Chapter Fifty-Seven: The Fat Sea
I was so anxious that I would inevitably lose everything, and I only thought about chicken soup, but I forgot the dishes and chopsticks on the kitchen stove. When I arrived at the school and saw the sign of the dark culinary world, I slapped my head and remembered. So, I went around the dark cooking world, bought three pairs of disposable chopsticks, walked to the door, and saw that the plum cake was fragrant, so I bought two and took them with me to find the brakes.
Walking to the door of the dormitory manager's office, my aunt stopped me this time, "Classmate, where are you going?"
I stopped awkwardly, with a face full of reluctance, and when I turned my head to look at the dormitory manager, I had already put on a professional smirk, and said in a dialect that I was not fluent in: "My eldest nephew is sick, isn't this here to send some food, eh, hey, young people nowadays are really delicate and expensive, and they are not in good health at every turn." β
The dormitory manager looked at me suspiciously, looked up and down, and actually handed me the visitor registration book and asked me to sign it, and I signed the name of the soy sauce nervously. She didn't even look at it, waved her hand, and let me in like that. I slipped into the stairwell, clutching my chest, glad that I was smart and quick to react, and at the same time I began to feel depressed for some reasonβwhere did I look like a little aunt from a graduate student!?
So I went upstairs with my things in a huff and rang the doorbell for 3008.
After a long time, the door opened, the brakes were against a chicken nest, wearing a white vest on the upper body, a pair of plaid boxers on the bottom, barefoot, looking at me half-asleep and half-awake, stunned for a few seconds, he looked at me and said, "Who are you......?"
"You're not really burned, are you?" I touched his forehead with my feet, could it be that I was really dressed like a thirty-year-old aunt today? Although I was wearing a small skirt of cotton and linen clothes today and tied a long braid, I had carefully tweaked it before going out, so why couldn't I recognize it.
Unexpectedly, he grabbed my wrist and hugged me in his arms, his arms were dry and hot, baking me like a stove, making me feel like a baked potato about to be cooked in the oven, glutinous and sweet.
"You're serious when I'm kidding. His hot breath sprayed in my ears, and I bit his lower lip with my teeth and claws, and he let go of the arm around me in surprise, and I quickly broke free from his hot embrace.
"You have a high fever of a few degrees, why don't you go to the hospital to have a look," I pushed him away and entered the door, he took the thermos bucket and lunch bag in my hand and put them on the small coffee table in the living room.
"You can come here, why do you still bring things. He opened the bento box curiously, "You made it?"
"Yes, yes, as soon as I heard that you were sick, I quickly bought vegetables and cooked soup, and rushed to bring you food before dinner. β
"You're Benny's mother, and if you're his sister, we're a generation apart. β
"It's okay, you're my uncle. I pushed open the hidden bedroom door, and Benny meowed out and circled around my feet, his tail wagging like a small dog, very cute.
"What?"
I crouched down and ravaged Benny's rounded little face, soft and soft like a marshmallow: "You call me Guo'er (Guo'er), aren't you my male aunt, or uncle for short?" β
"Poof," he smiled, rubbing his messy hair, as if trying to straighten it out, but a few hairs refused to follow his wishes, and stubbornly pointed in the direction of the North Star, "You can pull it." Oh, there's chicken soup here, why are you so good?"
"Of course," he praised me with a straight ball, and I naturally caught it straight, "I've done it once or twice, and it's a little experienced, so it's not hard to drink, so you can make do with it, drink some hot soup, sleep, sweat, and the next day you'll be fine." β
"Then you'll have to drink with me. He said this, and he actually had the tone of a child who was coquettish after being sick.
I was amused in my heart, and on the surface I agreed seriously. He cheered, took the bottles and cans, shifted his position, and walked into the bedroom, and I picked up Benny's big orange, followed him to the bed, threw it on the bed, brushed the corners of his skirt, and sat on the edge of the bed generously.
Even if I was sick, the bedroom was still very tidy, not like me, once I worked overtime until late, I would throw my clothes and throw my bag on the table when I got home.
On his bedside table, his laptop is showing the interface of a certain file, and next to the computer, there is a pot of hot tea. In the magic capital in May, the weather is quite mild, and he is still sick, drinking some hot tea is good for sweating, which is not bad. I saw that the glass teapot was filled with mist, and the fat sea soaked in it was like a sponge absorbing water, and it spread out like a chrysanthemum, showing its teeth and claws, very beautiful.
Seeing that I was curious about this pot of tea, he said, "My throat hurts, and when I speak, I feel very uncomfortable." Ziyan knew that I was uncomfortable, and gave me a fat sea of soaks, saying that it was good for my throat. He casually put on a plaid shirt that is the signature of a science and engineering man, and his collarbones and white neck were exposed on the outside of the vest, which was strangely seductive. I swallowed my saliva when I saw it.
Probably mistaken, Brake took out a disposable cup from the drawer under the bedside table, poured a cup of hot tea from the teapot, and handed it to me humbly, "Ran all the way, hard work." Come and drink some tea, pour it directly from the teapot, it won't spread the cold. β
I took the disposable teacup, pretended to cough, wanted to cover it, lowered my head and took the tea, and took a sip, "Why is it still sweet." β
"Because of the release of Luo Han Guo, Luo Han Guo and the fat sea can soothe the dry and sore throat. If you want it, I'll ask Ziyan for a little for you, take it back and soak it in boiling water. Brake chuckled, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, the corners of his mouth were raised, and his demeanor was soft, more tender than usual. I didn't know that in the eyes of boys, I can also see the emotions that this little girl has when she is in love, which is really breathtaking.
"Ziyan is a strange and meticulous person, why isn't he here now? The next time I see him, I will definitely thank him for taking care of you. "I'll smash it, smash it, smash it.
"Come on, I take care of him more on weekdays. "Brake sat next to me, and suddenly became small, as if he was competing with Ziyan. The possessiveness between men, I don't understand, I don't understand, "You just think about me, don't worry about other people." β
"Okay, well, I can't talk about people I've never met before - you're better at taking care of people, okay. I looked at the laptop on the bedside table and said, "I'm sick, why are you still working on a project?"
"There's no way, the online urging is tight, and the draft must be submitted on time. The brake looked at me with a bad face, and reluctantly quickly changed his words, "I'll hand this over early Monday morning, it's OK, it doesn't matter." Don't worry, my own body, I still know it very well. β
"Hmph, if you knew your condition, you wouldn't have a fever. How many degrees does your temperature come down?"
"Thirty-eight degrees five. He replied to me like a child who had made a mistake and had been caught by his mother.
I gave him a blank look, pushed him with one hand, and pressed him on the bed: "From now on, don't move, after eating and drinking soup, hurry up to sleep for me, do you hear." β
"I hear you. He lay down obediently and looked at me tenderly until he was horrified of me.
I looked at the clock, it was exactly five o'clock, and it was almost time for dinner. So, I opened the thermos bucket, closed the lid, and poured him a bowl of chicken soup. Benny stepped on my thigh, stretched out his paw to scratch, and I skillfully dodged it.
He obediently took the bowl I handed over, carefully held it, took a sip, and praised it with a desire to survive: "It's really delicious, where did I get the blessing to pick up such a good girlfriend." β
"I picked it up in the trash. I replied.
"Why don't you say it's sent for phone bills, it's all an old stalk. He complained while drinking the soup, and when he looked up, he saw me glaring angrily.
"Drink your soup. I hummed, and he laughed, his face and neck flushed slightly pink, seductive. Originally, I wanted to be alone, and I had three meals a day, but in the future, I would like to cook three meals and spend it with you a day.
Seeing him drinking the soup spoonful by spoonful, I was content to pick up the teacup, look through the light, observe the suspended matter inside, and asked, "Then you say, am I as sweet as monk fruit?" β
He didn't answer immediately, but used a small plastic spoon to rummage in the chicken soup, scooped out a spoonful of wolfberries, and said: "You are the wolfberry in the chicken soup, although the small one is insignificant, and the taste is not very clear, but it has a clear effect, adding a practical value to the chicken soup." "The wolfberries in the chicken soup are bright in color, and the fruit is full of water and full, which is a better color.
"Who do you say is insignificant? I narrowed my eyes dangerously.
"You fat sea, fat sea, the whole bubble in my heart, open and fill my heart so big. How?" he begged for mercy.
"Who do you say is fat?" I poked his round belly.
"I'm fat, I'm fat. You drink tea, and you can become as beautiful as Benny when you drink tea. β
"Benny is a big beauty, isn't he? I hummed.
"Yes, yes, yes, no, Benny is a little beauty, you are a big beauty. "Hahaha, even if he reacted quickly, he didn't fall into my trap.
"That's pretty much it," I gestured at him, "come here." β
He leaned up suspiciously and leaned close to me, and I craned my neck and kissed him on the lips, sucking on his slightly hot lips.
"Chen Dagou, I'm back-" The familiar boy's voice sounded from the living room, from far and near, until the door, it was instantly silenced and disappeared, counting his ears and eyes.