Qianqian moved the table to the side of the bed, and helped Nangong Jing to lean back, so that it was more convenient to feed the food.

Nangong Jing was also mixed at this time, and he felt very happy to be taken care of by her like this, in fact, he didn't feel too much abnormality in his body at this time.

It's just that he suddenly lost some of his feelings, so he didn't have the idea of wanting to get up, so he just lay on the bed and waited for Mo Yin, but he felt better.

Qianqian looked at the dishes on the table, and first picked up the stewed lotus seed soup, "Eat some sweet cushion for the stomach first",

Nangong Jing nodded, and at this time he recovered his strength, and he also began to tease: "I suddenly feel that it's actually good to be sick, I have to take care of you like this, even if I am sick for a lifetime, I am willing",

Qianqian paused with the hand of the soup cup, raised her eyes to look at Nangong Jing, smiled, and said, "Okay, then you will be sick for the rest of your life to show me?" ”

Nangong Jing: "......",

Qianqian saw that Nangong Jing was choked back with a word, smiled, and handed the spoon to his lips, "I still hope that you are healthy, if you like me to take care of you like this, you don't have to get sick, I can too",

Nangong Jing's thin lips opened slightly, and before he could sigh, he felt some liquid in his mouth, and looked down, it turned out that Qianqian blocked his mouth with a soup spoon,

Qianqian took back the spoon, scooped up another mouthful of soup, and asked casually, "Is it sweet?" ”

Nangong Jing was slightly stunned, looked at the lotus seed soup, and thought of the taste she had made before, so she replied: "The one you made with your own hands is naturally sweet",

Qianqian still had a light smile on her face, but she felt a pain in her heart, and tried her best to make her voice appear calmer, and said, "Well, if you like to eat, it's good."

The lotus seed soup was light and tasteless, but Qianqian's heart was mixed with five flavors, but it was still a little difficult to accept, so she fed him the rest of the dishes one by one.

Finally, a table of things that even Qianqian himself felt was light and tasteless and difficult to swallow, but was eaten by Nangong Jing.

Especially after he eats it, he doesn't forget to praise her, although Qianqian is laughing, his heart has burst into tears.

When he felt that he probably couldn't bear it anymore, Qianqian got up in a hurry and said to get something,

Nangong Jing saw her running out almost in a panic, and she had some doubts in her heart, but she thought that she should have done it seamlessly, probably because she was a little overly nervous when she saw that she was "sick".

This woman has always been like this, and when she encounters her own affairs, she will lose her proportion.

Qianqian did this every time, but this time, it was unexpectedly calm.

Qianqian ran out of the door, took a big breath of air, and looked up at the sky at 45 degrees, so that the tears would not fall.

Qianqian wanted to rush in immediately at this time, wake him up, and let him confess honestly to herself, but she knew that if he refused to admit it, she would have nothing to do with him.

Each time, she compromised with him, but this time, she decided: she would never budge.

When Beibei walked in with a big bamboo basket, he saw Qianqian's expression looking a little sad.

Beibei was in a hurry, walked up with the basket in his arms, and asked, "Qianqian, what's wrong with you?" ”

was interrupted by Beibei's thoughts, Qianqian's mind settled down slightly, and she turned to look at Beibei, still startled by the big basket in her hand,

-_-！ In fact, she only needs a few,

Beibei shook the bamboo basket in his hand proudly, and said, "Qianqian, I've been busy all afternoon, I've tasted it myself, this fruit is good--"

"Hmm" Qianqian interrupted Beibei anxiously,