It's hard to get a marriage, and the husband spoils it

Chapter 146
After taking the medicine, Jian Anan found an ice pack from the refrigerator, wrapped it in a dry towel and placed it on Lu Rufeng's forehead.

Looking at the temperature of 39 degrees on the thermometer, Jian Anan looked worriedly at the man who was breathing heavily.

If the fever didn't subside after two hours, she had no choice but to send him to the hospital.

Jian Anan looked around the room. It has been four years, and the changes here have been minimal. Even the positions of the vases and indoor potted plants in her memory have remained the same.

Looking at the man who lost his youthful innocence and gained a calm and mature look, Jian An'an had mixed feelings in his heart.

……

The sky brightened outside the window.

Lu Rufeng murmured, and slowly opened his eyes. He was exhausted after a high fever, and his whole body was weak. He looked at the familiar ceiling, with his arms on his face, only his beautiful jaw was exposed, and a bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Sure enough, Jian Anan, who whispered to him that she would not leave and would not leave him, could only appear in his dreams.

In the next second, Lu Rufeng smelled the sweet smell of porridge, and his body froze.

He sat up abruptly, looked in the direction of the small kitchen, and saw a slender figure busy, took a spoon and blew lightly twice, lowered his head to taste, and put something into the pot.

Lu Rufeng stared at the figure in the small kitchen without daring to blink, he was afraid that this was his fantasy, how could Jian Anan appear here!

Jian Anan turned off the fire, turned around and met Lu Rufeng's dark eyes, and was slightly stunned for half a second.

The exquisite face returned to the usual indifference, untied the apron covering the kitchen cabinet, and walked towards Lu Rufeng.

"It's just in time for you to wake up. I only found rice in the kitchen and made some porridge. I put some salt in the porridge. You drink the porridge later, and then take two pills like the cold medicine on the table in front of you." gone."

After Jian Anan finished explaining, she reached out for the clothes and jacket that was placed on the sofa, "Senior Guan asked me to come over and take a look. I'm going to leave first."

Seeing that she was about to leave, Lu Rufeng subconsciously reached out and grabbed her fair wrist, "Wait!"

"Do you have anything else to say?"

"I..." Lu Rufeng's deep eyes flashed, and he covered his head with one hand, and said uncomfortablely: "I don't know, my head hurts so much, it feels like someone stuck it with a needle."

After suffering from a cold for a week, Lu Rufeng's face was very pale, coupled with his painful expression, it was hard to see that he was acting.

Jian An's heart tightened, she forgot that she said she wanted to leave, she threw the coat on the carpet, walked over, and put her hand on Lu Rufeng's forehead worriedly, her brows were tightly frowned.

"I still have a little fever. Did I catch a cold and cause a headache? Is it very painful? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"I don't know, it hurts anyway... Oops, it hurts..."

Jian Anan supported Lu Rufeng's arm, "Go, I'll take you to the hospital."

"It hurts, you help me lie down first, I'll lie down and see if it feels better."

There was no other way, Jian Anan could only listen to Lu Rufeng first, helped him lie down, took the pillow and put it behind his head, "Do you feel better?"

Lu Rufeng let out a long breath, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said languidly, "It seems much better to lie down."

Jian Anan just opened her mouth, and he immediately interrupted her, "Don't go to the hospital for the time being, if you have something to do, go first, thank you for your help last night, don't waste your time because of me."

His face was pale, his lips curled up, his smile was uglier than crying, and he looked very weak.

Jian Anan pursed her lips, staring at Lu Rufeng in silence.

I could see through Lu Rufeng's little thoughts at a glance, but seeing his pale face and his painful expression just now, my heart softened involuntarily.

"I've been delayed all night, I don't care about it for a while, I'll wait until I leave, and I'll serve you the porridge first."

"Okay, thank you."

Jian Anan turned around and went to the small kitchen, Lu Rufeng was lying on the sofa smiling like a cat stealing fish.

Jian Anan came out with the porridge, and said expressionlessly, "Get up and drink the porridge."

Lu Rufeng exerted strength on his waist and sat up from the sofa, but he held his forehead as soon as he sat up, and his body lay back limply.

"Headache. It hurts when you sit up. You put it down first. I'll see if it feels better before eating."

Jian Anan didn't know Lu Rufeng well yet, so she took a spoon from the kitchen and fed the porridge to his mouth, "Hurry up and take the medicine after eating."

A smile welled up in Lu Rufeng's eyes, he opened his mouth, and obediently ate the porridge that Jian Anan handed over.

Halfway through eating the porridge, Lu Rufeng looked at Jian An'an thoughtfully for half a second, and called out unexpectedly, "An'an."

"Huh? Is something wrong?"

Jian Anan subconsciously opened her mouth in response, and the next second, her soft little hand was held by a big hand with a high temperature, and the porridge on the spoon was passed to her mouth, and she swallowed it before she could react.

She had a cold face, but Lu Rufeng showed a gentle smile.

"I see you didn't take a bite of anything, I'm full, you should eat some too." As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something, "Sorry, I used the spoon just now, I have a cold, don't bother You are infected, you'd better take some medicine to prevent it."

"No need, my body is not as delicate as your young master."

I thought Lu Rufeng would be displeased, but he still smiled, "Yeah, I'm delicate, I fall down when the wind blows, and I still have a bad cold. For the sake of being so pitiful, you stay and take care of my two friends." How is the day?"

Jian Anan is angry, a 1.8-meter tall man with a strong body, are you ashamed to admit that you are delicate?

"I have something to do later, you inform the Lu family servant to take care of you, I have to go."

Lu Rufeng grasped her wrist quickly, "You promised Shaoqing to take care of me, do you want to break your promise?"

"I do not have……"

Before he finished speaking, Lu Rufeng lowered his eyes, smiled miserably, and let go of his hand suddenly.

"You go, I've had this cold for a week, and I can't die."

Jian Anan raised her feet and walked forward, remembering that Guan Shaoqing said that he had a high fever repeatedly for a week, and now he still has a low fever, and maybe he will have a high fever again.

Thinking that everyone was burning in a daze last night, she put down her clothes and jacket, picked up the dishes and went into the small kitchen.

Listening to the sound of washing dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen, Lu Rufeng chuckled inwardly, with his arms under his head, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a happy mood.

I really hope the cold doesn't get better so quickly.

……

evening.

Just like when she was in college, Jian Anan asked Lu Rufeng to sleep in the bedroom. She lay on the sofa, staring at the ceiling with her eyes open, feeling unspeakably irritable, and finally pulled the quilt over her head and forced herself to sleep.

It was late at night that Lu Rufeng realized that he was really crow-mouthed.

He sneaked out of the bedroom, tiptoed to the sofa and sat down, leaning over to steal incense and jade, and as soon as he got close, he noticed something was wrong with Jian Anan.

She was breathing very hot, and her cheeks were flushed, his heart skipped a beat, and his big hand with well-defined bones touched her forehead, the skin under the palm was hot.

She also has a fever!
(End of this chapter)