The first rays of the morning sun shine on the delicate roses, and the crystal dew drops embellish, like a man-made rose manor, as if entering the world of fairy tales.

Jiang Zhexi and Luo Qingxin's home is hidden in it.

On the perimeter of the fence there is a circle of fruit trees, peaches, plums, apricots, pears, and even unfashionable varieties such as coconut lychees. In the corner of the courtyard, all kinds of vegetables present a sense of simplicity of a small farmhouse.

Jiang Zhexi jumped on the branch with a jump, selected a few big and good pears, picked them and brought them into the house, squeezed out the pear juice with an artificial juicer, and about Luo Qingxin was about to wake up, so he brought it to their bedroom.

Jiang Zhexi gently pushed open the door, probably because of a cold, Luo Qingxin, who woke up at this point every day, still closed his eyelids today, and his breathing was heavy and hot, looking very uncomfortable.

Jiang Zhexi patted her shoulder gently, and the book said that the yang qi is heavy in the morning, and the longer you sleep, the more detrimental it is to recovery.

"Hmm......" Luo Qingxin muttered, his eyes were sore, and he only opened a slit to look at him.

Jiang Zhexi raised his hand to signal the pear juice in his hand, drinking this should be good quickly when he is sick.

Sick people seem to be more vulnerable, and Luo Qingxin, who usually loves to be coquettish to Jiang Zhexi, is now even more suffocated.

"I have a sore throat and want to eat ice cream!"

Jiang Zhexi blinked his innocent big eyes...... Ice cream? It seems to have been mentioned many times in the book, but he hadn't seen it, and he didn't know where to look for it, so he was a little troubled for a while.

Jiang Zhexi pursed his lips, looked at Luo Qing's big misty eyes, and slowly, his lips approached, and he attached it...... For more than a year, Luo Qingxin would always make some "unreasonable" requests, and later he found that as long as he kissed and hugged him like now, Luo Qingxin would be satisfied and happy.

Sure enough, Luo Qingxin squinted his eyes and smiled like a beckoning cat, and stretched out his arm, "Pick me up, I'm bored!" ”

Jiang Zhexi picked up Luo Qingxin and fed her the pear juice himself. Luo Qingxin only needs to open his mouth, and he doesn't have to do anything.

For more than a year, there has always been Jiang Zhexi's meticulous care, and Luo Qing's heart has reached a new height.

After drinking a glass of pear juice, Luo Qingxin smacked his lips, full of sweet taste.

Jiang Zhexi wanted to put down Luo Qingxin first to put down the cup, but Luo Qingxin suddenly became energetic, and his two arms suddenly circled his neck.

Jiang Zhexi couldn't help but pause, and a sweet and soft touch was attached to his lips......

Looking at each other, after Luo Qingxin retreated, he still smacked his lips, and asked him a little shyly: "What kind of taste?" ”

In fact, what Luo Qing wanted to ask him was: How does kissing feel?

Jiang Zhexi frowned slightly, with a serious expression, pursed his lips, if he could answer - the taste of food!

Kissing her cheeks and eyebrows, Jiang Zhexi could still resist the temptation of her blood, but his lips touched...... Jiang Zhexi's throat rolled, he looked away, picked Luo Qingxin up from the bed, and took her outside for a walk to blow the wind.

A person with a cold can get better quickly by breathing a little more fresh air, and he can get rid of his longing for food by breathing a little more fresh air at the moment.

Speaking of which, he hadn't eaten human flesh or drunk human blood for a long time......

Every time he and Luo Qingxin went to the center of Jiangcheng City to search for supplies, they hunted a large number of zombie crystal nuclei by the way.

For more than a year, no, since he met Luo Qingxin, he has been relying on the crystal nucleus to replenish his energy.