This answer inexplicably made Wen Jiu's heart feel bored.

He has already concealed Yuan Zitong's affairs, and he didn't let her go back to take care of her when he was sick!

She simply didn't care.

If you don't go back, you won't go back!

Don't cherish my chance to keep me!

She walked over to the astringent bowl, took out some dog food, and fed it to astringent with her hands.

When he was angry when he was a child and didn't eat, Wen Jiu fed it like this, and every time it would eat a little bit of face.

But this time, he just sniffed it, and then awkwardly removed his head and hummed a few times.

Xiao Zhengtai's voice came from the translator: "If you don't eat, you won't eat, and I won't eat if you don't take me back." ”

Wen Jiu was not used to it, put the dog food back in the basin, and took off the translator and put it on the table next to him.

Love to eat or not.

She had no appetite for herself, and she didn't eat dinner.

She went to take a shower, went into the bedroom, took the bed and quilt out of the cupboard, took the ultraviolet meter to detoxify, and then threw herself on the bed to sleep.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he couldn't help but think of Lu Jing's weak legs and feet when he was sick, and thought that he wanted to come out to drink saliva, but accidentally fell and hit his head on the table......

Wen Jiu shook his head, turned over and went back to sleep.

Closing his eyes again, he couldn't help but think of Lu Jing fainting in the pool when he was taking a bath, and the pool overflowed his body......

Wen Jiu opened his eyes again, staring blankly at the ceiling, speechless to himself.

Lu Jing is such an adult, won't he take care of himself? Definitely.

Then why can't you control being so worried about him?

The more she thought about it, the more confused she became, but she felt that she was very naïve and wrong.

No, it can't go on like this, this is pure spiritual internal friction!

Have this time to think cranky, what is it bad to do?

In order to divert attention, Wen Jiu simply asked Xiao Shi to broadcast a TV series to her casually.

Xiao Shi: "Good master, play the epic campus drama ceiling "Junior Brother Needs to Be Hurt, You Don't Hurt Someone Hurts". ”

Wen Jiu: "......"

What the hell are the names of the current TV series?

Little Ten has already started playing.

In the picture, the 18-year-old college grass played by a 48-year-old well-known idol drama actor is lying on the bed in the dormitory, and his forehead lines and nasolabial folds can be faintly seen on his skin as smooth as a mirror.

He suddenly coughed twice and looked as if he was sick.

Immediately afterwards, his device reminded him that the president of the student union, a beautiful senior sister two levels older than him, called him.

The male protagonist hurriedly picked it up: "Hey? Senior sister, is there something going on with the student union? ”

Senior sister's worried voice came: "There's something, but your voice doesn't sound good, what's wrong?" Are you sick? ”

As if he wanted to prove himself, the male protagonist coughed twice: "No, I'm not sick, cough ......"

Senior Sister sighed: "You cough like this, and your mouth is hard!" What about your girlfriend? How did not there pass to take care of you? ”

The male protagonist said weakly: "My girlfriend is in the study room, hey, in her heart, it must be more important to study." ”

Senior Sister President: "Why is your girlfriend like this!" I don't know how to understand you, I'll go over and take care of you right away. ”

Then,The president senior sister couldn't help but come to the male owner's dormitory to take care of him.。

During the care, the two of them accidentally fell and their mouths touched together, and the atmosphere gradually became ambiguous......

Wen Jiu looked confused when the old man looked at his mobile phone.

That's it? Is this still an epic masterpiece?

This is clearly in the next kind of very old head!

Two hundred years ago, TV series didn't engage in this kind of bridge where they bumped into each other as soon as they fell and their mouths fell, but I didn't expect that there would be TV dramas now!

Wen Jiu immediately scolded and scolded Xiao Shi to close the TV series.

But she still couldn't sleep.

She didn't worry that Lu Jing would take advantage of her absence and call someone to go back and wrestle.

It's true that I'm worried that he won't be able to take care of himself.

After thinking about it, Wen Jiu still got up from the bed.

changed his clothes, went out to pack up the astringent puppy basin and dog food, and led the astringent back to Lu Jing's side.

Half an hour later, Wen Jiu returned to the Rice Emperor's apartment.

The light brightness in the living room is the lowest mode, and the layout of the room can be faintly seen.

This is Lu Jing's habit, as long as she is not there, the lights will be turned on to prevent her from falling down when she suddenly comes back.

Wen Jiu turned up the brightness of the lamp and loosened the astringent rope.

Astringent happily ran around the spacious house, and finally slurred onto his soft little plush cushion.

It was tired and kept sticking out its tongue, but turning into a small tail of a propeller still betrayed its mood at this moment.

As if to say: Hehe, the golden nest and the silver nest are not as good as the puppy kennel with a price of 100 million in our city.

Wen Jiu took out his small rice bowl and poured some dog food into it again.

He raised his head astringently and flew over to eat frantically.

Seeing that it was back to normal, Wen Jiu stopped caring about it, washed his hands, and went to Lu Jing's room lightly.

The room was quiet, and only Lu Jing's slightly heavier breathing could be heard than usual.

The lights weren't turned on, only the curtains that weren't tightened, and a glimmer of light came in.

Through the light, she saw Lu Jing's tightly closed brows, as well as the abnormal crimson color on his face, which looked so ...... Frail.

Wen Jiu's heart was pinched together in an instant.

He is never tepid, even if he is younger than her, but in fact, he has always taken care of her in all aspects, and it also makes her feel that he will be her lifelong dependence.

made Wen Jiu almost forget that the two of them should rely on each other, not him alone.

She hurriedly walked over lightly, stretched out her hand and touched Lu Jing's forehead, and it was really hot.

She got up immediately, but she was so anxious that her knee accidentally hit the straight-edged brass handle on the bedside table next to her, and she immediately covered her mouth in pain, lest she scream and wake him up.

Before she got married, she slept in the other room, and after she got married, they both slept there, and she wasn't familiar with the layout of Lu Jing's room, so she bumped into it solidly.

She was so painful that she couldn't walk, so she had to slow down beside her.

At this time, I noticed that the glass of water on the bedside table was knocked over by myself, and the water flowed down the cabinet.

Worried that something important inside would get wet, Wen Jiu hurriedly opened the drawer to check.

I found a thick book inside.,Look at the cover.,It's estimated that it's been a little old.。

She put the notebook aside, and hurriedly limped to the medicine cabinet outside to get an adult fever reducer and put it on Lu Jing.

Watching his brows gradually stretch, Wen Jiu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

By the way, it seems that the notebook he put in the cabinet just now got wet, so let's take it out and blow it with a hair dryer.

Wen Jiu went out with the notebook, took out the hair dryer, sat on the sofa, and opened the notebook.

The immature notes on the first page stand out from the eye:

"On August 8, 2212, in my most helpless moments, I met a fairy sister."

Wen Jiu's movements froze slightly.

This is, Lu Jing's diary?