She touched Ling Ze's forehead again, and then gently pressed her forehead against his face.

The temperature is normal.

As for her, it seems that she still can't sleep, she has to go to make medicine for herself, and she also has to make breakfast.

Then the quilt was pulled up a bit.

Mu Tianen walked towards the kitchen, she yawned, her sleepy eyelids were fighting, but she still cheered up.

That's how they depended on each other in the future.

No one in this world will help them, and only they will help themselves, so they have to start getting used to this kind of life.

And Ling Ze was already asleep now, he actually didn't know what was going on, and it was also because the wine still had some stamina, and he was almost very confused in the second half of the night.

I just knew that it was very uncomfortable at that time, until he seemed to have drunk some very bitter water, and then the coolness that came from somewhere was always above his forehead, and it also swept away those discomforts.

Gradually, he also slept a lot more soundly, and of course he was much more comfortable, until when he opened his eyes, the sky outside was bright.

He touched his forehead, and there was no discomfort, not even the pain in his temples.

He picked up his clothes and put them on, and he slept well this night, but he didn't know that his was not bad, it was a woman's sleepless care, she didn't even dare to close her eyes, and even used the basin of ice water to lower the temperature on his body, and she herself was frostbitten on her hands.

Ling Ze, who had changed her clothes, also stretched out her hand and touched the position beside her, but there was no temperature, so she should have woken up early.

She gets up earlier than him, but this is also a good habit, go to bed early and get up early, and don't stay up late.

It's just that when he stood up, he found a pile of medicines on the bedside.

He took it with him, it was a fever reducer.

And he couldn't help but press his eyebrows again.

Truly, it wasn't a dream, everything he felt was something that had really happened.

It's no wonder that he feels uncomfortable at night, just because he may have caught a cold.

Sure enough, with this disease, his immunity is so low, but it's just a gust of cold wind, which can blow his disease.

He put the medicine back on the table, should he say thank you to the woman who had taken care of him all night, although he didn't wake up, but he vaguely remembered that there was always a pair of hands on his forehead from time to time.

It was that hand that brought him a comfortable coolness, and it was not that he was burned to death by that scorching flame.

He walked outside the kitchen, and sure enough, she was inside, and every morning, she would definitely stay inside, and there would be a very strong smell of Chinese medicine.

Mu Tianen poured the medicine into the bowl, then held the bowl, and drank it one by one with a frown.

And those who have never drunk it will never know how bitter this medicine is, even if it is a habit, but this bitterness is still extremely bitter to her.

After drinking a bowl of medicine, Mu Tianen breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just that when she turned around, she was almost frightened.

"Ling Ze, why is he here?"

And when did he wake up?

Is it still hot?

Mu Tianen put down the medicine bowl, and then stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, afraid that he was still hot, although it was said that the fever had subsided, but it was possible that he had a fever again.

And when her hand touched Ling Ze's forehead, she finally smiled, but this smile was a little tired.

Well, it's good if it's not hot.

Ling Ze was staring at the woman in front of him with twisted eyebrows.

Her appearance is very bad, her eyes are all blue, and even her eyes, which have always been transparent, are also a lot darker at this time.

Also, he pulled her hand up and put it in front of his eyes, and found that her fingers were all frozen.

It's frozen, this season, in her own home, she can actually freeze herself like this, she came out of the refrigerator, or came back from Antarctica, how can she freeze herself into this bear?

"What's the matter with this pig's trotter?"

Ling Ze squeezed Mu Tianen's hand.

Mu Tianen lowered her head and looked at her hand, where it looked like a pig's trotters, obviously her fingers were still very thin.

"Say!"

Ling Ze turned her face over, what's the matter, you still want to pretend to be stupid for him?

Mu Tianen wanted to hide his hand behind him, but Ling Ze held on tightly.

"My porridge is going to be mushy."

She turned around, worried about the white porridge she was boiling, she seemed to smell a mushy smell, if it was really mushy, they would only have to drink the mushy porridge this morning.

Ling Ze finally let go of her, anyway, he would ask for the answer he wanted, don't try to prevaricate him.

In fact, Mu Tianen didn't think about prevarication, she just couldn't take the time to answer him.

She lifted the lid of the pot, and the porridge in the pot was also gently stirred, and then took advantage of this time to clean her medicine bowl and fry a few dishes.

She steamed some flower rolls and steamed buns in the morning, and the white porridge was full, and both of them had to drink some.

The taste of white porridge is actually average, but it is very nourishing.

Mu Tianen broke some of the flower rolls in her hand and gave them to Ling Ze, she drank white porridge and ate steamed buns by herself, but the chilblains above her fingers were really a little eye-catching.

And Ling Ze really wanted to know, how did her injury freeze out?

After breakfast, Mu Tianen cleaned up the table again, and now, it was time for her to ask about the autumn.

Ling Ze pointed to the position beside him, sit down.

Mu Tianen walked over and sat down, but he was still smiling, and his smiling eyes were also slightly bent, only under the eyelashes, there were only two subtle traces of blue gray.

"Hands."

Ling Ze stretched out his hand to Mu Tianen.

Mu Tianen put his claws on his hand, and Ling Ze touched her fingers, which were indeed frostbitten.

Her claws are thin and pitiful, he almost broke them, whether he has frostbite or not, you can see at a glance, and there is no need to dodge and dodge, hide and hide.

"How?"

Ling Ze asked again, confessing leniently, resisting strictly.

"En," Mu Tianen lowered his head and shook his fingers.

"I'm frozen by the ice in the fridge."

Ice cubes in the fridge?

Ling Ze still couldn't react for a while, what are you doing with the ice cubes?

Mu Tianen just smiled, his long curly eyelashes also fell, and he opened his eyes in exhaustion.

Ling Ze just remembered that last night above his forehead, those cold comforts, that is, that kind of coldness took away the heat around him, in fact, he didn't say that he is usually not easy to get sick, but the fever is not easy to go away, sometimes the common cold and fever, it takes a long time to retreat.