Master Loves His Little Beautiful Wife

The young man smiled at her with his five-colored hair, his eyes shining with a bright light, and his cheeks were unusually red.    

    

His spirit, spirit, and spirit were not as vigorous as they were in the past.    

    

Su Ningning's fair hand subconsciously touched his forehead.    

    

"You have a fever." She frowned.    

    

"Really?" Chen Zhou slowly put his hand on his forehead and smiled. "It seems to be a little hot."    

    

He did not mind and pushed Su Ningning to the seat, "Miss Ning, are you alright?" He was worried for the whole night.    

    

The surrounding people were petrified and no one dared to speak loudly. Their eyeballs almost popped out as they looked at the two people in the classroom who were especially conspicuous.    

    

Su Ningning's footsteps were very slow and her deep eyes were restrained. She did not answer his question and did not pay attention to the gazes of the people around her.    

    

It was raining heavily last night. Did he get rained?    

    

When they arrived at their seats, Su Ningning looked at Chen Zhou with a slightly worried look. "Tell me, where did you go last night?"    

    

Chen Zhou's face was slightly hot, and his eyes sparkled.    

    

What should he say?    

    

Could it be that he was very worried when he saw her being taken away yesterday, so he waited for her at the entrance of the Su family all night?    

    

It rained in the middle of the night. He had no place to hide from the rain.    

    

Fever and cold were caused by this?    

    

F * ck, he didn't want it. How pretentious.    

    

"No, it's nothing. Maybe... the air conditioner blew too much."    

    

His eyes deliberately avoided Su Ningning. His guilt-stricken hands kept grabbing the seven-colored hair.    

    

Su Ningning saw it all in her eyes. Thinking of his reaction just now, it seemed that some things were easily linked up.    

    

"Chen Zhou, did you not come home last night?" Su Ningning was just guessing. Her words were obscure.    

    

Her pitch-black eyes seriously looked at the expression on the young man's face in front of her.    

    

Chen Zhou's body clearly paused for a moment. He did not think that Su Ningning would be able to guess all of this. She was indeed worthy of being called Miss Ning.    

    

"En."    

    

Chen Zhou nodded his head and lowered his gaze. He did not dare to look at Su Ningning even more.    

    

He was afraid that his little thoughts would be seen through.    

    

In an instant, Su Ningning's heart warmed up a lot.    

    

She slapped Chen Zhou's head with little force, "Don't do this kind of stupid thing in the future. I'm fine."    

    

Chen Zhou clamored and hurriedly covered his head, "Miss Ning, don't touch my head."    

    

That impatient and helpless look made people feel happy just by looking at it.    

    

Su Ningning grabbed his arm and got up, "Let's go to the school infirmary."    

    

Chen Zhou quickly laid on the table and tightly hugged the table.    

    

He would not go even if he was beaten to death. He was not afraid of injections, but he was afraid of taking medicine.    

    

The medicine was bitter and difficult to swallow. He refused.    

    

"I'm not going, I'm fine." The joints on the table turned white, but he did not let go.    

    

Su Ningning frowned and looked at him. Her tone was worried, "You have to go. You are sick."    

    

A warm feeling spread out from Chen Zhou's heart. He turned his face and looked at Su Ningning with a smile.    

    

"Miss Ning, Master Ning, can you wait for me to recover? You can..." His face had an unusual blush and he looked excited. However, his voice had yet to fade.    

    

Clang! A loud sound broke the silence in the classroom.    

    

Mr. Zhou said, "Miss Ning is still my Miss Ning." Miss Ning was the first, and no one could replace her.    

    

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