Shang Huaiyan sat up.

Yi Baitang on the sofa was awakened by this movement, and looked up at Shang Huaiyan's position: "Awake?" ”

Shang Huaiyan turned on the bedside lamp, and the soft light spread half of the bedroom: "How long have I been sleeping?" ”

Yi Baitang was careless: "Half an hour, not too long." ”

"What was that tune?"

"The tune of a lullaby, I used to fall asleep to it when I was a child."

"You ......" Shang Huaiyan spoke again.

"Huh?"

"Are you so nice to everyone?" When he asked this sentence, Shang Huaiyan's heart was very complicated. He didn't believe that he had mistaken Yi Baitang's attributes, but Yi Baitang's various actions were wrong!

Yi Baitang was slightly stunned.

He changed his posture and thought about it.

Am I so good to every friend?

That's certainly impossible!

A good tongue is not his first friend, but he is the first good friend to share a bed with him!

And it's the first good friend he wants to take good care of.

Before I knew it, I began to want to irrigate all the good things I had to my good friend sapling, and I hoped that when it would grow up well and conquer the sea of stars in the chef world with me......

Of course, on the surface, it is impossible for Yi Baitang to admit that Shang Huaiyan is special, that feeling is too ashamed!

He snorted lightly, his expression cold: "I've always been like this to my friends. ”

Shang Huaiyan looked at Yi Baitang for a while.

Yi Baitang felt that Shang Huaiyan's gaze seemed a little strange, but before he could figure out what was strange, Shang Huaiyan, who was sitting on the bed, suddenly smiled and brought up other topics:

"What were you thinking?"

While saying this, Shang Huaiyan raised his hand and lightly scratched his eyebrows:

"My brow is furrowed."

Yi Baitang glanced at Shang Huaiyan, suddenly got up from his seat and walked to the bedside.

Shang Huaiyan: "? ”

Before he could react, a hand landed on his forehead.

The lukewarm palm has the most comfortable temperature in the human body, and there is a thin callus in the palm of the hand, which has a slight tingling sensation when pressed against the skin.

Then, Shang Huaiyan saw Yi Baitang draw his hand and stepped forward.

Forehead to forehead collision.

Shang Huaiyan looked at the faces close at hand, and felt that as long as he moved lightly inadvertently, he could kiss each other.

But it seemed that his heart was also hit at the same time, and he was caught off guard and sulked for a while, so that he stayed where he was, unable to react more.

Yi Baitang first measured Shang Huaiyan's forehead with his hand, but he didn't feel the heat; Then he measured it again with his forehead, and he didn't feel the heat.

He then distanced the two of them, and when he pulled away, he didn't forget to glance down the other party's open collar.

Well, the buttons of the clothes are not buttoned properly, the neckline is a little big, and the curve of the back can be seen...... It's dry and cool, and there are no sweat beads or anything like that, so the cold should be almost better.

It must be a credit to the ginger soup I brought.

Yi Baitang gave himself a thumbs up in his heart.

Since a good tongue is no problem, then we can get down to business.

He calmly sat down on the edge of the bed, looked at Shang Huaiyan's somewhat confused face, and told Sun Ling's matter and his own thoughts.

While speaking, he did not forget to take care of Shang Huaiyan, deliberately slowed down his speech, and said things slowly in a way that the other party could keep up with the tone. While talking about things, he was still a little puzzled: since Shang Huaiyan is now better, why is his reaction still so insensitive? Could it be the sequelae of a cold?

Shang Huaiyan couldn't control his fugue too much.

Whether it was the other party's hand or the other party's forehead, the feeling of disturbing a pool of water even though he was a dragonfly made him extremely out of state.

He was stunned while listening to Yi Baitang speak, and when the other party finally finished speaking, he barely concentrated, thought quickly, and then:

"Or else."

"How?"

"You're not trying to prove that food has feelings? Then according to Sun Ling's requirements, research a dish that you are satisfied with, and then give the recipe of this dish to Sun Ling, and make a comparison of the facts: You and Sun Ling make exactly the same dish and give it to Sun Ling's friends to eat, don't tell you which one you made and which one Sun Ling made, and see how she reacts after eating? Shang Huaiyan finished his thoughts in one breath, and then explained, "Theoretically, what you make must be better than what Sun Ling makes." But if the other party accurately chose Sun Ling's, then maybe there is something in the food that is not known but does have zài. ”

Yi Baitang was stunned when he heard this.

After being stunned for a while, he looked at Shang Huaiyan fixedly, his eyes were like light bulbs, and they lit up with a "click".

The head with a good tongue is really good to use!

The state is obviously so bad, and I thought of a solution for the first time!

It's not in vain that I'm the first to come to find a good tongue when I have something!

In the future, you can't just call a good tongue a good tongue, it's not enough to summarize a good tongue, or call it a good mind?

It's a bit strange and again not enough to generalize.

So.

Or is it called ...... Huai Yan?

After Yi Baitang's mind circled around twice, the question of the title was left behind by the master.

He is now a little eager to try, and wants to hurry back to a restaurant to practice the method Shang Huaiyan said, if it really works, maybe it can solve his long-standing troubles-

Yi Baitang remained silent, and his mind had drifted all the way back to his kitchen.

Then, he heard Shang Huaiyan cough lightly:

"It's a little late now......"

In the low-key and soft light, Shang Huaiyan looked at the wall clock hanging on the wall, which had just arrived at ten o'clock, and said with a blushing face and a heartbeat.

Yi Baitang looked back: It's already ten o'clock, it's really a little late!

Shang Huaiyan said again: "It will take at least an hour to go back to your side now, which is more than your usual resting time, why don't you stay and rest for a night tonight?" ”

Yi Baitang was a little troubled.

He still wants to go back to the kitchen as soon as possible to study and study, but Huai Yan is right, now go back at eleven o'clock, and then study at twelve o'clock, which is too different from the time he used to rest......

He turned his head to look at Shang Huaiyan again, and saw Shang Huaiyan sitting on the bed looking at him with blank eyes, and he expected him to stay!

So Yi Baitang instantly softened.

A sick man always has a little privilege, and he must be behaving like a good man who wraps a little sapling in plastic sheeting in the cold winter, and after this incident, the little sapling must be close to him and very dependent.

Yi Baitang nodded solemnly: "I'll stay here for one night and sleep next door to you." ”

Shang Huaiyan was stunned for a moment, and after being stunned for a moment, he reacted quickly: "This is no problem, but I don't often come to live in this villa, the room next door is only cleaned once a week, and the bed may not be nailed." ”

Then the two were silent for a moment.

Shang Huaiyan calmly pointed to the position next to him and proposed a solution: "I have new clothes in my closet, and this bed is big enough......"

Yi Baitang was straightforward, with a little doubt in his eyes: "Do you want me to sleep with you?" ”

Shang Huaiyan almost choked on his own saliva.

He coughed twice, buried his heart in his body, and his face was particularly righteous and stern: "What if I have a fever again at night?" The sound insulation of this villa is very good, you can't call it when the time comes, it's annoying! ”

I see!

Look, every effort is rewarded, and the little sapling is really close to me and very dependent!

He and I are already on the right path√

Yi Baitang was satisfied, so according to Shang Huaiyan's words, he took out new clothes from the wardrobe and took a bath here to rest.

The sound of water in the dream suddenly came to reality.

Shang Huaiyan closed his eyes, listening to the sound of the dripping voice gradually sounding and fading, and then, the taste of clear water suddenly meandered from afar, coiling around him, but no matter how he smelled it, it seemed to be separated by a layer of ethereal.

Shang Huaiyan couldn't suppress the greed in his heart a little.

I was just about to pretend to turn around in the direction of the taste of the water as if nothing happened, when I suddenly felt a weight on my body, and I was slapped suddenly through the quilt.

He was startled, and suddenly opened his eyes, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Yi Baitang's pale face with a little flush enlarged in front of him!

The heart thumped and lost its usual beat.

Yi Baitang had just finished taking a hot bath, his whole body was warm, and he was a little physically sleepy and tired.

He yawned lazily, half-squinted his eyes, and patted Shang Huaiyan's chest comfortably with his hand through the quilt, but he didn't slap twice, his hand slipped, and the last one accidentally patted a little bit and patted Shang Huaiyan's shoulder.

When the palm of the hand falls on the other person's shoulder blade, through a thin layer of pajamas, the heat of the other person's body seems to be flowing out continuously, and of course, there is the hardness of the bones.

Is the condition a little recurring?

Yi Baitang was a little worried, and quietly raised Shang Huaiyan's quilt, tucked the corner of the quilt under Shang Huaiyan's shoulder, and completely wrapped the person, before patting the soft quilt again with satisfaction: "Okay, rest, wake me up if there is anything." ”

After saying that, he rolled over again, lay flat on the bed, and quickly sank into a dream, and slept well.

That night, Shang Huaiyan was once again in pain and insomnia.

He began to wonder whether his choice to leave Yi Baitang was right or wrong?

It must have been the toughest choice he's ever made!

The night passed.

When Yi Baitang woke up again, he felt that something was wrong.

He looked at each other in the morning light with his head just exposed, and a pair of black eyes the size of a mung bean.

A moment later, the black-eyed man standing outside the floor-to-ceiling window pecked at his frozen feathers, flapped his wings, and flew away.

Yi Baitang slowly felt that something was wrong at this time.

For example, his shoulders are a little heavy, his neck is a little itchy, and his body is heavy and the reason for the itchy neck.

Yi Baitang lowered his head and saw Shang Huaiyan jumping into his quilt at some point, as for his bed, it had already fallen to the carpet under the bed, leaving only a small half of the quilt corner still stubbornly and pitifully on the edge of the bed, reminding the two people on the bed that it had been in the past.

Yi Baitang moved.

Shang Huaiyan, who was sleeping next to him, opened his eyes in a daze, as if his consciousness had not really woken up, but an ambiguous smile and voice appeared together:

"Baby, you're awake......"

He said vaguely, rubbed the person in his arms with satisfaction, and after secretly rubbing and eating a mouthful of small tender tofu, he wanted to imprint a good morning kiss on the baby's neck like in the past, and-

Then he was turned over to the other half of the bed by Yi Baitang like he usually turned over the dried meat.

Yi Baitang was easy when he did this action!

Shang Huaiyan's weight is not as heavy as the boiler he carried on his arms when he was a child, hum!

Then Yi Baitang turned over again, pressed Shang Huaiyan who fell to the side under him, and bowed his head towards Shang Huaiyan at the same time.

Shang Huaiyan watched Yi Baitang get closer and closer, closer and closer, until the foreheads of the two people touched slightly, making a small impact sound that only they could hear, and his whole person was confused.

Wait, this development is not what I expected!

Yi Baitang pressed Shang Huaiyan and felt the heat on the other party's forehead, but he really didn't feel anything.

He then raised his head, but still pressed Shang Huaiyan's body steadily, lowered his gaze, and asked condescendingly:

"I don't have a fever, why are you talking nonsense?"

It's so scary, Huai Yan just came out coldly, and he was scared!

I thought that in just one night, Huai Yan was already terminally ill!