Chapter 163: Twilight Roll Chaoshu Lovesickness is not revealed: conscience
"Really? I'll check it out! "You still yelled at her in the morning, and now you're sick? How? Teaching erhu can also teach disease?
When he came to the bedroom, he was lying on the bed, but this time he remembered to take off his shoes.
"Second brother?" She called him.
He opened his eyes and looked at her with a grim expression.
Don't speak? Really uncomfortable?
"Second brother, what's wrong? Should I see a doctor? Or do you want to inform Aunt Xiao? She sat down on the edge of his bed, trying to touch his forehead, when suddenly she remembered what she had been judging herself, stopped in mid-air, and took it back.
He looked aggrieved and looked at her with hatred, "Such an adult, you still call your mother for a little thing, what about you and me as a child?" ”
...... "She wants to say, you are not a child, what are you like now?"
"Then I'll buy you some medicine to eat." For humanitarian reasons, she had to echo his expression.
"Don't!" He sat up from the bed in a hurry.
She stared at him, sick again, and refused to take medicine, what is this not a child?
He also showed a faint sense of loss, lay back, changed his face, and changed his pitiful expression again, "I want to drink porridge." ”
Well! Most patients have poor appetite and poor digestive function, so it is indeed beneficial to eat something light.
"I'll boil it." She stood up.
"No, you don't! Aunt Yun is boiled up, you go and come here! He said as he lay on the bed.
"Hmm."
Aunt Yun had already boiled the millet porridge, and it was still hot in the pot to keep warm, she filled a bowl and brought it to the bedroom for him.
"Get up and drink......" she called to him softly.
He was lazily leaning on the head of the bed, his amber eyes were shiny, "tired, I don't want to move......"
"And how do you drink?" She stared at him, frowning, is the cold really so bad? Anyway, his health is as good as a cow, and he hasn't been sick in the past few years! Could it be that the stronger people like this, the more serious the illness becomes?
Still leaning lazily, he opened his mouth, "Ahhh
"...... "Is this to be fed?" Second brother, you are really not a child, really......
But on the contrary, he looks like this, I don't know if he is a little hot or what, his fair skin, his cheeks are flushed with a faint flush, so white and red, and his eyes are full of mist, which is very cute......
"Second brother, do you have a fever or something?" She asked, a little worried.
He shook his head, "Hungry ......" Actually, there was a voice in his heart saying that it was not a fever, but if the second word was changed to a flat tongue, perhaps the root of the disease would be found......
Hearing him say this, I had to feed him porridge.
When the spoon was brought to his mouth, he said, "Hot, blow......"
"......" can really be a little more delicate...... She didn't feel the heat when she held the bottom of the bowl in her hand...... However, the patient was so big that she had to blow it again before she could be considered to have fed the first mouthful.
After eating most of the bowl, he shook his head and sighed, "It's not as delicious as you cooked......
"How is that possible!" She glared at him, they were all the same pot, the same heat length, how could they boil out two flavors?
"Try it if you don't believe it!" He said firmly.
There was still a small half left in the bowl, and she looked down at him, ignoring him.
"Try it!" He was a little more annoyed, "You don't like what I've eaten?" Will the contagion give you? ”
"No......" She had the heart to explain something, but looking at his eyes, she still tried it.
"How?" He asked.
"I think it's the same......" she wondered what this guy was going to do when he was sick.
"You try again!"
"......" was the last, but he finished the small half bowl, and he didn't eat any difference.
"Anyway, I think it's different, don't go out tomorrow, cook porridge for me at home, oh, I'm going to eat the salad you made, Aunt Yun made something missing......" He yawned and slid down.
She didn't say yes, she didn't say bad, she got up and went to put the bowl.
As soon as he stood up, he said, "Where are you going?" ”
"Go to the kitchen!" She gestured to him with the bowl.
"Just leave it here! I want to read, and I'm so tired, you read it to me......" He pointed to Jurisprudence on the bedside table