Meng Yiran noticed the smile on Xiao Fuchen's face, so she whispered, "Ah... Uncle's... That one... Isn't my room much like a child's room?"

"I don't think so, after all, this is your own room, how to decorate it is determined by your personal preferences, I don't want to evaluate it as an outsider..."Xiao Fuchen shook his head and said his thoughts.

Meng Yiran didn't know if it was because of fever or shyness, her face turned even redder, she forcibly raised her head to look at Xiao Fuchen, and said with bad intentions: "I don't think you think so, uncle, you just think my room is like a child's room..."

"Just a little bit...," Xiao Fuchen sneered.

"You still say!" Meng Yiran said angrily.

"Ahem... Ahem..."After speaking, Meng Yiran coughed violently again, and her expression looked very uncomfortable.

"Hey, hey, hey, I said that since you're sick, lie down well, don't talk..."Seeing this, Xiao Fuchen hurriedly walked to Meng Yiran's bedside and motioned for the woman to lie down quickly.

Meng Yiran regained her previous sick appearance, and she said weakly: "Uncle, I'm sorry for causing you trouble..."

Xiao Fuchen glanced at Meng Yiran, who was very uncomfortable, sighed, and said helplessly: "The real trouble is still to come..."

"By the way, you should have been to the hospital, right?Did you take the medicine that the doctor prescribed you?" Xiao Fuchen looked down at Meng Yiran who was lying on the bed and asked.

Meng Yiran nodded slightly and replied, "Eat..."

"Then are you feeling better now?" Xiao Fuchen asked again.

"I... I'm fine, just get some sleep..."In fact, Meng Yiran's condition was not any better at all, this was just what she said on purpose in order not to cause trouble to Xiao Fuchen.

Xiao Fuchen carefully observed Meng Yiran, this little girl didn't look like she was fine, and then he gently took off the towel she put on her forehead, put his palm on Meng Yiran's forehead, and felt the temperature on her forehead.

"......" Meng Yiran closed her eyes nervously, she felt the warmth coming from her forehead, and she was a little shy.

"I said you're okay like this, your forehead is obviously still so hot, I said that you are like this, and there is no need to be reckless, right?" Xiao Fuchen withdrew his hand, he was very helpless about this little girl, she was already like this, and she was still doing it here.

"Ahem... I... I'm really fine... Uncle... You... You can rest assured..."Meng Yiran explained to Xiao Fuchen while coughing.

But she made Xiao Fuchen feel that she was just holding on.

"Okay, I see, did you eat breakfast?" In order to take into account the little girl's self-esteem, Xiao Fuchen had to change the topic and ask her if she had eaten food.

Meng Yiran shook his head and said weakly: "No..."

"Then do you have anything you want to eat?" I'll make it for you..."Xiao Fuchen shook his head and asked softly.

"I... I want to drink porridge..."Meng Yiran slowly spit out these words from his mouth.

Xiao Fuchen nodded and said, "Okay, then you have a good rest first, and I'll buy it for you now..."

Xiao Fuchen originally wanted to cook porridge for Meng Yiran himself, but considering the time and energy required, Xiao Fuchen still decided to go to any breakfast restaurant to serve some porridge for Meng Yiran.

After speaking, Xiao Fuchen took the towel that he had taken off Meng Yiran's forehead before into the bathroom of the room, wet it for a while, and then put it on her forehead.

Then Xiao Fuchen and Meng Yiran said goodbye and left.

After Xiao Fuchen left, Meng Yiran was the only one left in the room, she was lying on the bed with a crimson face, opened her heavy eyelids and looked at the ceiling, and said to herself ashamedly: "I didn't want to trouble my uncle, I blame me, I blame myself for not paying attention to become like this..."

On the other side, Xiao Fuchen had already come to the downstairs of the place where Meng Yiran lived, he slowly walked out of the community and came to the street, he looked around for a breakfast shop.

Now there are breakfast shops everywhere on the street, so Xiao Fuchen quickly found a steamed bun shop, he asked the owner of the steamed bun shop for a few steamed buns and two bowls of porridge before paying and leaving.

"Alas, I didn't want to be so troublesome, but now I have to take care of it... It's really..."Xiao Fuchen looked at the buns and white porridge he was carrying in his hand, sighed, and felt an unspeakable hidden in his heart.

After coming to the door of Meng Yiran's house, Xiao Fuchen entered the code of the electronic lock and directly opened the door and walked in.

He went into the kitchen and took a large bowl and poured into the two bowls of porridge that had been used before, and then took a porcelain spoon and went into the woman's room.

Looking at Meng Yiran, who was lying on the bed resting with his eyes closed, Xiao Fuchen called softly: "I bought something, get up and eat..."

"Uncle... I... Ahem..."Meng Yiran heard Xiao Fuchen's voice, so she opened her eyes and looked at Xiao Fuchen who was holding the bowl, wanting to say something but was interrupted by her own cough.

"Do you need me to feed you?" Xiao Fuchen gently walked to the side of the bed with the bowl and asked.

Meng Yiran's originally red face turned a little red after hearing this, she shook her head and said, "No... No... I can do it myself..."

She then tried to sit up from the bed to prove herself, but she quickly collapsed again due to weakness in her limbs.

Xiao Fuchen couldn't cry or laugh when he saw this, he put the porcelain bowl with white porridge on the bedside table next to him, and helped the woman to let her lean against the head of the bed.

"Come, open your mouth..."Then Xiao Fuchen picked up the porcelain bowl again, he scooped a spoonful of steaming white porridge, put it to his mouth and blew it, and then stretched the spoon to Meng Yiran's mouth as he spoke.

Meng Yiran looked at Xiao Fuchen and then at the spoon with white porridge on her lips, although she was a little reluctant, although she was a little shy, she still held back the shyness in her heart and opened her mouth.

Seeing this, Xiao Fuchen put the spoon into her mouth, then scooped a second spoonful, blew gently, and waited for the woman to swallow the white porridge in her mouth.

Meng Yiran tasted the white porridge in her mouth, and when the white porridge went down, her stomach instantly became warm, this feeling was amazing, and her originally cold body instantly became slightly warmer.

"Okay, the second spoonful, open your mouth, your illness will be cured after eating, ah..." After Xiao Fuchen saw Meng Yiran swallowing the white porridge, he immediately stretched out the spoon containing the white porridge that had been prepared in front of her, coaxing Meng Yiran like a child to eat.

Meng Yiran couldn't help but protest, she protested in a low voice: "Uncle, I'm not a little girl anymore, you... Can you please stop coaxing me with the tone of coaxing a child to eat. ”

"Aren't you a little girl? Obviously you are still a little girl with an immature heart, but you have to pretend to be an adult... Hurry up and open your mouth..."Xiao Fuchen smiled and counted Meng Yiran.

"Hmph, uncle, you're so bad..."Meng Yiran was very angry at what Xiao Fuchen said, and then she glared at Xiao Fuchen and then took the spoon in front of her in one gulp, swallowing the white porridge in her stomach before relenting.

In this way, Xiao Fuchen fed Meng Yiran very patiently spoonful by spoonful, and Meng Yiran was also like a machine, as long as Xiao Fuchen put the spoon to his mouth, he immediately opened his mouth.

Finally, all the white porridge in the bowl was eaten by Meng Yiran, Xiao Fuchen said with relief: "Okay, it's finally finished, by the way, I also bought buns, do you want to eat them?"

"No... I just want to rest now, and the moment I finished eating just now, the tiredness came up..."Meng Yiran just wants to sleep now, maybe because he didn't sleep much all night, maybe because he finished eating just now, Meng Yiran is very tired at this time, as long as he closes his eyes, he can fall asleep immediately.

Xiao Fuchen nodded and said, "Okay, I'll be with you before you wake up..."

"That's... That uncle..."Meng Yiran blushed and was a little embarrassed.

"What's wrong?do you have anything to say?" Xiao Fuchen looked at Meng Yiran, who seemed to have something to say to himself, but didn't dare to say it because he was shy.

"I... I want to sleep holding your hand... That... Don't get me wrong about that uncle, it's just that I... When I was sick before, my mother would always hold my hand, which made me feel very relieved, so..."Meng Yiran explained to Xiao Fuchen in a panic, she was afraid that Xiao Fuchen would misunderstand what strange thoughts she had.

"That's right, that's okay..."Xiao Fuchen didn't know why, so he stretched out his hand.

And Meng Yiran saw that Xiao Fuchen really stretched out his hand, so his face turned slightly red, and he gently held Xiao Fuchen's warm big hand.

She closed her eyes with peace of mind and quickly fell asleep.

"This girl is really..."Xiao Fuchen listened to Meng Yiran's faint snort and smiled, and then he looked down at the white and tender little hand holding his right hand, and gently pulled out his hand.

Holding a porcelain bowl and preparing to walk out of Meng Yiran's room, but just a few steps away, a ringtone came from the side of the bed, as if Meng Yiran's mobile phone was ringing.

Xiao Fuchen was afraid that the ringtone of her mobile phone would wake Meng Yiran, so she hurriedly walked over and bent down to pick up her mobile phone, and hung up the phone directly without looking at who it was.

But then the phone rang again, Xiao Fuchen looked at Meng Yiran's mobile phone in his hand, looked at the caller ID on it, and found that it said Sister Xuanyi, this should be this girl's sister, I feel that I still have to answer the phone, what if someone has something important?

Then Xiao Fuchen glanced at Meng Yiran, who was sleeping, pressed the answer button, walked out of the room, and gently closed the door.

"Yiran, are you okay? I'm really sorry, I didn't see the message you gave me until now, how are you now? Are you feeling better?" A very beautiful voice came from the other side of the phone, like the voice of a lark, and the woman on the other side of the phone seemed to be a little anxious.

"Hey, how are you?" asked Xiao Fuchen politely.

"Hmmm, are you?" the woman on the other end of the line was obviously startled by the sudden male voice, but she asked politely.