"I'm sorry. Carambola Xi felt some wetness in her neck, her heart trembled again, and she blurted out apologetic words.

It was the first time she had said she was sorry.

"Didn't you say that people who say sorry generally have the idea of continuing to be sorry?" Xia Zecheng's face was still buried in the neck of Carambola Creek, and his voice was low, a little dumb, and a little stuffy, "You still want to scare me in the future?"

"I take it back. Carambola Creek was dumbfounded and said obediently.

"Good. Xia Zecheng rubbed on Carambola's shoulder and let go of her, "Are you uncomfortable?"

"Thirsty. Carambola Creek stared at Xia Zecheng's slightly moist eyes, and inexplicably felt that her heart suddenly opened up.

Perhaps, this is the real feeling from the heart, right?

"You wait for me, come. Xia Zecheng gently pulled down the hand that was still hooking his neck, checked the hanging needle on her hand, and it was indeed not broken, so he helped her fold the quilt and hurriedly went out.

Only then did Carambola Creek look into the room.

Although there is also a shelf next to the bed, and she is also hanging a drip, this is not a hospital room.

The wooden room, carved doors and windows and Bogu shelves faintly reveal the simplicity and refinement.

The combination cabinet in primary colors, the plain but dark cotton veil curtain, and the white jade porcelain on the bedside table...... Everything is very simple, but there is a low-key luxury everywhere.

What is this place?

Carambola Xi blinked suspiciously, and then looked at the quilt on her body.

The quilt is very fine and soft, the quilt is soft and warm, with a very light fragrance, which is the smell of Xia Zecheng.

This smell can only be smelled when he is very close to him.

"Grandpa, hurry up. At this time, Xia Xuecheng went and returned.

Grandfather?

Carambola Creek was even more surprised.

"You go yours. "It's the old voice I've heard in my dream.

Just thinking about it, Xia Zecheng had already come in, still holding a cup of things in his hand, he sat on the edge of the bed, and said softly: "Grandpa asked the kitchen to stew the nourishing soup, it is just warm, you take two sips first." ”

"Where is this?" Carambola Creek guessed a possibility, but couldn't believe it.

"My house, my room. Xia Xuecheng lifted the lid of the cup, took the small teacup on the bedside table, scooped out some soup, and then carefully helped up the star fruit stream, let her lean on his arms, and then took the spoon and clumsily fed her the soup.

"Huh?" star fruit brook was stunned.

It's really his home!

The first time she entered his house, she was actually like this, this, this......

"You were injured by the internal force, the hospital failed to find out the problem, I thought, you are practicing our family's mental method, my family's mental method is the best, that is, grandpa, I brought you overnight, fortunately, I came in time. ”

Xia Zecheng patiently explained, thinking of the thrill at that time, he still had palpitations.

"Thank you. Carambola Creek turned his head sideways and looked at Xia Zecheng apologetically.

"You are my daughter-in-law. Xia Zecheng stiffened his face, "Drink it quickly, this nourishing soup was prescribed by grandpa, and it is the best for you." ”

Carambola Creek did find it difficult to speak, so she obediently fed the soup.

At this time, the old man outside finally came in slowly, bypassed the Bogu frame in the outhouse, and appeared in the sight of Carambola Creek: "My granddaughter-in-law has finally woken up, haha, if you don't wake up again, my stupid grandson is going to rebel against me." ”

"Cough ......" Carambola Creek had just been taken a mouthful of soup, and suddenly heard this "granddaughter-in-law", and her face was red and her ears were red, but she was also choked with shock.

"Grandpa. Xia Zecheng looked at the old man helplessly, "The girl is thin-faced, don't scare her." ”

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