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Lying in the quilt, Zhang Liang could smell a trace of fragrance on the tip of his nose, and his fingertips could clearly feel the slippery hand of Duanmu Rong, which made Zhang Liang a little helpless.

Probably because of the personality relationship, anyway, Zhang Liang doesn't like to be so close to people, and wants to withdraw his hand, but Duanmu Rong is holding it too tightly, if Zhang Liang wants to withdraw his hand, it will inevitably wake Duanmu Rong up.

Helplessly looked at Duanmu Rong and thought about it for a while, Zhang Liang still turned off Duanmu Rong's thoughts, after all, Duanmu Rong had also taken care of herself all day, so let her sleep well.

Zhang Liang didn't bother to toss, he simply flipped over, the size of the quilt is limited after all, if Zhang Liang wants to continue to lie outside, although the distance from Duanmu Rong is far away, it will inevitably make the gap between the two bigger and bigger.

The cold wind got into the loophole, and when the two of them woke up the next day, they had already caught a cold.

Moving his body inside, Zhang Liang stopped when he was still two hands away from Duanmu Rong, and now he was close to the limit that Zhang Liang could bear.

Although thanks to Duanmu Rong's care, it is impossible for Zhang Liang to believe Duanmu Rong like this, such a safe distance is also Zhang Liang's bottom line, but Zhang Liang forgot at this time, it seems that Duanmu Rong should be careful and beware of Zhang Liang's bad intentions.

Thinking about it like this, Zhang Liang couldn't help laughing, a woman is not afraid of herself, but thinks about this and that, isn't it too funny.

In the past few hours, the sky finally unveiled a glimmer of light, a touch of fish belly white on the edge of the sky left a shallow mark, listening to the rooster's crowing, Duanmu Rong's fingers moved quietly, and the next moment, Duanmu Rong had opened his eyes.

The moment I opened my eyes, I saw a beautiful face, but in my sleep, Zhang Liang's face seemed to be suffering from illness.

Frowning, Zhang Liang still didn't say a word, but Duanmu Rong knew that Zhang Liang was enduring the torture of illness, and during the time he took care of Zhang Liang, he had never seen Zhang Liang's appearance less.

The pain must have been very strong, but I didn't see Zhang Liang hum, and he had been enduring himself, even when he was unconscious, Duanmu Rong had already prepared for Zhang Liang's stubborn temperament, otherwise ordinary girls would not be able to bear it.

"Huh?" Duanmu Rong, who had just woken up, was thinking about sitting up, and stretched out her hand, only to stand up half of her body, and then she realized that something was wrong.

Obviously remembered that most of the quilts were on Zhang Liang's side, why did he run to his body, and thought about it sideways, he shouldn't have the problem of liking to move when he was sleeping, what was going on? Duanmu Rong thought, but his eyes couldn't help but run to Zhang Liang's body.

Thinking about Zhang Liang's attitude in the past two days, although he was so polite, he was so polite and alienated, which made Duanmu Rong a little disappointed.

Thinking in his heart, Zhang Liang was probably not the gentle and kind person he imagined, Duanmu Rong was still a little funny, and he liked to think more and more, but now looking at Zhang Liang's sleeping face, Duanmu Rong smiled slightly.

Zhang Liang is probably not so indifferent as she became, just a person who doesn't know how to express his feelings, Duanmu Rong thought, put the quilt in his hand on Zhang Liang's body, and walked out of bed lightly. The smile on his face did not disappear, with a bit of joy, presumably last night, Zhang Liang occasionally woke up and saw that he was frozen, so he covered himself with a quilt.

Preparing the usual medicinal food, Duanmu Rong was in a good mood, thinking about Zhang Liang's affairs while serving the medicinal food to the table.

"Thank you," the clothes on his body didn't know how to wear them at all, Zhang Liang didn't think that wearing clothes would become a problem one day, looking at Duanmu Rong, Zhang Liang quickly stood up.

He was only wearing a moon-white shirt, but Zhang Liang's face became more and more white like jade, look at Duanmu Rong, Zhang Liang relied on a little instinctive memory of his body, as well as the movements he remembered when he just watched, put on the clothes outside, Zhang Liang looked at Duanmu Rong and smiled gently.

"Come over for dinner," Duanmu Rong turned around, her face as indifferent as usual, and only occasionally glanced at Zhang Liang's gaze behind her, and only a trace of fluctuation appeared.

Just now, Zhang Liang seemed to be smiling at himself, and recalled in his mind that Zhang Liang's smile did not seem to have the indifferent feeling in the past, but it was in line with the impression he had when he first met Zhang Liang, and that kind of gentle smile was what Zhang Liang's face should show.

However, Duanmu Rong ignored it, when she saw Zhang Liang, she was stunned for a moment, although she quickly recovered, but the faint joy in her heart did not disappear so easily.

Zhang Liangke, who was walking behind, didn't know what Duanmu Rong was thinking, but he pulled the corners of his mouth a little awkwardly, stretched out his hand and touched his smooth chin, how long had he not smiled like this.

As usual, after Zhang Liang ate the medicinal diet for the first time, his resistance to the medicinal diet decreased a lot, and there were even some people who liked the taste of the medicinal diet, but the relationship with Duanmu Rong was far from close, and Zhang Liang would not say what he thought.

Fortunately, Duanmu Rong also likes to eat medicinal food very much, otherwise she would not make medicinal food every day, but let Zhang Liang slowly get used to this taste.

It's just that today seems to be a little unusual, not long after Zhang Liang sat down, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, frowning, Zhang Liang looked at Duanmu Rong, I don't know who came.

"I'll go out and have a look," Seeing Zhang Liang look over, Duanmu Rong's face was as usual, nodded at Zhang Liang, stood up, and simply opened the door.

Zhang Liang on this side just stood up and wanted to see what was going on outside the room, but Duanmu Rong seemed to have deliberately not let Zhang Liang see it, so she closed the door casually.

Blocking Zhang Liang's inquiring gaze, without thinking too much, Zhang Liang sat back in his seat, tidied up the dishes, and then sat down to rest.

The sound of talking outside did not stop there, and even intensified, the door was slammed open, and a sudden gaze happened to Zhang Liang, who was closing his eyes and recuperating inside.