Wen Chi fell asleep for a long half of the morning.

When I woke up, I found myself lying on my side on the edge of this not-so-large bed, breathing a little harder, and there was a risk of rolling and falling to the ground.

…… What's going on?

Wen Chi sat up and stared in surprise at the sleeping man.

That's right, it's the years.

I don't know when she climbed up.

She lay horizontally at the end of the bed, pressed Wenchi's quilt tightly, and stretched her short fat limbs domineeringly, and her little face was red from sleep!

Relying on the little three-headed body, Sui Sui actually occupied three-quarters of the bed, forcing Wen Chi, a tall boy of eight or six meters, into a corner, and restraining his hands and feet is called a grievance!

Wen Chi was speechless for a long time, and suddenly remembered that when he was in a dream, he always felt as if a big stone had been pressed on his body, which made him breathless.

It turns out that this big stone is years old!

"Ahem, ahem."

Smelling the pool's throat itching uncontrollably.

He reacted and tried to control his voice as much as possible so as not to wake him up.

It's a pity it's late.

The years old have opened their sleepy eyes dimly, and their little mouth mutters:

"Take care of Koike...... Years old to take care of Koike...... Whew......"

Wen Chi almost couldn't hold back his laughter!

Years old is so cute that it fouls!

I even dreamed of taking care of him!

Wen Chi's heart was so soft that it was a mess.

He lifted the quilt lightly, intending to get out of bed and pour a glass of water to drink.

When I got up, I felt that my body was better, and I was not as tired and weak as I was in the morning.

It should be the dual effect of injections and drugs, coupled with the young man's good health, that he can recover fast enough, but the illness is like a thread, and if he wants to fully recover, it will definitely take time to recuperate......

Wen Chi was thinking about it, and the soles of his feet just stepped on the ground.

There was a slight movement behind him.

Back.

A pair of bright black eyes stared at him.

Wen Chi Deng was startled.

"Age, year? Are you awake? ”

Sui Sui immediately opened his eyes with a weak heart and raised his voice:

"I'm taking care of Koike! I didn't sleep! ”

Smelling Pool: ......

Why don't you wipe the saliva on the corners of your mouth first?

Not only the saliva watermark, but also the red marks on the face of the year, the hair is messed up into a bird's nest, two small tugging, one drooping, the other raised high, like a little madman.

A smile flashed in Wen Chi's eyes.

But he didn't pierce it, and his mouth still echoed:

"Well, I know you didn't sleep."

The years have to be inches, and he immediately puffs up his chest proudly:

"Of course! I'm also going to raise Koike to be healthy and fat! ”

“…… Thank you. ”

Wen Chi, who couldn't cry or laugh, stood up.

Sui Sui turned over and jumped up, stepped away from his little short legs, and hurriedly came to stop him:

"Koike, what are you going to do! Hurry up and lie down and rest! ”

"I just got up and poured a glass of water."

Wen Chi pointed to the kettle and cup on the table next to him.

And he just had a cold, and now the fever has subsided, so he doesn't have to lie in bed all the time like he has a serious illness.

Where do you know this?

She just watched a little TV series, and she thought she had understood the routine of taking care of patients.

At that moment, she righteously asked Wenchi to lie down, saying that she could help him pour water.

Wen Chi couldn't help it, so he had to lie back.

At the age of peace of mind, he grabbed the quilt and slid to the ground, and climbed on the stool in two or three strokes to carry the kettle.

The kettle was prepared in the morning, and it has passed the hottest time, and now it is a little warm at best, and it will not really burn people.

However, Wen Chi was still frightened, and stared at the movements in Sui Sui's hands throughout the whole process:

"Be careful!"

Thankfully, what he feared didn't happen.

Although Sui Sui's little arm carrying the kettle trembled and his face was red, he still managed to pour the hot water into the glass.

…… If you ignore the fact that most of the hot water is spilled on the table.

Successful pouring is only the first step.

Next, Sui Sui also brought the water cup to Wenchi who was leaning on the bed.

The problem was that she poured the water a little too full.

She struggled to stand on tiptoe, picked up the glass with both hands, and stared at it intently, careful not to spill it.

But she couldn't do it at the same time, stared at the water glass and forgot the direction, and walked crookedly towards the end of the bed......

"Sui, you're going in the wrong direction."

Wen Chi reminded helplessly.

Sui Sui raised his milky white face in confusion, his eyes full of confusion:

"Huh?"

As soon as I got distracted, the cup was crooked and the water spilled.

Wen Chi couldn't stand it anymore, so he got up again:

"I'll do it."

Sui Sui blushed and insisted:

"I can! I can! ”

Wen Chi still took the water glass.

Years of dejection:

"I'm going to take care of you."

"Thank you already, didn't you pour water for me?"

Hearing what Chi said, Sui Sui became happy again, stared at Wen Chi and drank most of the cup in one go, learning from adults to encourage children, applauding Wen Chi and praising him, "Xiao Chi is really amazing!" ”。

Wen Chi felt that the water was a little undrinkable.

"Alright, you can lie back down now!"

Sui Sui urged him again.

Wen Chi first did so, and then said in a consultative tone:

"I'm much better, or we'll ......"

Turn your head to look.

Well?

What about the old people?

Minutes passed.

Sui Sui finally came over with a small basin of water, and a towel on the edge of the plastic basin.

Wenchi: Should it be ......

"This was prepared for you by someone else?"

Just looking at the neatly folded towel, you know that it is definitely not from Sui Sui's handwriting.

Wen Chi can almost imagine what kind of mind the staff had to watch a good show when they were helping the year.

With that in mind, he glanced faintly at the camera facing him.

It seems that through the camera, I saw a bunch of guys watching the fun.

He sighed imperceptibly.

The head of the year was on the basin of water, and he didn't notice this.

She clumsily wet and wrung out the towel.

It is said to be wrung out, but in fact, how can it be called wringing out with those little slaps that don't have much strength? At most, it was a pinch of two strokes.

Wenchi even saw that the lower edge of the towel was dripping!

"This ......"

Sui Sui folded the wet towel into a lump, well, yes, a lump.

Then, holding it in his hand, he approached Wenchi.

"I'll put it on your head for you!"

That's what it's like in TV dramas!

Wen Chi saw the eagerness in Sui Sui's eyes, which was amused and helpless.

Why does he feel that he is not a patient, but a toy for his years?

The last little flame of struggle in my heart was extinguished.

Then, Wen Chi simply lay down and let Sui Sui paste the wet towel on his face, and a small stream of water flowed into his hair and pillow.

Sui Sui didn't notice it at all, and consciously did something big, and asked happily:

"How's Koike? Is it a little better? ”

Wenchi: This is a wet towel, not a panacea.

He nodded, "Well, it's better." ”

Never mind.

It's good if she's happy.

(End of chapter)