PFC Chapter 478: Off Track
Chapter 478: Off Track
In the room of the small villa, Han Yangxu felt uncomfortable, looking at Chen Yaxin on his body in a half-asleep state.
He thought it was a dream, and in reality Chen Yaxin was not his fan girl, and she didn't seem to be interested in his body.
His tone was a little sad and weak as he whispered to Chen Yaxin.
Chen Yaxin, who had remained motionless, saw Han Yangxu raise his head slightly out of the corner of her eye.
She heard Han Yangxu talking, but she couldn't hear clearly what Han Yangxu was saying.
She was somewhat curious about what Han Yangxu had said to her, but she was afraid that if she asked, it might make Han Yangxu more awake.
So, Chen Yaxin was like a wooden man, neither looking nor asking.
However, Chen Yaxin didn't know Han Yangxu's desire for her. Han Yangxu saw Chen Yaxin lying motionless in the "dream" and pursed his lips in grievance.
He wanted to pull Chen Yaxin into his arms, but he was sick and had no strength.
So, the movement of pulling Chen Yaxin's hand became very light and slow. He was unable to pull Chen Yaxin at all, and it felt like he was just acting coquettishly.
In particular, he frowned and pouted uncomfortably, complaining in a very aggrieved tone:
"Why is Yaxin in my dream suddenly so cold to me?
Don't you like me anymore? Are you not my fangirl anymore? Please stop ignoring me and avoiding me, okay?
Come here and hug me~"
This time, Han Yangxu spoke more clearly, and his words, which sounded like a coquettish tone, also reached Chen Yaxin's ears.
Chen Yaxin didn't expect that Han Yangxu still misunderstood her, misunderstood that she didn't like Han Yangxu as a friend.
Even when Han Yangxu was sick and not very conscious, he was still worried about her avoiding him.
She listened to Han Yangxu's aggrieved words and felt that Han Yangxu was even more pitiful.
Chen Yaxin really wanted to hug Han Yangxu, who was feeling aggrieved and sad on the bed, but she knew that the current situation was not appropriate.
So, she thought that since Han Yangxu felt that this was all a dream, she should just stay still and wait until the timer rang.
Then, Chen Yaxin thought that she could quickly pull out the thermometer from Han Yangxu's armpit while Han Yangxu didn't react.
She then covered Han Yangxu's head with the quilt. When Han Yangxu couldn't see her, she immediately turned around, turned off the lights and left the room, letting Han Yangxu continue to mistakenly believe that this was a dream.
At this time, Chen Yaxin had a good plan in her mind. She tried hard to ignore Han Yangxu who was acting coquettishly and asking for a hug, and just waited for the timer on her cell phone to ring.
The five minutes needed to take the temperature passed by little by little, but Chen Yaxin, who was kneeling on the bed with the quilt held in the air, felt that every minute was like a year.
Her nervous heartbeat gradually quickened and grew louder, until it became so loud that she began to wonder if it was the sound of the timer going off.
"Buzz buzz, buzz buzz."
Suddenly, the timer on Chen Yaxin's cell phone, which was placed on the bed, vibrated.
Han Yangxu, who was lying on the bed, heard it. He laid his head on the pillow, turned his head slightly with curiosity, and looked sideways with squinting eyes.
After hearing this, Chen Yaxin did not move, she bent over with her back hunched, as if she was at the starting line of a 100-meter race.
The ringing of the timer is like the deafening gunshot before the race starts, making people excited and thrilled.
She had been motionless and concentrating, but when she heard the gunshot, she immediately moved.
Chen Yaxin turned her head and saw the thermometer standing upright under Han Yangxu's armpit.
She pressed down Han Yangxu's hand on the arm that was taking his temperature, and quickly lifted it up, ready to pull out the thermometer.
She just had to take out the thermometer, grab the quilt that had been prepared long ago, and cover Han Yangxu directly with it.
But just as Chen Yaxin raised her hand to take out the thermometer, Han Yangxu's hand, which she had forgotten about on her wrist, suddenly exerted force.
Then, Chen Yaxin's hand, which was supposed to take the thermometer, was pulled off the "track" by Han Yangxu.
Finally, Chen Yaxin placed her hand on Han Yangxu’s hot face.
Han Yangxu, who was feeling uncomfortable from the heat, felt the slightly cold hand on his face and sighed:
"Ha... so cool and comfortable..."
Chen Yaxin opened her big round eyes wide and watched Han Yangxu close his eyes comfortably.
She didn't expect that her plan would go wrong right at the beginning. She had just started running when her foot slipped and she fell headfirst.
At this moment, Chen Yaxin was forced to touch Han Yangxu's face, and she felt it was hot, both physically and psychologically.
She thought that she had no choice but to forcefully pull her hand out of Han Yangxu's hand, take out the thermometer quickly and leave.
So she exerted a little force, quickly pulled her hand out, and aimed at the thermometer again.
Just when she successfully pulled out the thermometer and was about to pick up her cell phone and cover Han Yangxu with a blanket, her hand holding the thermometer was suddenly grabbed.
Chen Yaxin was stunned. She looked up at Han Yangxu who grabbed her hand again.
As a result, she saw Han Yangxu looking a little angry, staring at her without blinking.
Seeing this, Chen Yaxin thought that Han Yangxu had woken up and was angry that she had entered his room without permission and "peeked" at his body.
But Han Yangxu's next words quickly let Chen Yaxin know why Han Yangxu was angry.
Han Yangxu stared at Chen Yaxin, his voice hoarse with illness, and said:
"Ya Xin, are you hiding from me again?
You said you wouldn't hide from me anymore! Why are you leaving me now? "
Hearing this, Chen Yaxin didn't expect that her tough attitude just now would make Han Yangxu, who was already very sad, angry.
At this moment, Chen Yaxin was not sure whether Han Yangxu still felt that she was dreaming, but it was enough as long as Han Yangxu was not angry or misunderstood what she was doing.
Therefore, she did not intend to explain and wanted to proceed with the subsequent plan.
So, she had already got the thermometer and was ready to pull her hand out of Han Yangxu again.
In the end, she couldn't get her hands free no matter what she did, and her actions made Han Yangxu even more unhappy.
In an instant, Chen Yaxin felt a strong pulling force, forcing her to fly towards Han Yangxu.
In an instant, she crashed heavily into Han Yangxu's arms and fell directly on Han Yangxu.
When she reacted, she hugged Han Yangxu.
Chen Yaxin widened her eyes in surprise. She didn't expect that the sick Han Yangxu would suddenly have so much strength.
Her next reaction was to turn her head to look at the thermometer in her hand. She saw that the thermometer was intact and she was instantly relieved.
In particular, she felt even more relieved when she noticed that she had inadvertently covered Han Yangxu with a quilt during this period.
However, seeing the posture of Chen Yaxin and Han Yangxu now, she could no longer breathe a sigh of relief.