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When Ling Baolu regained consciousness, she only felt that she was in good spirits, and there were noisy sounds around her, which made her frown, early in the morning, who came to the house, why was it so noisy.

"Little deer." Shen Lingyu saw that the eyeballs under her eyelids moved, and then saw that she frowned a little, so he reached out and clasped her hand, "Are you awake?" ”

This is Brother Qi Yu's voice, Ling Baolu opened his eyes, and sure enough, as expected, he saw the person who appeared in the dream, and instinctively raised the corners of his mouth and smiled at her, "Good morning, Brother Qi Yu." ”

She had just recovered from a serious illness, the smile on her face was a little pale, it was distressing to look at, Shen Lingyu reached out and sent the broken hair in front of her face to the back, "What do you think?" Is it still uncomfortable? ”

"What's wrong with me?" Ling Baolu was confused by his words, and looked at Shen Lingyu with a puzzled expression, only then did she notice that his face was very haggard, and a cyan stubble appeared under his chin, she slowly raised her hand and stroked his face, "Brother Qi Yu, why are you so haggard?" ”

"You had a high fever last night, 39.5 degrees Celsius, which frightened me, but fortunately it was delivered in time last night, and now the fever has finally subsided, do you still feel uncomfortable?" He stretched out his hand to shake it; Holding her hand, the slightly haggard smile was full of drowning at her.

"It's a lot better, but it's sticky and uncomfortable." Her body twisted under a thin quilt; After moving a few times, I really felt uncomfortable.

"Bear with me, I'll go check out, and I'll go back later." He smiled and patted her on the shoulder, "Lie down here for a while." ”

"Don't." She protested, always thinking that it was a very silly thing to lie on the sick chuang in the hospital hallway, so she didn't want to do it, and struggled to sit up, "I'm going with you." ”

"Alright, then get up." Shen Lingyu put her here alone, and she was really not at ease, so she had to get up, and the two went to settle the bill together, because the fever had subsided, so the doctor didn't prescribe any medicine, and only told her to rest more.

When the two walked out of the hospital, the sun outside was already very big, Ling Baolu realized that it was not early, Shen Lingyu took her out for breakfast, went to a porridge shop, the two ordered some list of porridge dishes, and went home together after eating.

Ling Baolu went to the bathroom to take a hot bath, and then he felt refreshed.

"I'm just sick, let's rest at home today." When Shen Lingyu walked into the master bedroom, she was sitting in front of the dresser and drying her hair, and he walked over, snatched the hair dryer from her hand, and helped her dry her hair.

"You're like my dad." Ling Baolu smiled at him in the mirror.

"Oh?" He smiled, eager to hear more from her.

"My dad also used to help my mom blow her hair, and my dad would make a lot of beautiful hairstyles." Ling Baolu turned his head to look at her, after taking a bath, she was refreshed, and her smile was pale after recovering from a serious illness, he couldn't help but lean over, and at the same time reached out to clasp her chin, and leaned down to kiss her lips, "Xiaolu'er, let's try my craft today." ”

"Okay." After he left her lips, she smiled and nodded.

Shen Lingyu didn't know that his father-in-law often braided his mother-in-law's hair, so he didn't know how to braid his hair, and he only vaguely remembered that when he first came to their house in the future, his mother braided his hair for the future, which didn't seem to be very complicated.

According to some impressions remaining in his mind, he began to braid Ling Baolu's hair.