After waking up, I became a hidden bride

Chapter 76 Going to bed after drinking ginger soup
Nan Jia walked down the stairs, listening to Fu Tingxiao's low voice when talking on the phone, she couldn't help slowing down her steps, and slowly approached the sofa.

The phone in Fu Tingxiao's hand was hung up at this moment.

He closed his eyes, leaned his whole body on the sofa, and held his head high.

Nan Jia stepped forward, put her hands on his sides, lowered her head, and under the light, her shadow just covered Fu Tingxiao's body.

Even though he closed his eyes, Fu Tingxiao still noticed the change in front of him and opened them immediately.

"Are you awake? Why didn't you call me? Are you still feeling sick?" Fu Tingxiao hurriedly stood up, intending to drag Nan Jia to see what happened.

Although Nanjia is still suffering from a cold, her condition is obviously much better than when she just returned home, and her eyes are much brighter, but her voice is completely hoarse.

"It's okay." After saying these two words, Nanjia couldn't stop coughing immediately, and frowned because of the pain in her throat while coughing.

"Is it okay? Go back to the bedroom and lie down!" Fu Tingxiao said anxiously.

Nanjia shook her head, really resisting.

Fu Tingxiao had no choice but to go back to the bedroom to help her get a coat and put it on before she felt relieved.

Nanjia sat on the sofa and curled up into a ball, a big winter coat was enough to cover her whole body.

Fu Tingxiao stretched out his hand to cover her forehead, feeling that the temperature was still a bit high, and suddenly remembered the ginger soup in the kitchen that Aunt Wang had mentioned before she left.

"Wait here obediently." After Fu Tingxiao finished speaking, he turned around and went to the kitchen.

Nan Jia turned her head curiously, and after waiting for a few minutes, she saw Fu Tingxiao walking over with a bowl carefully.

The smell of steaming soup reached Nanjia's nose, and the strong smell of ginger made Nanjia's expression change suddenly, and she immediately moved away.

"The ginger soup that Aunt Wang made for you to dispel the cold before she left has rock sugar in it. She said it can relieve cough. Drink it." Fu Tingxiao said softly.

"It smells bad." Nanjia said hoarsely.

Fu Tingxiao smiled slightly, and put the bowl on the coffee table, "You have to drink that too, here."

Nan Jia shook her head, "Don't drink it, it smells bad." After speaking, Nan Jia moved a little further away.

No matter how you say it is sick, it is inevitable that you will play a little temper and be easily wronged.

Fu Tingxiao sighed helplessly, picked up the bowl, took a small sip with a spoon, and handed it to Nan Jia's mouth, coaxing her for a long time before forcing her to take a sip.

The strong taste of ginger is all concentrated in the soup, but the taste of the soup that should be slightly bitter and spicy seems to be neutralized by the light sweetness of rock sugar. After drinking it in one sip, you can feel the warmth immediately after entering your throat It spread all over the body, and the hands and feet that were gradually getting cold seemed to have recovered some warmth.

Fu Tingxiao was satisfied when a bowl of ginger soup was bottomed out, and asked concerned: "How is it? Is your body warmer?"

"It's much better." Nanjia nodded and curled up into a ball again.

Nanjia, who was sick, seemed to be much weaker than before. She sat obediently on the sofa and watched TV, and occasionally laughed because of the funny variety shows on TV.

Seeing that she was fine, Fu Tingxiao was relieved, sat beside her and looked at the document in his hand without saying a word.

I don't know how long it has passed, the variety show on TV has changed to a new one, drowsiness gradually hits, Nan Jia yawns.

Hearing the movement, Fu Tingxiao turned his head to look sideways, and said softly, "If you're tired, just lean on me and sleep for a while."

Nan Jia didn't answer, and leaned obediently on Fu Tingxiao's shoulder, but felt that the posture was uncomfortable, so she slowly lowered her head on Fu Tingxiao's lap, curled up on the sofa, Using the coat as a quilt, he fell asleep again.

(End of this chapter)