You've eaten up all the amount for the next few days, and you're gone, and you won't have any sugar to eat for the next few days, do you know?

Qinghui muttered like this for a while, then closed his eyes and fell asleep groggyly.

Mu Feng seemed to be entangled by something in his sleep, and he felt that he couldn't breathe, his body seemed to be floating and sinking in the heat wave, and when he was restless and anxious, the tip of his nose was faintly wrapped with a faint sweet fragrance.

This feeling instantly dispelled a lot of his uneasiness.

I couldn't tell the feeling, so I let Mu Feng sleep in this uncomfortable position for one night.

When the high fever subsided, the feeling of dizziness blocking thinking gradually faded.

The sunlight fell through the gap outside the window, gradually moving, and finally fell on the eyelashes of the little boy who was on the bed with his eyes closed.

The long and curled eyelashes were dyed with a faint golden light, lining his delicate face more clearly and beautifully, and the light disturbed his sleep, the little boy's long eyelashes fanned slightly, and then slowly opened his eyes.

The beautiful black eyes flashed across the water, looking at the person who was tightly entangled, a blank emotion crossed his eyes, and then gradually cleared.

Those memories of yesterday are gradually coming to mind.

Mu Feng's crimson lips were tightly pursed, and as the memory passed through in his mind, his eyes gradually became stained with a trace of inexplicable emotion, and he seemed to raise his eyes a little embarrassed, looked at Qinghui's face fixedly for a while, and finally turned his head away as if he didn't care.

Glancing at the sunlight outside.

Now it is clear that the time of the previous dynasty has passed.

However, the recent matter has almost been resolved, and he is sick now, this kind of action is easy to make Ye Dehao let down his vigilance.

Mu Feng thought, licked the corners of his lips, there was still a slight bitter taste, he raised his hand, touched his lips slightly, and then his gaze fell on Qinghui's lips fixedly.

Because she fell asleep, her pink lips opened slightly, and warm breath spit out from between her lips and teeth.

With a hint of sweetness.

Mu Feng couldn't help but think of what he had done before.

Did he really kiss him like that?

Because I feel that the medicine is bitter.

Mu Feng's eyes were deep, and he stared at Qinghui's lips fixedly for a while.

Then he propped himself up slightly, wanting to get up and ask Uncle Fu what the situation was in the court now.

It's just that he just got up and felt that the stove was about to run, Qinghui struggled and lifted his eyelids.

was shaken by the dazzling sunlight outside the window, and then narrowed his eyes a little dissatisfied, with a little sense of getting up, frowning his delicate brows, one eye opened, one eye closed, and looked at his 'stove'.

"Do what?"

I'm so sleepy, you tossed for a long time last night, can't you sleep a little longer?

Qinghui's tone was a little irritable.

"It's time, it's time to get up."

Mu Feng's waist was hugged by Qinghui, he lowered his head, looked into Qinghui's eyes, and whispered, with a hint of hoarseness and weakness in the noble son's voice.

Obviously, he hasn't recovered much, and his body is very weak.

Seeing that he seemed to have regained consciousness, Qinghui tilted his head, raised his hand, and touched his head lightly.

His eyes blinked.

The big eyes that were originally watery and foggy gradually returned to their clarity, and it was only when they thought about last night's events clearly.