Pass the pen to Mrs. Fairy

"Why are you up?" Qiu Quyuan, who turned off the fire in the kitchen and was about to wake up Lu Chenye to eat something first, walked into the living room, and saw Lu Chenye himself wrapped in a thicker home clothes, in his arms. He sat on the sofa in the living room with a hot water bottle in his arms.

The sofa was replaced by Qiu Quyuan after Lu Chenye moved in, because Lu Chenye moved his butt from time to time when he was sitting, and always pressed his hand on the sofa cushion.

After that, Qiu Quyuan replaced the sofa, just to let Lu Chenye sit more comfortably.

Now Lu Chenye was sunk on the sofa, as lazy as a cat.

Walking to Lu Chenye's side, Qiu Quyuan picked up the back of his hand and felt Lu Chenye's temperature. Lu Chenye's temperature had already dropped, but his complexion was still not so good-looking. "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Lu Chenye shook his head feebly, "Yuan Yuan sit down."

"Wait." After speaking, without waiting for Lu Chenye to refuse, Qiu Quyuan went into the bedroom to get the thermometer.

At night, because he was afraid of something unexpected happening to Lu Chenye, Qiu Quyuan put the family medicine box next to the bed cabinet.

While holding the thermometer, Qiu Quyuan saw the familiar bracelet lying quietly on the counter at a glance.

Qiu Quyuan just gave it a disappointed look, and then cheered up and went to the living room.

Lu Chenye obediently asked Qiu Quyuan to take his temperature, and looked at her silently, not knowing whether it was because of weakness or some other reason, Lu Chenye didn't make a sound during this period.

The thermometer issued a "beep!" sound, 37.2 ℃, "Fortunately, the fever has subsided."

"Well, Yuanyuan, sit down." Lu Chenye finally opened his mouth.

"Wait a little longer." After putting away the thermometer, Qiu Quyuan turned and went into the kitchen again.

Although the fever has subsided and his body is not as uncomfortable as last night, Lu Chenye still feels sore and weak all over. Every time he says a word, it takes more than half of his strength.

But when he spoke twice, Qiu Quyuan was indifferent, and the feeling of powerlessness due to exhaustion was added to the irritability at this time.

After Qiu Quyuan approached, Lu Chenye frowned and couldn't help but growled, "Sit down!"

"I see." While speaking, Qiu Quyuan scooped up a spoonful of porridge from the bowl, handed it to Lu Chenye's mouth, and blocked her slightly opened mouth, "Before I say anything, let me pity you." Is your stomach full?"

The angry Lu Chenye would only look more attractive in Qiu Quyuan's eyes. Lu Chenye didn't eat at first, but then he opened his mouth and took a bite.

After taking a mouthful of slightly hot shredded chicken porridge, my body, which was still a bit cold, also warmed up, "It's a bit salty."

Hearing this, Qiu Quyuan put down the spoon, "Wait a minute, I'll cook another pot and find you something else to eat first."

"No need." Lu Chenye stretched out his hand to grab the anxious person in front of him, his pale fingers tightly grasped Qiu Quyuan's wrist, the warmth between his fingers moved Lu Chenye's heart.

Busy lowered his head, hiding the complex emotions in his eyes, "It's delicious."

"But it's salty..." Qiu Quyuan retorted.

This time Lu Chenye finally looked up at Qiu Quyuan and said, "But it's delicious, just a little bit. You know, my tongue is sensitive from time to time."

Qiu Quyuan originally wanted to insist, but seeing Lu Chenye's appearance, he didn't say anything anymore, "Then eat less, and fill your stomach first."

"Ah."

Before cooking, Qiu Quyuan specially tasted the taste, and knew that Lu Chenye's sense of taste would always be more sensitive than usual when he was feeling uncomfortable, so he specially put less salt in it, but unexpectedly it still made her feel salty up.

Qiu Quyuan only fed half a bowl, and after half a bowl, Lu Chenye wanted to eat more, but Qiu Quyuan refused, "Your tongue can't stand it, forget it, I'll cook you a pot of porridge later, okay?"

Seeing the tenderness in Qiu Quyuan's eyes, Lu Chenye couldn't help softening his voice, and said, "Okay."

After washing the dishes and putting them in the cupboard, he cooked a pot of fresh white porridge for Lu Chenye again.

Lu Chenye's gaze followed Qiu Quyuan who was busy in the kitchen from here to there, and from there to here again, without feeling tired at all.

Looking at the familiar Qiu Quyuan, Lu Chenye couldn't help but reflect on himself, is everything he saw true?Maybe it's true, as they say, seeing is not believing.

But, in that case, what exactly is it that makes one person lean forward while the other person backs away, blushing and covering his mouth?

Thinking about it, Lu Chenye's eyes suddenly turned red, and he forced himself to look away.

The sofa beside him sank, and Lu Chenye, who was in a daze, finally came back to his senses and said, "I want to hear your explanation."

Qiu Quyuan gently wrapped the person into his arms, and Lu Chenye resisted a little: "Don't make any moves, it's very serious now, don't throw sugar-coated cannonballs at me."

Although Lu Chenye was a little weak even when speaking due to exhaustion, every word was still heard clearly in Qiu Quyuan's ears.

It's a pity that these supposedly serious threats were especially soothing to Qiu Quyuan, "Well, good."

After 1 minute, Qiu Quyuan still maintained this movement and did not let go of Lu Chenye. He even got his hands into the hem of Lu Chenye's home clothes and touched Lu Chenye's soft belly.

Qiu Quyuan's hands are warm and warm all year round, higher than Lu Chenye's daily body surface temperature, so after getting acquainted with Qiu Quyuan, Lu Chenye will never resist Qiu Quyuan again. touch.

Lu Chenye felt Qiu Quyuan's warm palm on Lu Chenye's slightly cool skin. After falling into obsession at first, Lu Chenye quickly came to his senses and grabbed Qiu Quyuan's arm, "You..."

"Does it still hurt?" Qiu Quyuan raised his eyes and said seriously, "You are already cold, it is not suitable to drink alcohol during this period, and your stomach has always been bad, you should eat less spicy food, let alone Once drinking."

"It's very serious now, don't move your hands." Lu Chenye scolded in a low voice with a straight face.

Hearing Lu Chenye's scolding, Qiu Quyuan kept moving his hands, and continued, "Did you listen to what I said just now?"

"I heard it, so you take your hoof away!"

This time, Qiu Quyuan didn't insist any more, and stretched out his hand from the hem of Lu Chenye's clothes, and pulled the hem of the home clothes again, then changed his movements, wrapped his arms around Lu Chenye's waist, "Okay, you What do you want to hear?"

Lu Chenye expressed his powerlessness towards Qiu Quyuan's shameless behavior, and in the end he couldn't make trouble with the other party and had to give up.

After taking a deep breath and calming his mood, Lu Chenye said, "I want to hear an explanation about that girl."

"Anything is fine." Lu Chenye added.