Lu Muqing put the water cup on the table, picked up Yan Jingxi with his left hand, let her lean on his arms, put the medicine in the palm of his right hand, and said softly and comfortingly: "This is a hangover medicine, you take one and sleep well." ”

After Yan Jingxi finished vomiting, his brain was heavy, his whole body was weak, his eyes glanced at Lu Muqing weakly, he lowered his head, his cold red lips slid over his warm palm, and his tongue was dipped in medicine and put it in his mouth, leaving some moist marks in his palm.

Lu Muqing's palm was itchy because she had licked it, and he picked up the water cup and handed it to her mouth.

Yan Jingxi obediently drank the water and swallowed the medicine.

Lu Muqing put her on the bed and carefully covered the quilt.

Yan Jingxi looked at his soft expression in a trance, and there was some moist mist in his eyes, sparkling, sparkling, and cold, and his heart seemed to be damp.

In addition to the serious illness that was about to die, and Aunt Zhang's intimate care, in the past 24 years, whether she had a fever or a cold, or fell ill in bed, she survived alone.

No one took care of her, no one asked for warmth, and no one would feed her medicine or cover her with a quilt.

I remember one time, Feng Jiaojiao and Yan Rui wanted to get her drunk, she pretended to be drunk and crazy, but in fact she was really drunk, dizzy, uncomfortable, and aggrieved, and vented all her anger, but as a result, she was locked in the bathroom and locked up all night.

Yan Rui, Feng Jiaojiao are sick, she actually has a cold, others have parents to take care of, she is only one person, Feng Ruyan does not buy medicine for her, she can only secretly take Yan Rui's cold medicine to eat, and hide the medicine that Yan Rui does not want to eat, so that she can need it from time to time.

Now I feel the warmth of being taken care of for the second time, and my heart is slowly moved.

"Sleep well, I won't let people pour you like this in the future." Lu Muqing promised, and patted her twice with his hand.

Yan Jingxi felt more relieved than ever, and slowly closed his eyes.

A tear flowed from her left eye, across the corner of her eye, and into her sideburns.

Lu Muqing got up, saw Lu Youran coming in with a mop, and instructed, "She's asleep, I'll go out first." ”

Lu Youran glanced at Yan Jingxi, who had his eyes closed, and began to mop the floor lightly.

Dragged it, my heart chuckled, my body stiffened, and I dragged it patiently, and I felt that it was ridiculous to mop the floor, so I sneered, and then mopped the floor.

After dragging, it was like a roller coaster, a little trance.

His eldest young master, his five fingers don't touch the spring water, and he hasn't even swept the floor in his own home, so he will mop the floor for a woman.

He himself was in disbelief, and walked to the head of the bed, staring at the delicate face lying on the bed.

She lay quietly like this, disappearing the cunning like a fox, like a sleeping beauty, soft and quiet.

Lu Youran's eyes softened slightly, and he felt less entangled in the mopping just now.

If he lives with her in the future, he shouldn't be bored, maybe a good choice.

Thinking of this, Lu Youran remembered one thing and walked to Lu Muqing's room.

Lu Muqing sat in front of the computer, focusing on reviewing the weekly reports and some plans and financial summaries reported by Yatai Group.

Lu Youran knocked on the door.

"Come in." Lu Muqing said without raising his head.

"Uncle, when are you going to the Lu family?" Lu Youran stood in front of his desk and asked.

"Next Monday." Lu Muqing said.

"Can I be in charge of this design competition?" Lu Youran said.

Lu Muqing raised his eyes, his fingers pointed at the table slightly, as if he understood his purpose, and said worriedly: "I will hand over this matter to the design department and the promotion department to be jointly responsible, you are the vice president of the company, and you are responsible for the operation of the development department. ”