"I want to go on like this!"

Han Fei fell asleep leaning on Wu Jinghao's back and muttered softly.

Wu Jinghao turned his head sideways and looked at her quiet sleeping face, slightly flushed face.

He reached out and touched her forehead, and a wave of heat came out.

This stupid girl really has a slight fever.

After running in the heavy rain for so long, with her body bones, fever is too normal.

Wu Jinghao and Han Fei returned to the hotel.

He slowly put Han Fei down and asked her to lie as flat as possible.

After covering her with the quilt, she was about to get a towel to help her warm it up, when a hand grabbed him.

A confused and delicate voice came from behind him: "Don't go!"

"I'm not leaving, I'm with you!"

Wu Jinghao turned around and held her hand with his backhand.

He looked at Han Fei, who was slightly feverish and had a weak face, shook his head helplessly, and said softly: "Don't let you run around, you don't listen." "

He used one hand to stroke the few strands of hair that had fallen from Han Fei.

The other hand held her hand tightly and did not let go, and Han Fei's even breathing sounded.

She had a sweet smile on her face, as if she had gained the greatest sense of security in the world.

"Two goods, two goods!"

After more than an hour, Han Fei finally woke up from his stupor.

When she woke up, she found that she was actually staying in the hotel, her head was dizzy, and she whispered and wondered, "How did I get back?"

She only remembered that when she left at the end, it seemed to be on Wu Jinghao's back.

After that she fell asleep, and she couldn't remember the rest of the story.

She was about to come down to take a look at the situation when she smelled a fresh scent from the kitchen.

Wu Jinghao walked out of the kitchen with a bowl of porridge, he saw Han Fei wake up, and said in a deep voice: "You still have a fever, don't come down!"

"I, I thought ......"

When Han Fei saw Wu Jinghao, he breathed a sigh of relief and was about to explain.

As a result, Wu Jinghao had already walked to her side, and she was attracted by the porridge in front of her.

This bowl of porridge was just right, and there seemed to be a faint medicinal fragrance in the aroma, Han Fei said with a look of surprise: "It's so fragrant!"

"Good, drink it while it's hot, be careful of the heat!"

Wu Jinghao sat on the chair, scooped it with a spoon, put it to his mouth and blew it, and fed it to Han Fei.

Han Fei looked at him, smiled sweetly, and opened his mouth.

He fed her one bite at a time, worried that she would get hot, so he tried the temperature a little.

Moreover, the porridge was made by Wu Jinghao while Han Fei was sleeping, and some medicinal materials were put in it.

Han Fei only had a slight fever, and in terms of dietary therapy, he was able to recover quickly.

After watching her finish drinking this bowl of porridge, he scolded with a smile: "Do you dare to do it next?"

Han Fei looked at Wu Jinghao, smiled, and shook his head.

She had already added a lot to him, and now she had to take care of her because she was not feeling well.

Although Han Fei's heart is warm, she is also a little unhappy.

After Wu Jinghao washed the dishes and chopsticks, he asked Han Fei to lie down as much as possible to help recover.

After he helped Han Fei cover the quilt, he said softly: "Rest for a while, Director Chen will take us to camp tomorrow, but we must take good care of our bodies." "

"Second goods, I'm causing you trouble again!"

Han Fei looked at Wu Jinghao and muttered softly, Wu Jinghao scraped her Qiong's nose with his fingers.

He sat down in a chair, took her hand, and whispered, "As long as you're okay, then it's not troublesome!"

After Han Fei said "um", he fell asleep deeply, and his hand still held Wu Jinghao's hand tightly.

After half an hour, Wu Jinghao touched Han Fei's forehead, and the fever seemed to be a little bit of a sign of retreating.

He gently stroked Han Fei's delicate face with his hand, and finally bent down and kissed her on the forehead.

He put her hand back under the quilt, looked at her and muttered, "You have to get better quickly, otherwise how can you accompany me?"

After accompanying her for a while, Wu Jinghao left Han Fei's room.

And Han Fei had a quiet smile on his face after Wu Jinghao left.

In the early morning of the next day, Director Chen and Mr. Yao woke up their classmates who were asleep.

"Today, we are going to Jiangcheng Mountain to hold a group event to celebrate our victory. "

Director Chen looked at the thirteen people gathered and shouted loudly.

The students cheered loudly, and the medicine teacher looked at the students, feeling a few years younger.

More than a dozen people got on the race bus, and the race bus was transformed into a tourist delivery.

The bus departs towards Jiangcheng Mountain, and you can also see the beautiful scenery of Jianghai City along the way.

I have to say that Jianghai City is really a city with beautiful mountains and rivers, a city that lives in a fairyland.

Han Fei and Wu Jinghao sat together, thanks to Wu Jinghao's care, Han Fei's fever was completely cured.

Now she is alive again, and her time on the bus is a bit boring.

Teacher Yao took out a guitar from the storage shelf of the bus.

"Teacher, do you still play the guitar?"

Qiao Yingzi looked at Teacher Yao and said with a smile.

Other students who were attracted by the scenery in the distance also coaxed when they heard this sentence.

"Let's do it!"

"Let's do it!"

The medicine teacher nodded and began to play and sing.

Melodious music rang out, and everyone was immersed in the music.

Wu Jinghao looked out the window, while Han Fei silently rested his head on his shoulder.

The two snuggled up to each other, as if they were integrated into this beautiful city.

"Jing Hao, it's okay for you to sing, why don't you give a song to your classmates?"

Teacher Yao knew that Wu Jinghao could be called a decathlon, so he walked in front of him with a guitar.

Han Fei immediately sat up straight and looked at Wu Jinghao expectantly, she also wanted to listen to Wu Jinghao sing.

He took the guitar from Teacher Yao and looked at Yiren beside him, with deep affection in his eyes: "I want Han Fei to sing a song with me!"

"Together!"

"Together!"

The classmates whistled and continued to heckle.

Han Fei looked at Wu Jinghao, feeling the hope reflected in his eyes, and she blushed and nodded.

Wu Jinghao picked up the guitar and began to play and sing.

"Look for the sun where there's no wind. "

"Be warm in your cold place. "

"There are many personnel, you are always too naïve......"

The melodious melody is accompanied by the singing of Wu Jinghao and Han Fei.

The two looked at each other very well, with feelings for each other in their eyes.

This song seems to be tailor-made for the two of them.

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