Chapter 159: Not a thief
“…… You're craving barbecue, right? ”
Meng Duo nodded, since she was able to eat normal food, she had wanted to eat barbecue for a long time, but because Lu Shiyi didn't like to eat it, she never ate it.
Wang Cong leaned on the sofa, his face showed a hint of exhaustion, but he still smiled at her with a doting gaze: "As long as you don't want to eat the stars or the moon, whether it is flying in the sky or running on the ground, you can buy as much as you want." ”
Meng Duo was a little embarrassed, but under the temptation of food, he still ordered a lot of things.
Half an hour later, the takeout I ordered was delivered. It's just that Wang Cong's house not only has no kitchen, but also no dining table, and in the end, the two of them sat on the ground and prepared to eat.
"What is this?" Wang Cong looked at the fact that in addition to the barbecue bag, there were two bowls of noodles with the same thing.
"It's spicy hot, haven't you eaten it?"
Meng Duo said while untying the bag, and enthusiastically introduced: "I used to eat Malatang cutely when I was in school, but my boyfriend said that Malatang was unhealthy at that time, so he didn't let me eat it." So every time I take advantage of his absence, Tingting and I secretly go out to eat. ”
When she said this, she had a faint smile on her face, but in the next second, she seemed to think of something, and she was suddenly silent.
Wang Cong quickly diverted the topic: "What else do you like to eat?" ”
"There are so many things I like to eat, so to speak, there is nothing I don't like to eat." Meng Duo smiled stupidly, and the unhappiness between him and Lu Shiyi was completely forgotten at this moment.
And Wang Cong looked at the food in front of him, he could still understand the barbecue, but that spicy hot, can this unhealthy thing really be eaten?
Meng Duo naturally didn't notice these concerns of him, and enthusiastically took the chopsticks and put them in his hand, "You can taste this spicy hot, it's delicious." ”
"Really?" Wang Cong took the chopsticks and had to take a bite of noodles in his gaze, and the spicy taste suddenly filled his mouth, and he couldn't help but spit out the noodles.
"What's wrong, Wang Shao!" Meng Duo picked up the tissue on the side and handed it to him in a panic, looked at his flushed face, and said with some self-reproach: "Can't you eat spicy?" ”
"I'm a little sensitive to chili peppers, so I don't usually eat spicy peppers." Wang Cong coughed violently twice, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead.
Meng Duo hurriedly took away the spicy tang in front of him, "I'm sorry, I forgot to ask you about your taboos when I ordered." ”
Wang Cong stood up and walked to the refrigerator, took out two bottles of water, gave her one, and then unscrewed the water himself, and drank it in a big gulp, but it was still spicy in his mouth.
After three or four minutes like this, he stopped coughing, looked at Meng Duo's little self-reproach, stretched out his hand and touched his head: "Why are you sullen, I don't blame you, aren't you hungry?" Eat it. ”
"I'm sorry." Meng Duo was still a little embarrassed, but Wang Cong said it was nothing.
After eating, Wang Cong was still lazily slumped on the sofa, while Meng Duo put all the garbage they had eaten in a bag, thinking about throwing it out when he went downstairs for a while.
"Why is your face so bad?" After cleaning up, he looked at Wang Cong, his face was pale and bloodless at the moment. So he stepped forward and reached out and touched his forehead, "Do you have a fever?" ”
"No, I don't." When Wang Cong finished speaking, he coughed twice, and his face was even more ugly.
Meng Duo felt that he was in trouble, obviously at Wang Cong's house, but when he ordered takeout, he didn't ask him about his taboos, and ordered a bunch of things that he couldn't eat, and he also suffered from allergic fever caused by eating chili peppers in Malatang.
Of course, Wang Cong could almost see it from her face, so he had to explain: "I'm too tired these days, and it has nothing to do with you." ”
But Meng Duo listened to his words, instead of relieving her mood, she blamed herself even more, she now felt that it was because he ate Malatang and was allergic to chili peppers, so she couldn't help but help but help him up on the sofa: "You hurry back to the bedroom to rest, I'll go down and buy you medicine." ”
"I haven't slept for three days in a row, and I don't feel how hot I am, so it's not a fever, let me sleep and I'll be fine."
"Why are you so tough?!" Meng Duoling looked at him angrily with bulging eyes, "It's a patient now, so you have to listen to everything I say, I'm going down to buy you medicine now, you lie on the bed obediently and don't move." ”
Looking at her appearance, Wang Cong smiled, a little helpless, and before she could say anything, she turned around and walked out again.
After a few seconds, Meng Duo returned to the bedroom and said with some embarrassment: "I didn't bring any money, you can get some money first." ”
Wang Cong blinked his eyes, then picked up his mobile phone: "Actually, you can also order takeout." ”
Hearing what he said, Meng Duo smiled stupidly, and she patted her head: "Yes, you see that I forgot about my urgency, and now I can order takeout." ”
"You're such a little fool!" After speaking, Wang Cong coughed violently twice, then he was really a little cold, and a little hot, and finally saw him covered with a quilt in Mengduo.
"My mother said that if you have a cold, if you sweat while covering the quilt, the fever will also go away." Meng Duo touched it as he spoke, touching the quilt on his body, "Your quilt is so thin, are there any other quilts, thick quilts?" ”
Before Wang Cong could speak, Meng Duo suddenly thought of the quilt on the second bed, so he trotted over, trotted back, and carefully covered him with another layer.
Wang Cong felt a little more weight on his body, and he was a little unaccustomed to it and asked: "The quilt is a little too heavy, very heavy......"
"Not thick, not thick." Mengduo said, tugging the quilt around the side of the bed, "My mother said that if I say Wuhan, it's better for me to have a little gap, so that I won't sweat." ”
"If you want me to sweat, you can make me take a bite of chili, and I'll be sweating profusely."
"It's all this time, you're still kidding!" Meng Duo frowned, a little unhappy, "But it's all my fault, if you don't give you chili peppers, you won't have a fever." ”
"I said, it has nothing to do with you, do you know that if you are tired, you will also have a fever?"
As soon as the words fell, there was a knock on the door, and Meng Duo thought that the medicine ordered for takeout had arrived, so he hurriedly ran to open the door.
But the moment the door opened, there was nothing outside. Who's ringing the doorbell just now? Just thinking about it, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps at the elevator entrance, and then the delivery person took the medicine she ordered, and ran over in small steps, "This is your medicine." ”
After saying that, he hurriedly ran away again.
Although she was a little puzzled about who rang the doorbell, she hurried back to the house when she thought that Wang Cong was still having a high fever.