The stomach, which had been empty for nearly 24 hours, was the only passing through the fever-reducing capsule that he swallowed while he was confused, and finally let out a strong protest.

Wen Jiulan was obviously refreshed after waking up, if it weren't for the red cheeks and chapped lips, Qi Youmian wouldn't have been able to tell that he was sick at first glance.

The young man obediently sat at the table according to the little girl's strength, and watched the little girl turn back between the kitchen and the dining table, with a starry smile in his eyes.

When Qi Youmian went to buy vegetables, he asked the eldest sister in the vegetable market to cut the shredded meat.

When I returned to Wen Jiulan's house, I directly put the shredded meat into the rice cooker and cooked it, sprinkled a little salt with a small amount, and then carefully brought it out.

"It's hot, be careful." Qi Youmian pressed the hem of her skirt and sat down on the side.

Wen Jiulan smiled at her, "Have you eaten it?" ”

Qi Youmian nodded, "You're sick, and I don't." To take care of you, I'm sure I'll have to make sure I'm well fed and well-fed. ”

Wen Jiulan curled her lips again.

Qi Youmian held his chin and looked at the young man on the side, always feeling a little strange.

How does it feel...... Wen Jiulan has been very fond of laughing since she woke up?

Her eyes slowly slid over Wen Jiulan's body.

The young man's back was straight, even when he was sick and weak, he sat very upright, but his shoulders and back were stretched, without a little tension, and he looked extraordinarily casual.

He lowered his eyebrows, his gaze falling on the steaming shredded pork porridge in a white porcelain bowl. His hands were naturally placed on the table, and the fingers holding the porcelain spoon were slightly forced, and the fingertips were dyed with a faint red by the hot air swept up.

Unlike many people who subconsciously lean over and put their lips to the side of the porcelain spoon, so as not to dripping the soup porridge in it, Wen Jiulan just raised the porcelain spoon unhurriedly, lowered his head slightly, and took a sip of the fragrant shredded porridge.

Every move, indescribable elegance and calmness.

Qi Youmian only felt for a while that the person sitting in front of him didn't seem to be a teenager.

— but an adult who is well-prepared and mature.

"It's delicious, thank you." Wen Jiulan raised her eyes suddenly, with a faint gentleness in her eyes. His originally dry throat was moistened by the hot porridge, and his own deep voice was undoubtedly revealed.

Qi Youmian didn't know why, and suddenly wanted to avoid Wen Jiulan's gaze.

Her innate animal-like instinct reminded her that beneath the seemingly calm gentleness there seemed to be something extremely dangerous.

"Hmm...... Just drink it well, you should pay more attention to your body in the future, and if there is anything wrong, you should call me in time. Qi Youmian wrinkled the tip of his nose and said seriously.

Wen Jiulan's fingertips rubbed against the smooth porcelain spoon, and the Adam's apple rolled slightly.

"Okay, I'll listen to the young sleeper."

After Wen Jiulan finished drinking a bowl of porridge, Qi Youmian looked around, and hesitated to speak, "You are also awake, then I will ...... Gone first? ”

Wen Jiulan paused when she got up, and the fingers placed on the side of the bowl subconsciously increased her strength.

He didn't rush to speak, but first took the bowl of porridge to the kitchen sink, washed it and put it in the cupboard before coming out.

"Is there something going on later?" Wen Jiulan pulled out a tissue on the dining table and wiped her hands.

The white paper towel absorbs the remaining water droplets between the slender fingers little by little, and only the fingertips that are slightly powdered can be seen.

The boy sat down opposite Qi Youmian, casually threw the used tissue into the trash, and when he turned his eyes, a cold light appeared in his eyes.

"It's nothing," Qi Youmian muttered, in the past, they made an appointment to go to the library to study, and it usually ended around five o'clock in the afternoon, but now it is far from five o'clock, "It's just that if you stay at your house for too long, won't it be ......good?"

Wen Jiulan blinked, looking down at the clear plastic tablecloth on the dining table, "How can it be...... I thought you were thinking my family was bad. ”

The tail note that gradually descended, with a little hidden loss and frustration.

Qi Youmian hadn't heard Wen Jiulan's tone, and was stunned.

The young man sitting opposite lowered his head slightly, because she had not replied for a long time, and raised his eyes to look at her.

The tail of the eyes still has a reddish residue after the fever, and the dark eyes seem to contain a bit of worry and timidity, the long eyelashes fanned, and he lowered his eyes in a hurry.

It was like a small animal that timidly poked its head out to make friends, and was soaked in the rain into a small ball, and its little claws were trembling.

I was worried that I would be rejected, but I had a little hope.

Qi Youmian only felt that his heart was softly bumped by this little animal.

For a while, unprecedented pride and tenderness filled her chest, Qi Youmian couldn't wait to pat her chest to reassure, she stood up suddenly, her voice was crisp and sweet, "What do you want, how can your family be bad?" You see, the living room is so clean, and so is the kitchen, when I was cooking porridge, I opened the cupboard to find the rice box, and the contents were neatly placed......"

Qi Youmian tugged on Wen Jiulan's wrist and praised the small room of less than forty square meters as if there was nothing in the sky and no earth.

She didn't just want to make Wen Jiulan happy - although she came to the door in a hurry, the whole house was cleaned up and tidy by Wen Jiulan, the milky white tile floor was as if it had just been paved, the light gray sofa was draped with an off-white velvet blanket, and there were a few brightly colored pillows scattered, which added a bit of vitality.

Wen Jiulan's bedroom is a light rice tone, and the homework books and workbooks on the desk are neatly placed in the corners of the table, and the only thing that seems a little abrupt is the dark gray schoolbag that was casually placed on the small bay window last night.

Before entering Wen Jiulan's house, Qi Youmian never thought that a boy's home could do this......

It's so pleasing to the eye.

Is it probably because the owner is not always at home, or is it ...... lack of funds?

It is inevitable that there will be some less fireworks in the home.

Wen Jiulan was dragged by the little girl's wrist, feeling the warmth of the soft palm, and some smiles slowly appeared in her eyes.

It's so cute.

It's really cute.

Wen Jiulan's heart swelled with intense emotions, making him want to hug the sweet and soft little girl, rest his head on the other party's shoulder, and bury himself in the delicate and smooth neck socket, no need to speak, no need to do anything, just hold it like this, and smell the light fragrance of the little girl on the tip of his nose, it is enough.

Qi Youmian turned around suddenly, the peach blossom eyes were still rippling with the warmth of spring water, and the tips of the tiger's teeth were exposed.

Wen Jiulan quickly removed the corners of her lips, stared at Qi Youmian's small face close at hand, and said in a low voice, "Thank you." ”

But in this way, it seems to be good.

Thank you for your existence, so that I can walk alone in the dark world, and there is still a ray of light.

Thank you also for the cold moonlight, and you are willing to be gentle and merciful to me.