My Invincible Twin Babies

Song Weiyu smiled guilty. She didn't expect that she was so fragile. It was just a cooling down. She couldn't resist the flu.

"... this is not going to be completed soon. This bidding will be very important..." Song Weiyu whispered more and more under Huo Tianhao's eyes. The other party's eyes became darker and darker. She thought she was going to eat people. She pulled up the quilt to block the other party's sight with a guilty heart.

Huo Tianhao looked at the other party's pitiful appearance and wanted to lecture, but he couldn't bear to speak. Finally, with a black face, he came forward to help her tuck in the quilt.

"Of course I know the bidding will be important," the warm and dry palm gently touched her forehead. The man's voice was low and deep, with a trace of heartache: "but no matter how important it is, it's not as important as the body."

Huo Tianhao looked at her pale face and frowned because of worry.

"The temperature has gone down. Later, the servant will take up the medicine and have a good rest. Don't worry, aunt Wu will take care of her." Huo Tianhao arrived and touched her forehead as if comforting, "everything has me."

Song Weiyu nodded obediently.

In front of people who care about themselves, she has never been stingy with her softness.

"I'm fine."

Huo Tianhao let out a sound and eased his tone, "have a good rest."

Although he had slept for a while, song Weiyu still felt that his body was very heavy, his whole body was sour and soft, and he couldn't do anything with his strength. His eyelids kept falling. Soon, song Weiyu fell back into sleep.

Because of illness, song Weiyu has lost a few kilograms these days. He is trapped in the soft quilt. The delicate little one. The originally ruddy lip becomes very pale, and the originally snow-white skin is even white. He can clearly see the light cyan blood vessels, and there is some black under his eyes, which is the sequelae of staying up late and working overtime these days.

She breathed slowly and fell into a deep sleep, because her nose was stuffy and her lips opened slightly, adding a bit of playfulness.

Song Weiyu, who was asleep, restrained all his sharp edges and edges, just like a child who didn't know the world, only in his sweet dream.

Huo Tianhao sat down beside her, and the mattress sank slightly.

The long finger gently crossed song Weiyu's side face, moved down to the fragile neck, and rubbed repeatedly on the soft and delicate skin. He looked at Song Weiyu with deep eyes.

The fragile door of life was held, but song Weiyu had no reaction and still fell asleep without knowing it.

Huo Tianhao smiled silently and was satisfied to find that song Weiyu had removed his guard in front of him. He looked down at the white and soft woman in front of him and murmured, "accept me quickly... I have... I can't help it..."

When song Weiyu woke up again, Huo Tianhao was no longer in the room. She propped up and sat up. The heavy feeling of her body before falling asleep had disappeared and recovered a lot of physical strength.

Sitting in a daze on the bed, there was a sudden sound at the door. Then the door was gently opened, and a woman with a tray came in.

Song Weiyu knows her. She is a servant of the Huo family. She is usually responsible for fighting aunt Wu.

"Miss Song, are you awake?" The woman was stunned when she saw song Weiyu who had woken up, and then smiled, "I'm going to deliver medicine to you?"

"I just woke up," Song Weiyu said. "How long have I slept?"

"This time you sleep soon, just more than an hour." The woman put the tray on the bedside table, then picked up the water cup and medicine from above and handed it to song Weiyu. "This is the medicine you want to take. Are you hungry? I made you some porridge. Do you want to eat?"

Song Weiyu took the water cup, put all the medicine into her mouth, looked up and filled all the breath in the water cup. She put the water cup on the bedside table, "thank you, but I still want to take a bath first."

Because of a fever and a cold sweat, song Weiyu urgently wants to take a bath first.

"Then you take a bath first. I'll go down and prepare the porridge for you." The woman said with a smile.

"Please." Song Weiyu said with a smile. After the woman went out, she got up and took a set of loose and light clothes into the bathroom.

Song Weiyu went down the stairs fresh, and the fragrant porridge and side dishes had been arranged on the table. Originally, she didn't feel hungry at all. Suddenly, she purred. She touched her stomach, picked up the dishes and chopsticks and ate them.

"Is the star at Huo's house now?" Song Weiyu asked.

The woman nodded and smiled kindly. She liked the clever and sensible little girl very much: "she is with sister Wu now, and young master Yang should be with them."

"I see," Song Weiyu swallowed the last mouthful of porridge, got up and put the dishes and chopsticks in the dishwasher: "I'll go and see her."

"Where are you going?" Huo Tianhao came in from the door. He was cold and didn't know where he came back. He casually took off his coat and hung it on the hanger by the door.

"Find the stars."

"Don't go." Huo Tianhao said faintly, in an irresistible tone.

Song Weiyu frowned, "why, I'm ready."

"All right?" Huo Tianhao raised his eyebrows. "You had a fever of nearly 40 degrees this morning. The temperature outside is now 7 degrees. Do you want to freeze again or do you want the stars to get sick with you?"

Song Weiyu choked back, Yan Yan.

"Stars sleep with Yang Yang today. The doctor will check it for you again tomorrow morning and pick her up when it's all right." Huo Tianhao said.

"OK..." Song Weiyu reluctantly agreed. She was also worried that she would infect the stars. After all, the children's resistance was much worse.

The woman looked surprised.

When did she see Huo Tianhao talk to people so gently and silently raise song Weiyu's status, and her attitude was better.

It was a week after Song Weiyu's cold completely improved. Except for a little nasal sound, she couldn't see that she was ill. Lin Zimo also called song Weiyu at this time.

"Light rain, how are you?" Lin Zimo's voice on the phone was still warm and worried.

Two days ago, Lin Zimo sent a message to song Weiyu and asked him to meet him, but song Weiyu refused because he didn't want to infect Lin Zimo.

"I am now healthy enough to participate in the one kilometer race." Song Weiyu smiled. She drank several bowls of soup these two days. If it's not good, she'll drink and vomit.

Lin Zimo was amused by her. They joked a few words. He suddenly opened his mouth: "drizzle, I'm transferred back to Beicheng."

"Really, when?" Song Weiyu was surprised. Not long after Song Weiyu returned to Beicheng, Lin Zimo was suddenly transferred to Jincheng next door. Although it was not far from Beicheng, there was trouble going back and forth across a city. Song Weiyu hadn't seen Lin Zimo for some time.