I just felt like my chest was blocked by something, and I felt very uncomfortable.

Looking at his indifferent face, my heart sank little by little.

His gaze withdrew from my face for a long time, put the water cup on the bedside table, rang the bell next to the bed, and soon someone pushed the door in, it was still the little nurse just now.

The little nurse walked in, nodded at me, smiled at Zou Zichen, and asked, "Has Mr. Zou's body temperature come down?" ”

"Well, stand down." Zou Zichen replied gently.

The little nurse stepped forward and pulled out the needle on the back of his hand and said with a smile: "Great, I'll tell Dr. Zhu in a moment." ”

The little nurse took the hanger and the empty bottle, and quickly withdrew.

Zou Zichen saw me standing aside in a daze, frowned and sighed, "I'm hungry." ”

I looked up at him and froze for a moment.

"I'm hungry," he said again.

"Oh," I replied, turning and going to the kitchen.

As soon as I entered the kitchen, the sweet smell came to my nose and refreshed my lungs, but my heart was full of bitterness, and I walked to the stove absent-mindedly, and reached out to open the lid of the purple sand pot, but before my hand touched the lid of the pot, I was caught back by the person behind me.

"You don't have a brain, do you?" Zou Zichen's negative voice sounded in my ears.

As soon as I heard this, I suddenly got angry, shook off his hand, turned around and yelled at him: "I don't have a long brain, so I will be played around by you." ”

After yelling, my eyes turned red in anger.

Zou Zichen was stunned by my yelling for a moment, as if he couldn't understand why I suddenly became so angry, and then, there was a smile in his eyes, approached me, and asked playfully: "Why did I play with you?" "The tone is a little picky.

I glared at him, gritting my teeth angrily, but I just didn't speak.

He got a little closer, forced me against the stove, and he leaned over to meet me, "Well, what did I do with you?" The voice is hoarse, low and seductive.

He was so close that I couldn't think. I glared at him angrily, and reached out to push him away, but he hugged him.

I looked down and bit him in the chest.

"Shhh...... How do you bite again. He yelled, but his arms tightened around me.

The grievances in my heart came up all at once, lying on his chest, not wanting him to see me crying.

"What's wrong?" He put his hand on my face, and I dodged it, and I buried my face tightly between his neck, and wiped tears from his neck.

He patted me on the back and said softly, "Why are you crying?" ”

I put my hands around his lean waist and drilled into him, hating to burrow into his body, never to be separated.

"Well, don't cry." He turned his head sideways, kissed the top of my hair, and folded his arms.

After a while, I held back my tears, but I didn't want to get out of his arms, for fear that the next moment he would be indifferent to me.

Zou Zichen was a little helpless, holding me and shaking gently, rubbing his cheek against my hair and whispering, "I'm so hungry." ”

I then remembered that he was now a sick person, and hurriedly withdrew from his arms, too shy to look at him, turned around to wipe away the tears on his face, and whispered: "You go out and wait, I will give it to you immediately." As I spoke, I reached for the lid again, and he grabbed my hand again.

Zou Zichen sighed lightly and said, "I'll come." He pulled me aside, took out the bowl and spoon from the kitchen cabinet, and put on the anti-scald gloves before opening the lid.

He took off his gloves, cleaned the spoon, put it in the purple clay pot and stirred it, sniffed it again, turned back to me and smiled, "Well, it's very fragrant." "The eyebrows and eyes are soft, and they are the same as the two of them just now.

"Do you want to be chilled?" I suddenly remembered that he said he wanted to eat the chilled one.

"No, you don't." He replied crisply.

At this time, the mobile phone outside rang, it was Zou Zichen's mobile phone.

"Give me a bowl," he handed me the spoon, stroked my head again, and turned and walked out.

I'm in a good mood for no reason.

I bit the corner of my lip that wanted to rise, picked up a big spoon, took out half a spoonful of porridge from the pot, poured it into the bowl, and saw that the soup was not thick or thin, I picked up the small spoon on the side and tasted two bites, the white fungus is not too bad or too hard, the lotus seeds melt in the mouth, the soup is sweet but not greasy, well, it is delicious.

I filled him with a full bowl, took the plate and put it under the bowl, and brought it out.

Zou Zichen leaned on the sofa to listen to the phone, and when he saw me coming out with porridge, he asked me to put it on the coffee table in front of him.

"No need." His voice was hoarse.

"It's too troublesome, I'll go back in a week, there's no need to toss like this, thank you Dr. Liu for me."

"Don't worry, the fever has subsided."

"If you don't believe me, you can call Dr. Zhu."

"Well, by the way, you have time to help me take care of Ruoxi's girl."

"Okay, well, that's it." His tone was hearty, and the other party should be his friend.

He took the line, saw me standing stupidly aside, and motioned for me to sit next to him.

I brushed the hair from my ears and sat down beside him, a little unnaturally.

He looked at the attractively colored white fungus porridge in the bowl, raised an eyebrow at me, and boasted, "It looks very good." ”

"You taste it." I blinked and looked at him expectantly.

He picked up the spoon with my expectant eyes, scooped a spoonful of the soup, blew it lightly, and put it in his mouth. Then he smiled with crooked eyebrows and said, "When I was a child, I liked to drink my mother's white fungus porridge the most. He turned his eyes to me, "It tastes a little similar." ”

Belch...... Whether he praises me or belittles me, I don't want to be his mother.

"I'm praising you, why are you still bitter little face." He raised his hand and pinched my cheek.

I couldn't help but shrink my neck.

Zou Zichen is like this, when he wants to be intimate with you, he will make you feel that he only has you in his eyes, but when he ignores you, you will feel that you are an eyesore, and the superfluous cannot be superfluous.

"Your face still doesn't look good, have you asked the doctor to prescribe some medicine for recuperation?" He suddenly asked very seriously.

"I'm fine, I just threw up twice." I whispered.

He looked at me a little helplessly.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

My heart trembled inexplicably, and I felt a little weak.

A man looked at my cramped face, frowned very unpleasantly, and said, "What are you afraid of...... Open the door and go. ”

Belch...... I'm really afraid to open the door and see people I shouldn't see.

I stood up awkwardly, walked slowly towards the door, a little dazed, when I walked to the door, I also looked back at him, but accidentally caught his smiling thief eyes, and then, his face was tense, slightly lowered, let me hurry up to open the door.

I bit my lip and glanced at him, walked to the door, stretched out my hand, and opened the door.

"Miss Lin, this is what Mr. Zou asked me to send." Xiao Liu was holding a thermos bucket in his hand and looked at me with a smile on his face.

"Oh," I was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly took the thermos in his hand and said again, "Thank you." ”

"Is it Xiao Liu, come in." Zou Zichen shouted inside.

I turned sideways to let Xiao Liu in, closed the door casually, and followed Xiao Liu.

Zou Zichen drank the porridge slowly and leisurely, and asked Xiao Liu: "People sent away?" ”

"Hmm," Xiao Liu replied respectfully, standing on the side.

"She didn't ask you anything, did she?" Zou Zichen didn't even raise his head, and asked again.

Xiao Liu glanced at me and tugged at the corners of his mouth, as if it was a little difficult to speak.

"Let's talk, I'll go to the kitchen and get a bowl out of the soup." I made an excuse to go into the kitchen, but I stood behind the kitchen door.

She asked if you had a ...... lately Socializing with other women, and, that day...... How did you get caught in the rain? Xiao Liu's voice was not loud, but I still heard it clearly.

Ouyang Xue found out? And when was Zou Zichen drenched in the rain?

"That's it, nothing else?" Zou Zichen asked lightly.

"She also asked me...... How many places do you have in Rongcheng? Xiao Liu's voice was a little unnatural.

I'd love to know that.

Zou Zichen: "Did you tell her?" ”

Xiao Liu: "I said there are one or two. ”

Zou Zichen sighed lightly, and suddenly said, "According to the prescription given by Dr. Zhu, I will boil two pieces for Miss Lin every day and send them to the hospital." ”

"Okay." Xiao Liu responded.

Zou Zichen: "It's okay, you can go back." ”

Then I heard the sound of Xiao Liu going out and closing the door.

What did he ask me to boil?

I wasn't a little disappointed to hear anything nutritious.

In fact, I was a little secretly glad in my heart that Ouyang Xue would ask those words, which means that Lu Zhengnan did not reveal my current relationship with Zou Zichen to Ouyang Xue, otherwise Ou Xueyang would not ask Xiao Liu like that.

Alas, how long can this kind of thing be full? She already knows my number.

I took a bowl from the kitchen cabinet and walked out stupidly, seeing that Zou Zichen was fighting with the bowl of silver porridge very seriously, my heart couldn't help but soften.

When a man saw me, he said in a weird way: "You go to get a bowl, why do you come out for half a day as if you are going to give birth." ”