I Become A Burdensome Child After Transmigrating

Then, she slammed open the door and plunged into the arms of the visitor.

The visitor hugged her tightly with a smile, lowered his head and kissed her hair lightly, and a pleasant voice sounded from above her head, "Sorry for coming so late."

Su Jiu couldn't believe that the person in front of him was actually Rong Si.

She rubbed against his arms vigorously, feeling the familiar breath on his body, and only then did she believe that he was really here.

For her, this was really the biggest surprise these days, as if all the hard work of filming and the discomfort of being sick disappeared at this moment.

Needless to say, Rong Si must have rushed back by plane to see her immediately after hanging up the phone.

With a sore nose, Su Jiu raised his head to look at him, "How did you come here? It's so far away, you came just as you said?"

Coming back from him, it would take ten hours at the fastest by plane. It's so late now, I don't know if he has eaten yet?

Rong Si looked at her deeply, "Because I'm worried about you, I don't feel relieved if I don't come to see you in person."

"But...you didn't call me first, you just came here so suddenly!" Su Jiu still felt like he was dreaming, but if it was a dream, then let this dream last longer.

Rong Si patted her head, "I don't want to disturb your rest."

Su Jiu, "..."

Ah, the villain's mind is too delicate, right?

She was really moved. Su Jiu felt the chill in the overcoat he was wearing, so he knew that he was coming in the cold wind, so he quickly pulled him in. When holding his hand, she felt his fingers were cold, and she felt even more distressed, "Your hand is so cold." Κánδんu5.ζá

Rong Si held her hand instead, and then frowned, "Why are your hands so hot?"

As he said that, he first rubbed his hands to warm them, and then put them on her forehead, "Do you have a fever?" His expression became serious, "Didn't you say it was just a cold, why did you have a fever?"

Su Jiu didn't take it seriously and said, "It's okay, it's just a low fever, it doesn't matter."

Rong Si stared at her closely, "It doesn't matter? I told you to pay attention to your health, why didn't you listen? It doesn't matter if you have a high fever of 40 degrees?"

Su Jiu felt a little guilty, and said in a low voice, "It's really okay, don't worry too much. But you, have you eaten yet? Do you want me to ask the hotel to deliver some food?"

"..." Rong Si frowned, with a look of resentment, "You should take care of yourself first. Have you taken your medicine?"

"Eat." Su Jiu stuck out his tongue and took his arm, "The fever will go away after a night's sleep, so don't worry too much. Besides, seeing you, I'll be cured of any illness! Look at me now Does the spirit look like a seriously ill person?"

"Don't take this as an example, you must pay attention to it in the future."

"I see, I see, why are you more verbose than my parents?"

"Huh?" Rong Si squinted at her, his eyes were a little dark, "Then I don't care about you."

"Don't, don't, I'm joking, I know you care about me." Su Jiu hugged his arm tightly and smiled flatteringly at him.

Rong Si's expression didn't ease, and after a soft snort, he suddenly picked her up and walked towards the big bed. Then, he put her on top and covered her tightly with the quilt, "Since you have taken the medicine, you should have a good rest."

"What about you? Are you leaving?" Su Jiu knew that he was busy, but he didn't want to leave again in such a hurry.

Rong Si sat down by the bed, stared down at her, "You want me to stay?"