The Lord of the Quick Transmigration is addicted to the paranoid dragon again today

Mu Bai was not asleep, his consciousness was a little hazy. Qi Yu carefully tucked the corners of Mu Bai's quilt, looking at his red face, Qi Yu leaned over and kissed his forehead lovingly, "Have a good rest first, I'll make you some porridge." After that, Qi Yu walked into the kitchen and saw the brand new kitchen utensils and various kitchen appliances that had not been turned on and used. He immediately knew that Mu Bai's kitchen had not been used, let alone food.

Qi Yu quickly informed the driver to buy some ingredients while he sorted out the kitchen utensils first.

Feeling Qi Yu's deep love for him, Mu Bai imagined Qi Yu busy in the kitchen, and a warm feeling rose in his heart. Brother is so virtuous, making a loving meal for me. Even the fever didn't feel uncomfortable, and he felt happy, but he seemed to forget that he had no ingredients at home.

Mu Bai is still happy now, but what he doesn't know is that his hard days are still ahead. He is still sick now, and Qi Yu can't do anything to him. It's not certain whether he will recover.

After a while, the driver delivered the food to the door. He was a good cook. He had lived an independent life since he was a child. He moved out to live independently during college. Later, when Mr. Qi was seriously ill, he moved back. He decided to cook a bowl of nutritious porridge for Mu Bai.

Qi Yu expertly turned on the stove, heated the pot, and added the appropriate amount of water. He then prepared the porridge, along with the rice, lean meat, and vegetables. He meticulously chopped the vegetables and washed the rice, his movements skillful and graceful. Soon, the kitchen was filled with the delicious aroma of porridge, a mouth-watering delight.

While the porridge was cooking, Qi Yu would periodically return to the bedroom to check on Mu Bai, ensuring he was sleeping soundly. Mu Bai tossed and turned in discomfort, and Qi Yu would gently stroke Mu Bai's hair and pat his back, his eyes filled with tenderness and compassion. Time passed, and the porridge was finally cooked.

Qi Yu carefully scooped out a bowl and brought it to the bedside, waiting for Mu Bai to wake up and enjoy it. When the porridge became warm, Qi Yu gently shook Mu Bai awake, "My dear, wake up and drink some porridge before going to sleep, okay?"

Mu Bai hummed, Qi Yu pulled him out of the quilt and stroked his head gently, "Be good."

Qi Yu skillfully passed the spoon to Mu Bai's mouth. Mu Bai opened his mouth and drank. Although it tasted good, Mu Bai really had no appetite. He only drank half a bowl and couldn't drink any more. Qi Yu put the bowl aside, wanting to let Mu Bai continue to sleep, "Be good, sleep a little longer."

Mu Bai put his head on Qi Yu's legs in dissatisfaction, and put his arms around Qi Yu's waist, "No, I want my brother to hold me." He rubbed Qi Yu's abdomen with his head like a spoiled child. Qi Yu was a little stiff for a moment, and it took a long time for him to speak, "My dear, let me go first. Brother will go change clothes and sleep with you, okay?"

Mu Bai was dissatisfied, "No, it will be contagious."

Qi Yu quickly put him down and said, "It's okay, brother is in good health and not afraid of infection."

Qi Yu stood up, gently undressed, and changed into one of Mu Bai's home clothes. He quietly walked to the bedside and lay down carefully, fearing to disturb Mu Bai. However, the moment he lay down, Mu Bai, who had his eyes closed, seemed to sense his presence. As if he had Qi Yu's tracking device, he quickly turned around and buried himself tightly in Qi Yu's arms.

Although Mu Bai is taller than Qi Yu, he is like a helpless child at this moment, curled up in Qi Yu's arms, seeking warmth and comfort. He gently strokes Mu Bai's back and coaxes him to sleep.

Mu Bai sniffed the familiar fragrance and fell into a deep sleep. Qi Yu stayed with him for a while, then slowly got up and asked Special Assistant Lin to bring him the documents. He was here to handle the work. When Mu Bai woke up, he walked into the living room and saw Qi Yu leaning on the sofa reading documents. The sunlight gently fell on his face, as if covering him with a layer of golden light, cold and noble, inexplicably alluring. Mu Bai couldn't resist the temptation. With a cry, he climbed onto Qi Yu's thighs, hugged Qi Yu's cheek and kissed him wildly, grinning foolishly beside him.

Qi Yu raised his eyebrows, "You are fine now."

Mu Bai shook his head pitifully and pointed at his throat, "It hurts." His voice was hoarse, and Mu Bai pouted in disgust. Qi Yu rubbed his face, "It's okay, it sounds good. Brother will make you snow pear soup later to moisten your throat."

He went to the kitchen and got a bowl of soup and handed it to Mu Bai. Mu Bai shook his head, indicating that he didn't want to eat it and let Qi Yu eat it by himself. He lay lazily beside Qi Yu. Qi Yu didn't force him and drank it by himself.

Qi Yu took a break and continued working. After finishing his work, he took Mu Bai out to the supermarket to buy some necessities. He realized that Mu Bai's house was empty, with only the basic furniture. There was nothing to eat, including snacks, but there was plenty to drink, a full wine cabinet and a refrigerator full of cold drinks. He also complained that his room looked cold and indifferent, and his own was no less so.

If Mu Bai knew about this, he would definitely refute it vigorously, because he had just moved in. After seeing this, he had a great understanding of Mu Bai's living ability. It was very poor and he couldn't take care of himself. It didn't matter, Qi Yu could do it, so he could take care of it.

Qi Yu took Mu Bai to a nearby supermarket and bought a ton of stuff. Because it was a supermarket in a wealthy area, the service was excellent. Before Qi Yu and Mu Bai even got home, their stuff had already arrived. Qi Yu began to busily pack up, while Mu Bai followed behind him like a piece of crap. When Qi Yu asked him to rest, he shook his head, vowing to be his brother's little puppy.

After dinner, Mu Bai didn't eat much, but Qi Yu was so distressed that his white hair was almost growing out. After coaxing Mu Bai to take the medicine, Qi Yu began to stew pear soup for Mu Bai. Mu Bai drank some, and after washing up, Qi Yu forced him to go to bed. Qi Yu had read so many storybooks that he would have learned it a long time ago. He pinched Mu Bai's face lightly and said in a gentle tone, "Let's listen to the live version today, dear boy, and get a good sleep." The doting voice echoed in Mu Bai's ears. His wish was finally fulfilled. Mu Bai closed his eyes in satisfaction and hugged Qi Yu tightly.

Maybe it was because of the effect of the medicine, Mu Bai fell into a deep sleep. Qi Yu kissed him on the cheek gently and prepared to go to sleep. He hugged Mu Bai back, and the empty space in his heart was instantly filled.

In the middle of the night, Mu Bai was awakened by the pain in his body. He opened his phone and saw that it was the 15th. He was immediately disheartened. Needless to say, WC was finished. In the past, when he was in heaven, he would always feel inexplicable pain all over his body on the th of every month. In addition, he had no memory and had no idea what was going on.

After thinking about it for a while, he found that it seemed to be because he was insane. The key was that nothing he ate could relieve the pain and he could only endure it. Sometimes he would go find some ferocious beasts to fight to relieve the anger in his heart and vent it. Sometimes he would drink some wine to numb himself, but it lasted until the next day, and all the pain disappeared. It was really wonderful.