? Labor and capital must be attacked!]

[Nicholas Blast: So, can they still train today?]

[I'm not fat, I'm swelling: I probably can't, I think he's paralyzed.]

[Su Qianjiang, the singer of the Spirit Tomb: Bu Ge Niu Pi!]

【It's Life, not Laifu: I can do it too.】

[Nicholas Blast Exits the Group Chat.]

[Caicai is not at all and exits the group chat.]

【I am not fat, I am expansive:…】

[I'm not fat, I'm expansive: So do you want to buy firecrackers?]

[Su Qianjiang, the singer of the Spirit Tomb: Let's calm down for a while, Fatty brother will be fined if he sets off fireworks and firecrackers randomly.]

After taking another cold shower, Lu Yan was really paralyzed.

He lay straight on the bed like a dead person, his face full of dying love. The antipyretic medicine he had just taken was not only useless, but also became even more severe.

I saw Bu Yao wanted to call him 120.

She sat far away on the edge of the bed and poked his arm with a finger, "I'll take you to the hospital?"

Lu Yan reached out and grabbed her finger, and said with a look of disgust: "Don't go."

He is most afraid of taking injections and taking medicine.

"Then I'll make you some ginger soup to get rid of the cold?"

He 'um' and grabbed her finger and shook it, "Go and go back."

Bu Yao was finally able to go downstairs. As soon as she reached the stairs, she saw Jiang Jiang leaning over and holding there. When she saw her, she shouted again, ‘Action!’

As soon as she felt that this scene seemed familiar, history happened to be surprisingly repeated.

The speaker that used to play "The Great Compassion Mantra" and "Wedding March" was moved out again. With Jiang Jiang's command, the sound of rapid and cheerful firecrackers sounded from the sound.

This is not the end. In Bu Yao's stunned, he burst out another suona from behind and started playing "Hundred Birds Paying to the Phoenix".
Chapter completed!