CHAPTER XXXII

Opening his eyes from the drowsiness, Zhong Huaiqing's gaze was blurred for a moment. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info Although the face is abnormally hot, but the forehead is unexpectedly cool. Trying his best to look at the basin, the figure in Zhong Huaiqing's eyes became clearer and clearer・・・・・・・

Where is the intimate care of the beautiful woman after her illness??Why did he see only the back of the innocent little two!! resigned himself to supporting the edge of the bed, and then...

The body that collapsed in an instant told him with the soreness of ecstasy how naïve and stupid it was to jump out of bed now.

Let's ignore the surprise of Xiao Er, who turned back because of the loud noise, and the strange eyes that noticed Zhong Huaiqing's movements at the moment. His hands hung unnaturally on both sides of the bed, and the whole person slid down a lot, and there was a black resentment that was emanating all the time.

Zhong Huaiqing was now rolling the dead fish eyes silently admiring the texture of the ceiling, and he had accepted Xiao Er's eyes in its entirety. There was no doubt that he felt that his young mind had been hurt by a hundred thousand volts.

Although he looked stupid just now to the point where he couldn't help but complain, but if he affirms his point of view from this subtle look cast by others~~~~ Let him be swollen and feel a little happy and relieved!

Xiao Er, who changed the towel for himself again, sent him away suspiciously on the grounds that he had woken up and had a certain ability to take care of himself without taking care of him. Zhong Huaiqing lay on the pillow sadly, mourning wordlessly for the image and discipline he had lost before.

Sensing Zhong Huaiqing's awakening, as well as the sound of the shopkeeper going out, Yu Qingchen casually took away a bag of pastries that Bai Liruo bought, and prepared to visit Zhong Huaiqing, who seemed to be a little unlucky recently.

After all, other people's severe colds or something can be regarded as having something to do with themselves. Although the main reason seems to be that he forgot to let his spiritual power circulate on his own, if he honestly slept under the quilt, nothing would happen. Yu Qingchen didn't feel that he had any habit of being cheap and being obedient.

Pushing open the door, Yu Qingchen paused. Quickly turned around and closed the door, and after confirming that this was indeed Zhong Huaiqing's room, he pushed it open again with an expressionless face. Looking at Zhong Huaiqing, who was looking at him stiffly, Yu Qingchen was silent, put away the pastry box, touched Zhong Huaiqing's head with pity, and said in a low voice: "Festival mourning"

Hehe, Zhong Huaiqing gave up completely, resisted the feeling of soreness and weakness, and spread out the big characters of his body that he had finally folded. Kicked half of the quilt, anyway, can you be a little more unlucky now?

As it turns out, it seems that it can really be ・・・・・・・・・

Yu Qingchen deeply understood the meaning of the idiom that is inconsistent between the inside and the outside, probably referring to people like Zhong Huaiqing. On weekdays, although sometimes it is not reliable, and it seems that I have not dispelled my thoughts of non-separation, but after all, it is more normal.

Secretly, it's raunchy, all kinds of funny.,And the unique habits that are always scattered without love...

It was obvious that I disliked you, but now for the sake of your physical and mental health, I hid it in Yu Qingchen's expression, Zhong Huaiqing quietly hid the sadness in his eyes that was almost dripping, and put his body as normal as possible.

In the eyes of Yu Qingchen, it is really impossible for him to be a little worse...

Glancing at the basin of water that Xiao Er hadn't had time to bring out, Yu Qingchen thought about it and sat directly on the edge of the bed, and glanced at Zhong Huaiqing with a complicated look. The flushed complexion, heavy breathing, the heat on the surface of his body, and the exhaustion in his eyes all explained his current condition.

It stands to reason that she should feel deep sympathy and guilt by now, but~

Poked the other party's forehead, which was warm up because the towel had been dropped for a long time, and sighed at the fragility of Zhong Huaiqing's physique and the severity of the high fever this time, Yu Qingchen's feeling of being ridiculous became more and more intense.

"Well, you tell the deity honestly. Spiritual power can alleviate fatigue and cure some diseases," Looking at Zhong Huaiqing sincerely, Yu Qingchen said with black lines on his head: "Is it that Chao Siguan didn't teach you or did you magically forget." ”

Always dropping the chain when it shouldn't be, is it Zhong Huaiqing's personal characteristic? Why does he have a rush that seems to have been used to this. Finally, I glanced at Zhong Huaiqing, whose face was full of words that said that I had been broken a few times. Yu Qingchen got up and left silently, bad luck and intermittent brain damage, will it be contagious?

After running the spiritual power in his body for a week, Zhong Huaiqing really felt a lot more relaxed. The most significant thing is that Zhong Huaiqing can finally get up and walk freely.

The feeling of lying in bed was so painful, why didn't he know it before? Ignoring a small amount of dizziness and a little lightheadedness, Zhong Huaiqing felt that he had basically recovered his health.

Of course, it would be better if the nose wasn't always so stuffy. However, it seemed to be difficult, as if he couldn't make his face normal for a while. The flush that can't go away looks like a capital mockery in the mirror.

Wait, when he fainted, Yu Qingchen supported him, but the time for him to wake up was not much faster, and before, Yu Qingchen couldn't have come just to remind himself that there was still this way.

Then the Venerable One who forgot to help him heal twice is not very much stronger than himself. Thinking about it like this, I really feel a lot better~

Yu Qingchen was enjoying a box of rose cakes that Bai Liruo didn't know when he bought back, so he didn't know what Zhong Huaiqing was thinking behind at all, and of course he wouldn't refute anything.

For example, his spiritual power is relatively special, and he is not suitable for treatment in a coma, for example, his behavior of leaving in a hurry for fear of being infected by low intelligence and falling chains will not be known by Zhong Huaiqing. The teenager who doesn't know the last reason is indeed much happier than knowing this.

Since the end of the temple fair, Ah Li seems to have awakened a lot of strange hobbies. In just one night and one morning, there are a lot of all kinds of items in my house, whether beautiful or simple.

She had checked, and there were many more things piled up in Ah Li's own room than there were here, and there were even a lot of things that were not even packaged and occupied the table and half of the bed over there.

Hey, in this case, will Ah Li remember to put everything back in the storage bag tonight or run here helplessly to rub the bed? casually dropped a small piece of rose cake, and watched with satisfaction as the little paper crane swallowed it before it hit the ground, Yu Qingchen's train of thought was back on track.