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Chapter 141

Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, Su Yao stopped, walked over gently, put his palm on his forehead, and felt that it was not so burning, so he was a little relieved.

She sat back on the couch, her elbows resting on the armrests, her head propped behind her hands, leaning back, looking at him quietly.

She often asked herself, what did she like about him?

Handsome and charming appearance, or is he that special temperament? Or his unfathomable soul?

It seems to be both, and it doesn't seem to be either.

After so many years, from the simple love of youth and ignorance to the love of the first girl, and then to the love that fell deeper and deeper, she has always been looking for answers, but there has been no answer.

However, now that this so-called answer is no longer important to her, what is the use of what has been immersed in the bone marrow, even if it finds the source? It's something that is integrated into the blood, and you can't pull it out if you want to.

Loving him is her fate and her calamity.

If she didn't love him, then the damage value he brought her was limited, and she wouldn't be as miserable as she is now.

But Lu Qingcheng will never know that what makes her miserable is never from physical torture, but from her love for him, and this alone has already made her miserable.

The breeze also brought in the heat outside, and it was drowsy, and she just watched it, thinking, not knowing when she would fall asleep.

Lu Qingcheng woke up, the stickiness of his body made him frown uncomfortably, the fever had subsided, but he was still a little dizzy, and he couldn't tell why he suddenly had a fever when he was rarely sick since he was a child, was it because he was in a hurry yesterday?

He moved, trying to get up, but when he saw the woman sleeping on the sofa, he seemed to have forgotten what he was going to get up for, but turned sideways and stared at the figure tightly, without blinking his eyes.

She slept like this, her mouth was slightly open, like a lop-eared rabbit that had not yet grown up, well-behaved and cute, and people couldn't help but want to smooth her hair.

At this time, she seemed to have the kind of naïve feeling she had when she was a child, as if she would smile at him when she opened her eyes, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and then she tilted her head and called him 'Brother Qingcheng' sweetly.

At that time, as long as he was at home, he always heard her constantly shouting in his ear, "Brother Qingcheng, how to get this", "Brother Qingcheng, you help me", "Brother Qingcheng, why are you so powerful"

She's obviously very smart, no matter what it is, she can almost learn it once she sees it, but she always likes to bother him.

At that time, Song Yunting also made fun of him, saying that she was his little daughter-in-law.

However, I don't know when he started, he can no longer hear her call him 'Brother Qingcheng', and he will never see her arguing around him again, even if he does, he will only call 'young master' obediently, and then run away.

Perhaps, some things did not start to change four years ago, but changed a long time ago.

The person on the sofa moved suddenly, reached out and rubbed his eyes, was stunned for a moment when he met his eyes, he didn't know what he remembered, and subconsciously wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand, "Are you awake?" ”

She walked over and touched his forehead, "It doesn't seem to be so burning, let's drink some more water, Ji Hang explained, I need to replenish more water." ”

After being fed a glass of water by her, he said, "Go and help me put the water, I want to take a bath." ”

"Do you want to take a bath?"

"Hmm."

Su Yao put his hand into his quilt with some hesitation, and the sweaty feeling made her frown, "I'm afraid I'm going to catch a cold again in the bath now, why don't you go take a shower, I'll change the quilt for you." ”

Lu Qingcheng snorted lightly, with a thick sarcasm, "I didn't expect you to be quite careful, and you are indeed the material for serving people." ”

Su Yao shook his hand, grabbed the corner of the quilt tightly, and responded with a smile after a while: "Yes, didn't you serve that Mr. Wang very happily last night." ”