Subian Kings Canyon

Chapter 162 Everything is Calculated (14)

Early the next morning, Zhuge Liang woke up from the cold.

He frowned, obviously feeling a little dizzy, probably because of a cold.

And the little girl who was still sleeping soundly on the King size bed had flushed cheeks, bright red lips, and long and curly eyelashes, like two little butterflies, kissing her eyes.

He was cold all night, but the little girl slept well.

Zhuge Liang felt dissatisfied, so he couldn't help stretching out his hand, and pinched her face, it was as soft as tofu, and it felt good, so he pinched it again.

Yan Huan frowned in annoyance, and suddenly opened his eyes, feeling unhappy about being woken up.

The four eyes met, Zhuge Liang was embarrassed.

He withdrew his hand and coughed twice unnaturally, "Get up."

The voice was hoarse and rustling just after waking up, and Yan Huan jumped a couple of beats when he heard it.

She sat up from the bed in a daze, and said in a daze, "Huh? I obviously lay on the floor?"

Zhuge Liang raised his eyebrows coldly, the embarrassment that flashed in his eyes turned into disgust.

"You felt cold at night, so you just climbed into my bed, so I had to sleep on the floor."

Mou Liang, who was talking nonsense in a serious manner, had no unnatural expression on his face.

Yan Huan's eyes widened, his brain froze.

She climbed onto Zhuge Liang's bed? !
Does she have the guts? !
Yan Huan's face flushed red, he was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground and sneak in!

suspicious of life
Yan Huan lay down again numbly, grabbed the quilt to cover his head, and said in a muffled voice, "I, I'll sleep again..."

Zhuge Liang glanced at the ostrich-like Yan Huan, curled his lips, and went downstairs in a good mood.

Yan Huan waited until he left before slowly getting up and going downstairs to have breakfast.

Breakfast is for two people. Today is pumpkin porridge with egg pancakes.

Yan Huan pawed at the porridge in the bowl, thinking of Zhuge Liang's nasal voice in the morning, he felt guilty.

He should have a cold.

If he hadn't climbed into his bed at night, he wouldn't have made the floor.

It's so cold at night, Zhuge Liang is really pitiful.

The kind-hearted Yan Huan was filled with guilt.

So, when Zhuge Liang came back in the evening, when he opened the door, he received Yan Huan's guilt-ridden eyes.

"Master Zhuge..."

Zhuge Liang untied his system coat, put it on the hanger at the door, and replied in a low voice, "Huh?"

The low-pitched and magnetic sound, with a rising end note, tickles people's hearts.

Yan Huan ran to the kitchen, brought over a cup of steaming ginger soup, and handed it over as if offering a treasure.

"Drink a cup of ginger soup and sleep at night, and the cold will be cured."

There was a caring light in her eyes, the black pupils were as bright as obsidian, clean and spotless.

Zhuge Liang thought she was trying to tease him again, so he picked it up and took a small sip.

The pungent smell of ginger rushed straight to the top of his head, and he frowned in disgust.

Yan Huan spoke, his voice was immature but old-fashioned.

"Good medicine is bitter. Although this is not good, it is very useful for colds."

It was not a trick.

Zhuge Liang looked at her a few more times, little drops of steam condensed on the long eyelashes, and the light blue eyes became more and more clear like washing with water, revealing a little tenderness.

to be cared about.

This feeling is the first time.

No. 001 is not under Lin Yao's command, so this cup of ginger soup should be cooked by herself.

Ginger soup flowed down his throat to his limbs, and by the way, it warmed his ever-cold heart.

Yan Huan watched him drink ginger soup longingly, and spoke thoughtfully.

"You can sleep in bed tonight."

Zhuge Liang choked.

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(End of this chapter)