Lu Qingchen was so angry by her words that he wanted to laugh.

There is no consciousness of making a mistake at all.

"I'll clean you up when I go back."

The man's voice was cold, obviously angry.

Song Xingran was also afraid of him, and he thought that he was at a loss, so he didn't dare to say anything nonsense.

Suddenly, she sneezed again.

The man's brow furrowed again unconsciously.

The car is going faster.

Song Xingran pulled a piece of paper to wipe his nose, and flattered him with a smile: "Brother Lu, let me tell you a joke." ”

His face was so ugly.

Lu Qingchen didn't say anything, Song Xing cleared his throat and began to speak.

"When I was in high school, I was in class one day when I heard the teacher call me, "Wake up your table and answer the questions on the blackboard." "But the situation at the time was that my table mates on the left and right were asleep. On the left is my good friend, Qin Xiaoqi, I can't pit her, right? So, I decisively woke up the principal on the right who had come to listen to the open class. ”

"Hey, hey, Brother Lu, I'm smart, right?"

Lu Qingchen: "......"

Seeing that Lu Qingchen didn't laugh, Song Xingran continued: "Isn't this funny? Then I'll talk about one more. ”

"A woman was sleeping, and a mosquito flew over and nailed her awake, and when she raised her hand to shoot it, the mosquito cried and said, "Today is my birthday, please don't kill me." After hearing this, the woman carefully put the mosquito in the palm of her hand, and sang the birthday song while clapping her hands, hahahaha......"

Song Xingran was talking, and he laughed first.

Lu Qingchen: "......"

Still expressionless.

Isn't this little guy's IQ quite high?

Why are you acting like a little fool at this time?

Song Xingran saw that he still didn't speak, so he pulled a piece of paper to wipe his nose, and said aggrievedly: "Husband, why don't you still laugh?" ”

She pouted, were her jokes really that boring?

She was amusing him, and he didn't even laugh.

At this time, the car drove into Rongyuan.

Lu Qingchen suddenly stepped on the brakes and suddenly leaned over......

Kissed her on the lips.

For the sake of her bothering to coax him so much, this time, he didn't bother with her.

What a cute little fool.

-

Song Xingran, who returned to Rongyuan, caught a cold that night.

Fever fever to 39 degrees.

Wrapped in a quilt, shivering.

Uncomfortable batch.

Lu Qingchen called the doctor overnight, and after the toss, it was already two o'clock in the morning.

Song Xingran nestled on the bed in a daze, from childhood to adulthood, she was in good health.

But as long as you catch a cold, it is not easy to get better. The constitution is like this.

As the so-called illness comes like a mountain, at this moment, she is weak and her throat is still uncomfortable.

Lu Qingchen stood beside the bed and looked at her condescendingly: "Now you know the consequences?" ”

Silly.

Song Xingran wrapped himself in a quilt, revealing a small head, and his face was a little red.

Xu was dizzy, looked at him with wet eyes and said, "Brother Lu, you can't sleep with me today." ”

Lu Qingchen frowned at all: "Why?" ”

"Because colds are contagious."

Her voice was a little hoarse, and her tone was wilted.

Lu Qingchen didn't speak, turned over on the bed, and hugged her in his arms.

Song Xingran was about to struggle, but he heard him say in a deep voice: "Sleep obediently." ”

She pouted and closed her eyes honestly.

Lu Qingchen lowered his eyes and looked at the little guy in his arms by the faint light.

It's really not worry-free.

He sighed silently, his forehead pressed against hers, and probed her temperature.

It doesn't seem to be that hot.

He looked down and kissed her cheek.

I really want to hide you like this.

When Song Siyan came the next day, Song Xingran hadn't gotten up yet.

Lu Qingchen didn't go to work either, taking care of her at home.

Coincidentally, he was touched by Song Siyan.

"I heard that you two got your certificates?"

Song Siyan pushed his glasses and looked at him with a smile on his face.

Lu Qingchen came down to boil ginger soup for Song Xing, and when he heard Song Siyan's words, he just responded.

Didn't do much to talk about.

I took the ginger soup and went upstairs.

Song Siyan followed him, and said as he walked: "You can't do this, it's indeed a way to cut first and then play, but it's not easy to say about our old man's side." ”

Old Man Song has always loved this precious granddaughter, if he knew that he was deceived by Lu Qingchen like this, he wouldn't be mad?

Lu Qingchen said in a cold tone: "What does it matter to others when we get married?" ”

Song Siyan: "......" is very reasonable, he can't refute it?!

As soon as the two of them reached the door, they heard a sneeze coming from inside.

Song Siyan was stunned for a moment, and the corners of her mouth rose: "My stupid sister has a cold?" ”

Lu Qingchen glanced at him coldly: "Are you very happy?" ”

Song Siyan: "Am I acting obviously? ”

Lu Qingchen didn't want to deal with him, opened the door, and went in.

Song Xingran was wearing quite thick clothes at this time, with a loose long-sleeved T-shirt inside, and a casual jacket of Lu Qingchen on the outside.

His coat was large enough to wrap her entire upper body and keep her warm.

Although it's the end of summer, it's quite hot to look at wearing like this.

Song Xingran was pitifully half-lying on the bed at this time, watching TV.

In front of her was a small table full of tissues.

Lump by lump.

It should be waste paper with snot wiped.

Seeing Song Siyan, she was still wilted.

"What are you doing here?"

The voice is a little hoarse, and it sounds pitiful.

Song Siyan faked a cough and said, "I'm here to wish you a happy wedding, why did you catch a cold?" ”

"Ahem...... I accidentally got caught in the rain...... Ahem. ”

Lu Qingchen heard her cough, his eyebrows twisted again, and he put the ginger soup in front of her.

"Drink, good."

After saying that, he swept the papers on the table into the trash can.

Seeing Lu Qingchen like this, Song Siyan's brows moved.

Isn't there a habit of cleanliness?

Why do you still work as a cleaner?

Song Xingran stared at the ginger soup in front of him and wanted to cry.

"Brother Lu, I don't want to drink this." She's had four or five bowls since last night.

It doesn't work at all.

It's no wonder it's hard to drink.

Lu Qingchen's inky dark eyes looked at her and said in a deep voice: "Obedient." ”

Song Xingran is sick now, and he is much bolder, and he yelled at Song Siyan: "Brother, do you see it, he bullied me." ”

Song Siyan lifted his glasses and smiled like a fox.

"I don't care about family disputes."

This is bullying, it is clearly a show of affection.

As soon as his sister got sick, she became more delicate and soft, and she became even more pampered.

Hearing her complaint, Lu Qingchen's deep eyes lit up and looked at Song Siyan at the door.

Song Siyan felt a little empty in his heart, and said to Lu Qingchen very sensitively: "I'll wait for you below." ”

"Take good care of her."

Seeing that Song Siyan had left, Song Xingran blew his nose dissatisfiedly and said, "Hmph, it's definitely not biological." ”

Lu Qingchen sat beside her and took her into his arms.

"Why did I bully you? Well? ”