Sang Yu finished crying, feeling a lot more comfortable, wiping his wet face and raising his head from Lan Qin's knees, he was simply refreshed.
Luckily, she only wore the base makeup today Otherwise, it will definitely become a panda eye.
Lan Qin's eyes were always fixed on her, struggling to suppress the desire to take her into his arms immediately, watching her sit up straight, her slender arms let go of him, and her long black hair flew up a few strands, like an aggrieved little animal curled up and fried.
The little animal turned its head, its eyes were dripping, the tip of its nose and lips were bloodshot red, and it apologized to him in a dumb voice: "I'm sorry, Qinqin, I used you as a pillow."
Hug, pillow Lan Qin straightened her back, and the pillow was very good, so that she could lean on it relaxedly.
He looked at the fabric of the trousers on his knees, and the irregular little map was painted with her tears, and he secretly decided that he would fold the trousers and box them up at the top of the closet, and never wear them again.
To be treasured.
Sang Yu sat cross-legged on the carpet, sniffed, hesitantly pressed his lower abdomen, and asked him with a tangled face: "Are you hungry?"
She was crying hungry Lan Qin also pressed his own, but did not answer.
In fact, the discomfort in other places is much more painful than hunger.
Before he came back, he was just cold, but now he has survived the coldest stage, but he began to feel hot, simply exhaling and inhaling, his throat and mouth will burn, and his eyes are even more hot because of the grinding of lenses, and he can't open them quickly, and he begins to have faint tears.
He knew how useless this body was.
This whole night, he blew too much, his emotions fluctuated too much, his physical strength was exhausted, and cold sweat poured out layer by layer, I am afraid that he will not be able to escape the result of high fever Can't let Sang Yu bother.
He had to go upstairs as soon as possible, hide back in his room, and go to sleep quickly, maybe he would be fine when he woke up.
Lan Qin knew that she was hungry, so he leaned over and took the small cardboard box on the coffee table, lifted the lid, revealing the soft white coconut milk cake inside, picked up the small spoon and handed it to her.
Then stand up as naturally as you can and pour her a cup of hot water at the table.
Sang Yu carried a small spoon, "You have to give it to me" He obviously can't put it down.
Lan Qin nodded, afraid that writing would leak discomfort, so he sent her on his mobile phone, "I'm not hungry, you eat and rest early, and I received a WeChat message in the morning that you are willing to sign a contract, and I have already arranged the room, and you can live directly." ” He spent most of the day decorating the room.
Sang Yu was stunned, it turned out that he had prepared so properly She picked up the coconut milk cake, "Are you sure you don't want to eat it?"
Lan Qin smiled lightly and shook his head.
She let out a long "oh" and picked up a piece, the milk cake was trembling and tender, and her appearance was super tempting, "Really say it first, I don't have to wait until next time I do this." ” Lan Qin's lips tightened, and he continued to shake his head slowly.
It looks like it tastes particularly good He hasn't eaten coconut milk cake yet Endure.
The clothes on his shoulders were about to be penetrated by sweat, and he could clearly feel the loss of energy, knowing that he could no longer stay in the living room, and was just about to resist the temptation to shake his head to the end, when he suddenly saw the coconut milk cake rapidly enlarged and appeared straight in front of him.
Creamy and intense.
The hand holding it is soft and white.
He also shook at him with the meaning of invitation Lan Qin was bewitched, instinctively opened his lips, the spoonful of coconut milk cake did not pause at all, and it was sent in seconds, and the glutinous glutinous fell on the tip of his tongue.
He was fed Sang Yu successfully fed, his eyes crooked to express his satisfaction, and he withdrew his hand triumphantly, "Even if you are not hungry, you have to taste it, it is super delicious." ” Lan Qin swallowed in a daze.
It's really delicious.
Sang Yu scooped up another spoonful and showed him from multiple angles, with the tail of his eyes hooked slightly, "Do you want more?"
Lan Chin felt that he had to firmly refuse.
But before the determination could be firmed, Sang Yu once again handed the spoon to his mouth, and the person also approached, and asked with a smile: "Take another bite" Lan Qin held his breath.
Take a bite and take a bite.
He seems to be able to hold on a bit.
Open your mouth, send it in, ahhhhh The light milky fragrance melted in the scorching temperature of his mouth, and Lan Qin couldn't help but squint.
It turns out that eating can really become such a process of enjoyment.
Sang Yu was worried that he would be uncomfortable and held on, so he gave her all the coconut milk cakes he was reluctant to eat, knowing that he was shy and would not refuse, so he deliberately used this method to tease him to eat a few bites to fill his stomach, so as not to make his stomach uncomfortable when he slept.
I didn't expect to be so happy.
The fright and sadness of the whole night vanished in the joy he had unintentionally revealed.
When half of the coconut milk cake was left, Lan Qin resolutely refused to eat it, went into the kitchen to get a new spoon, divided the edges into a thin layer, shaved off the stained ones, and pushed the clean part to Sang Yu.
Sang Yu smiled, "I don't dislike you." ” Lan Qin licked his lower lip, but he hated himself.
After Sang Yu finished eating, he saw that Lan Qin was in a hurry to go upstairs, thinking that he was tired, and after finding the location of his residence, he sent him to the staircase.
Seeing him enter the room, she relaxed, rubbed her hair back to the first floor, turned off the living room ceiling light, and pushed open the door to her bedroom.
Before pushing the door, she was still thinking about it, today is really a special situation, she accepted Lan Qin's protection, and wanted to come to this stable place to settle down first and solve the urgent need.
Wait until tomorrow when she goes out to find a house, she can't be so at ease Thinking of half a section, the door opened completely.
Inside, a warm-colored wall lamp illuminates the room.
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The color is a light gray blue, all the fabrics are embroidered, and her slippers style is the same, the furniture is impeccable, there are still a string of soft small colored lights hanging at the head of the bed, and two cute little dolls are placed in the middle of the bed.
As soon as the door is closed, it becomes a safe and quiet little world.
Sang Yu was stunned and stood still.
It took a long time to lean against the door and exhale, biting her fingers and thinking silently, can you swallow the sentence just now She admits that she has a small vision and she has no interest, and she may be reluctant to leave this room after she has lived in it Sang Yu didn't feel too tired in front of Lan Qin, and as soon as he arrived in the private space, he immediately had a sore back.
She slumped on the big bed, staring at the ceiling with her eyes open, sure that the world was really mysterious.
The first time she came to the door for injections, she also rode a little sheep and felt that this place was out of reach, and in less than a month, she actually entered the house and slept on the master's bed in a grand manner.
Oh no, it's not the host's bed, it's the bed provided by the host She rolled over and rubbed on the bed, some memories of intimate contact involuntarily came back, she remembered the temperature of Lan Qin's arms, the tight arc on her waist, her face heated up, arched into the quilt and scratched the bed.
Although tired, but not sleepy, and easy to be cranky, Sang Yu turned over and sat up again, seeing that there was a laptop on the desk, complete with paper and pen, she simply got up and sat down at the table, and began to gather her mind, and carefully arranged Lan Qin's meal schedule for the next week.
Lan Qin provided her with countless conveniences and care.
What she has to do is to keep him well fed and well-fed, and his body recovers.
Let's arrange for a week for the time being, and start strictly implementing the plan from tomorrow morning, and after communicating with Song Zhiyu face-to-face about Lan Qin's condition, we will do long-term recovery meals.
Lanqin's spleen and stomach are weak, and it must be soft and glutinous and easy to digest in the early stage Sang Yu finished listing all kinds of paste and porridge, and went back to turn it over twice, the more she looked at it, the more it looked like baby food is more than 1.85 meters tall, looks like a beautiful country, and can fall from the sky to save her baby Lan Qin at a critical moment.
Sang Yu laughed out loud, decided what to do tomorrow morning, got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
She walked in while unbuttoning her clothes, and found that the bathtub was in the shape of a shell, with a huge size, and couldn't help but go over and touch it curiously.
That's right, in the tall snow-white bathtub, there are seven or eight different shapes neatly arranged toy Plastic ducklings, bunnies, penguins, and small fish of all colors Sang Yu leaned over and picked up one, seeing that the label had not been removed, she gently pinched it, and the duckling actually "quacked" twice, which was extremely terrifying in the middle of the night.
With a shake of her hand, she turned the duck over and saw a line of waterproof small print notes printed on her belly "Suitable for children over three years old to play in the bath."
Her employer not only decorated the room, but also prepared a lot of bath toys for her So what's the situation now She treats Lan Chin like a mushy baby.
Lan Qin treats her like a three-year-old girl who needs toys to take a bath In the end, Sang Yu couldn't bear to touch the shell bathtub full of childlike fun, so she simply took a shower and went to bed.
The mattress was thick and fluffy, and she sank into the quilt and crawled and crawled again before crawling to the center of the bed.
Thinking that she finally didn't have to be afraid of falling out of bed in the middle of the night, she didn't have time to be happy, and fatigue came up exponentially.
The dream was full of Lan Qin's appearance, his hand hammered the door until the flesh was blurred and the door was broken, he rushed in, took her into his arms, and whispered in her ear say say Sang Yu's nerves jumped, and she woke up suddenly, and the morning light shone into the window, and she heard a slurred voice outside the door.
It seems to be a woman According to what Lan Qin said, the sound insulation of the door is very good, and it can be transmitted in, which means that the volume is definitely not low.
She woke up completely from her beautiful and sour dream, hurriedly got up, simply cleaned up, opened the door a crack, and suddenly raised the loud female voice instantly clear, "What do you want to do, don't you die?"
"I want to endure the high fever and pass through your own condition, you don't know" "And eyes, I don't even bother to talk about you, it's not enough to be dumb, and I still want to be blind."
Sang Yu heard it in two sentences, it was Song Zhiyu.
She was talking to Lan Qin, Lan Qin had a high fever, and what happened to her eyes Sang Yu's heart sank, and she walked into the living room quickly, making sure that Song Zhiyu was on the second floor, she was tired, she was out of breath and stopped, Uncle Chen's consolation sounded faintly, "He has burned to more than thirty-nine degrees, don't you" "Nothing else" "Leave him alone" Song Zhiyu slapped the table with a "snap", "If I didn't care, he would have tossed himself to death" Sang Yu was shocked when she heard this, grabbed the railing and strode upstairs, Lan Qin's bedroom door was open, Song Zhiyu stood by the bed with an angry face, Uncle Chen was not far away, and sighed sadly, the figure on the bed was blocked, and it was not clear from the outside at all.
What the hell happened to Lan Chin Was it a high fever caused by an injury and inflammation yesterday, or a cold?
Sang Yu was so anxious that her throat was smoking, she didn't care about the atmosphere inside, she tensed her body and knocked on the door, "Teacher Song, Uncle Chen." ” Both pairs of eyes looked at her together.
Sang Yu's attention was all on Lan Qin, and it was obvious that as soon as Lan Qin heard her coming, he immediately turned over in a panic and turned his back to her direction.
Song Zhiyu was silent for a moment, and finally sighed helplessly, blocked Lan Qin, and said as gently as possible: "Xiaoyu, I already understand the contract you signed, and the current situation, Lan Qin's physique is weak and he has a fever, you can help him boil something to swallow first, and we will talk later." ” Sang Yu pursed her lips, still staring at the bulging silhouette in the quilt.
Why did he seem to be hiding from her "Little Fish" "Okay."
Sang Yu paused for a few seconds, hoping that Lan Qin would give her a little response, but no.
She obviously couldn't see Lan Qin's face, but she could feel that his whole body was frozen helplessly, she endured it and turned to go out.
Behind him, Song Zhiyu reminded, "Xiaoyu, you can rest downstairs when you are ready, and let Lao Chen bring it up." ” Sang Yu was puzzled, glanced at Lan Qin a few more times, and nodded silently.
When she went downstairs, Song Zhiyu's deliberately lowered voice floated out, "It's okay to hide it, what is there to hide, she is in front of you, you can still hide it forever" "A good pair of eyes" Sang Yu continued to walk down, unable to hear clearly.
Lan Chin's eyes Sang Yu lowered her head and entered the kitchen, the ingredients had not yet been officially purchased, she found the existing suitable one, and planned to cook a bowl of pear lily porridge.
She carefully crushed the glutinous rice, boiled it into a gelatinous texture, mixed the ingredients evenly in the middle, and added a little rock sugar.
During the process, he always frowned and forced himself to concentrate.
But she couldn't control her mind and ran to the bedroom upstairs, Lan Qin had a high fever, it must have something to do with last night's incident, it was because she wasn't careful enough to find his abnormality in time.
But you can't see it.
Sang Yu bit her lip, rubbed her fingers against each other, and couldn't sit still, and finally waited until the porridge was ready, she quickly put it out to dry and warm, and brought it to the table.
There was no movement upstairs.
She walked to the staircase and shouted tentatively, "Teacher Song, Uncle Chen" Song Zhiyu came out of the room next to Lan Qin when she heard the sound, shook her mobile phone, and signaled to wait, she was answering the phone.
Sang Yu nodded and continued to look for Uncle Chen's shadow.
He shouted twice, but there was still no answer.
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She waited five minutes, feeling the temperature of the porridge bowl, and it was about to get cold.
Song Zhiyu's phone call is not over yet.
Uncle Chen also lost his shadow.
Sang Yu really couldn't wait, she didn't know Lan Qin, why couldn't she serve it directly, she had to go through someone else's hands This bedroom, she has nothing to get into.
Lan Qin is a person, what can't she see.
Sang Yu settled down, waited for another three minutes, and seeing that the situation had not changed, she no longer hesitated, picked up the porridge bowl, walked up the stairs, and went straight to the door of Lan Qin's room.
The door was open.
She put her hand on the doorknob, and inexplicably remembered the scene when she gave him an injection for the first time, it was cloudy and rainy, he was wearing an eye patch, and half of his face was stunning.
It's like stepping back in time.
Sang Yu's heart suddenly swelled up with some indescribable strange nervousness, she paused, pushed the door in, Lan Qin closed her eyes and lay flat on the bed, without an eye patch, her pale cheeks flushed with an abnormal pale red, and she was short of breath.
She thought he was asleep, and tiptoed in with the bowl in her hand.
At the same time as the footsteps sounded, Lan Qin raised his eyes extremely sensitively, and the moment he saw that it was her, he froze suddenly, and the look on his face could be called panicked.
Sang Yu's intuition was wrong, he hurriedly put down the porridge bowl and walked towards him quickly, "Qinqin" Lan Qin instinctively turned his head away, his arm trembled, he turned over and groped under the pillow, he couldn't find the blindfold he was looking for in a hurry, he was so nervous that he gasped, his mind was blank, he staggered out of bed and almost fell down.
Sang Yu's nerves tightened as he moved, catching up with him and supporting him.
Lan Qin was so bent on avoiding her that he even had no way to pull the wardrobe door by the wall, wanting to hide in and not let Sang Yu see it.
Don't see it Don't look into his eyes He was in so much pain, so uncomfortable, he couldn't wear the lenses today.
I don't want her to find out She had just arrived with him, and she was just willing to stay and spend time with him.
He didn't want to stop, afraid that she would look at him with disgust and coldly call him a "youkai".
Lan Qin's pajamas were messy, his lips were bitten red like blood, and he was panting to shrink himself into the cupboard.
Raising his eyes in a panic and lowering his eyes, two colors that could not be concealed flashed through Sang Yu's eyes like a shock.
Stunned, she grabbed the corner of Lan Qin's coat, grabbed his steel-plated arm, and forced him to turn to face her.
"Chin Chin," her voice trembled faintly, "you open your eyes." ” Lan Qin gritted his teeth.
Sang Yu stared at him tightly without blinking, "You open your eyes, let me see." ” His long black eyelashes slowly wet.
"Lanchin" I was so anxious that I cried.
Lan Qin's throat rolled hard, and there was nowhere to escape.
The morning sun is warm.
Floor-to-ceiling windows paint the room, and the bright morning sun is everywhere.
Lan Qin gave up the struggle almost in despair, and in her intently watching, she raised her eyes little by little, revealing glass-like, clear and clear eyes of different colors. gd1806102: