Girl, you are being calculated!

"Ahem...I mean, you are handsome, even more handsome than when you were not sick!" Huanhuan's little face flushed, and his eyes moved down, daring not to look at his disastrous face.

"Handsome?" He raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly, and pulled her into his arms, "Then you are so fascinated by me that you want to make love with me?"

"Go!" She pushed him, but her hands and feet were soft and she had no strength at all.

that's nice!

It's so nice of him to smile so brightly.

I really hate the way he looked sick last night, which made her heart twitch and made her feel uncomfortable.

"Girl," he stroked her hair, his voice still a little hoarse, "do you want to say something to me?"

She pouted her lips and buried her head in his arms, "Think, what do you want to hear?"

"casual."

"Well, let's do whatever you want," playing with the buttons on his chest, she narrated in detail how she and Ye Cheng met, and how many times she owed Ye Cheng great favors, and finally she Sighing, "So, I am very happy that he called me last night and asked me to take him home. I owe him so much favor, and I can pay back a little bit. As for you..."

She poked his chest hard, "I'm not afraid of how much I owe you!"

"Why?" His heart was as bright as the sun shining into the summer, and he asked knowingly in a joking tone.

"No reason!" She glared at him ferociously, "Who told you to always bully me? You deserve it! I just want to bully you, always bully you, bully you forever!"

The last sentence blurted out without thinking, and after she finished speaking, her face turned red, and she buried her face in his arms and refused to come out.

He stroked her hair, and a nice laugh escaped from his throat, "Okay, I welcome you to bully me for the rest of your life!"

"I won't tell you anymore!" She escaped from his arms with a blushing face, rushed out the door like the wind, and brought in a bowl of porridge after a while, "When I woke up, the hourly worker had already finished the meal, but She doesn't know that you are sick, and the lean meat porridge you boiled, you have a cough and fever, so you can't drink meat porridge, so, I cooked rice for you, and I drank the meat porridge by myself!"

Her little face was flushed, and she was beaming with joy as she spoke, as if she had taken advantage of all the lean meat and porridge.

"Hey, your plain porridge!" She handed the porridge happily, as if she was a little gloating.

"I don't drink, I have no appetite." He frowned.

"What if you don't drink it?" She raised her eyebrows ferociously, "Although white porridge is not good to drink, it is good for people! Besides, this is the love porridge I made at the expense of sleep, you must drink it up, not a single drop is left! "

"Let me drink it, but you have to feed me!"

"..." I knew this guy would not let her go easily!

She sighed resignedly, took the spoon, and fed him mouthfuls, watching him drink up a bowl of porridge to the bottom.

He smashed his mouth, "I have no taste in my mouth, I want to eat meat!"

"Don't even think about it!" She made a face at him, "Who told you not to cherish your body and go to the rain so stupidly? There is no meat to eat today!"

He lowered his eyes and said nothing, looking like he was being abused.

"Stop pretending!" She chuckled, and tapped his forehead, "Be honest, did you get jealous when you came back in the rain last night?"

"I don't care about you!" He lazily lay back on the bed, "I want to sleep!"

"Don't sleep!" She threw herself on him and scratched his itch, "Say it quickly, is it because you are jealous? Sad? Heartbroken? That's why you tortured yourself? Is it? Is it?"