Chapter 1188: The Most Real Her 8

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This feeling made her move a little uncomfortable.

"Well, rest well, then." Lu Zi'an said.

"Hmm......" Ding Zixin nodded.

Lu Zi'an suddenly leaned over and reached out to help her cover the quilt.

Ding Zixin's nerves tightened!

What does he want to do?

"Good night!" His voice rang in her ears.

Immediately after, the room fell silent.

Gradually, she heard his breathing slowly even.

He must have fallen asleep.

It seems that she is overthinking.

Ding Zixin exhaled, then closed his eyes as well, preparing to fall asleep.

But, instead of wishing, she lost sleep in the first half of the night.

Because I didn't fit in, I suddenly had one more person around.

It wasn't until three or four o'clock in the morning that she had gotten used to it and fell asleep.

…………

The next day, when Ding Zixin woke up, Lu Zi'an was no longer around.

In the room, she was the only one left.

Ding Zixin rubbed her eyes and got up.

On the bedside table, there was a glass of steaming water, a box of medicine, and a note with the number and amount of medicine taken.

Ding Zixin was stunned for a moment, then reached out and took the box of medicine, and when he saw it, it was for the treatment of diarrhea.

The handwriting on the note is obviously Lu Zi'an's.

He prepared this medicine for her?

I still remember that last night, she had told him that she had a little diarrhea......

I didn't expect to see these things early the next morning.

Maybe it's because of his profession, so he's more sensitive to this aspect?

Ding Zixin stared at the box of medicine and notes in a daze for a long time before getting up and leaving the room.

She went downstairs, originally planning to ask her parents where Lu Zi'an had gone.

As soon as she got downstairs, Ding's mother came up to ask her about her situation with concern.

"Xinxin, are you feeling better?"

"What's wrong with my body?" Ding Zixin looked at Ding's mother puzzled, and didn't understand the meaning of her words.

"I saw that Zi'an went out to buy medicine for you in the morning and came back, and after asking him, he said that your stomach was a little uncomfortable, did you catch a cold yesterday?" Ding's mother asked with concern.

"It's okay now, I'm fine!" Ding Zixin hurriedly smiled and explained, "Maybe I was a little cold yesterday." ”

Ding Zixin was still a little surprised that Ding's mother directly and affectionately called Lu Zi'an and called Zi'an.

When did her relationship with Lu Zi'an become so good?

She originally thought that she would get married suddenly, and when she came back, she would be blamed by her parents, and she would be implicated with Lu Zi'an......

But for now, it seems that she is overthinking.

"It's okay, you go wash your face and brush your teeth quickly, Zi'an is making us breakfast!" Ding's mother's face bloomed with a smile.

Nowadays, there are not many young people who are willing to cook and cook, and there are even fewer men who are willing to cook for women.

In short, although Lu Zi'an has only been here for a day, Ding's mother is currently satisfied with him!

"Make breakfast?" Hearing this, Ding Zixin turned around and entered the dining room, looked through the glass door of the kitchen, and looked inside, and indeed saw Lu Zi'an busy inside.

"You girl is still competitive, and she has found a good husband!" Ding's mother also came over and said with a smile.

Good husband...... When she heard these three words, Ding Zixin was a little distracted......