President uncle, don't come close

It's the weekend again. It was just an ordinary weekend, but Ling Moqin always felt something was missing... The feeling of emptiness in her heart was still there. She even got up together in the morning and opened her eyes. She remembered the fact that Sheng Huaizhe had left, and then the whole person was absent-minded.

Brushing her teeth in the mirror and looking at herself who is sloppy and has no spirit in the mirror, Ling Moqin seems to cheer herself up, but it seems useless. No matter how she hints at herself in her heart, her mood is still in an unprecedented downturn

How does the pregnant women's toothpaste feel strange today? Ling Moqin looked down at the toothpaste he had just picked up and squeezed, and found that what was under his hand was facial cleanser! She even used facial cleanser as toothpaste, which is outrageous... She quickly cleaned her mouth and cleaned all the residue of facial cleanser in her mouth.

Then looking at himself more messy in the mirror, Ling Moqin suddenly wanted to cry. Somehow I feel very depressed, as if I have lost a very important thing and can't find it back

It seemed that he had no appetite for breakfast. Ling Moqin drank a large glass of fresh milk, then trapped himself on the sofa and began to Daze with a pillow. She didn't know what she was thinking. She just felt it was hard to do anything. She even felt a little tired breathing.

When Sheng Zhuwen rang the doorbell to wake up Ling Moqin, it was already six o'clock in the afternoon. The sun has set, and the afterglow shines on the whole villa, which looks mottled.

"Why are you here?"

Bleary eyed, he opened the door for Sheng Zhuwen. Ling Moqin dragged his tired body back to the sofa, grabbed the quilt and covered himself. But after a sleep, she felt as if she was getting cold

"Why are you like this? Haven't you been out today? "

Sheng Zhuwen frowned and felt that Ling Moqin was a little wrong. The whole person was listless and looked very tired. Moreover, his hair looked a little messy. He was wearing home clothes and didn't go out all day.

Unlike her, she is very active every day and insists on taking a walk in the morning and evening, except for the bad weather... Because she said that she should start to bring positive energy to the baby in her stomach from the time of prenatal education.

But now she looks like this. Where does she get the positive and positive energy? Sheng Zhuwen shook his head, picked up the pillow that Ling Moqin accidentally dropped on the ground and put it back on the sofa.

"Yes, how do you know? I slept... "

Ling Moqin feels that his consciousness is a little vague. He seems to be unable to sleep. He is still sleepy even after sleeping for so long

"Have a sleep?! Do you know what time it is? "

Sheng Zhuwen finally felt that she couldn't watch it anymore. The day had passed. What happened to her? Fortunately, she was worried that she was sad today and ran over to have a look. Today is the first day for the third uncle to leave. She is worried that she will be alone and feel bad

"What time is it?"

Ling Moqin leaked out and asked weakly. Why does it feel like the ceiling is turning? My head is dizzy. I want to raise my hand and find that my arm is heavy

"It's already six o'clock in the afternoon! Don't tell me you slept all day... "

"It's impossible. I just slept. I'm still sleepy now. How can a day have passed. You must be lying to me. "

Ling Moqin struggled to sit up. She looked out of the window. The sun had set outside. All she could see was the afterglow of the sun. It turned out that it was really time for the sun to set. She slept alone for so long!

"It's really evening. Why did you come at this hour? "

Ling Moqin wanted to stand up, but he was dizzy after standing up. He was black and fell down on the sofa.

"What's the matter? Are you okay? "

Sheng Zhuwen quickly stepped forward, held her and sat next to her. Such Ling Moqin really worried her

"God, why are your hands so cold... You have a fever!"

Sheng Zhuwen put his hand on Ling Moqin's forehead and shouted. Ling Moqin's forehead is too hot. Did she take good care of herself?!

"I have a fever. No wonder I feel so tired..."

Ling Moqin found that the reason why he was tired was that he forgot to cover the quilt and caught a cold last night. She touched her forehead, and a hot feeling reached her palm. She thought it was very warm.

"Haven't you eaten all day? Sleep till now? "

Sheng Zhuwen shook her head. If she hadn't been able to take injections and medicine at this time, she really wanted to take her to the hospital immediately! I don't know how she takes care of herself? Third uncle will be very worried when he knows

"I've had milk. I don't feel hungry, just sleepy... "

Ling Moqin looked at Sheng Zhuwen busy pouring water for herself and taking a towel to cover her forehead. She felt warm and smiled... It seemed that she was back in college when they took care of each other.

"You! You shouldn't let your aunt go back at the weekend. You also need someone to take care of and cook for you at the weekend! Don't try to be brave. You're not alone now! "

Sheng Zhuwen has a lot of opinions about her. Usually there is only one servant here. Ling Moqin also lets others go home on weekends because he wants to enjoy the weekend alone and do his own cooking activities. Well, if she hadn't come and seen her like this, she wouldn't know when to sleep

"I know. I won't dare next time."

Ling Moqin obediently took Sheng Zhu's warm boiled water and drank it quietly. Although she was having a fever, she clearly knew that this was not the time to play childish. She had to think about the baby in her stomach and couldn't make the cold and fever more serious.

"You know, if you dare not admit your mistake at this time, I'll tell you..."

Sheng Zhuwen suddenly stopped. Thinking that she almost slipped her tongue, she quickly continued to help Ling Moqin apply her forehead to cover up her guilt.

"Tell who?"

Ling Moqin lay on the sofa, enjoying the treatment of holding ramie warm and hot towel to help her apply her forehead. It was strange that she suddenly stopped halfway.

"Tell Grandma! Let her wake you up. "

Sheng Zhuwen patted his chest. Fortunately, he reacted quickly. Ling Moqin is most afraid of her grandmother. She is always afraid that she will worry too much about herself, so she is engaged in reporting good news instead of bad news. Even Sheng Zhuwen usually contacts her grandmother and doesn't let her say she's bad.

"No! If you dare to tell Grandma, I'm not finished with you. "

Ling Moqin glared at Sheng Zhuwen. She knew she could do it if she didn't obey. In order not to let Grandma worry, she can only cooperate with her best bad friend more!

"I know I'm afraid I don't take good care of myself. I'm really sorry! There is no self-consciousness of the mother to be. In the end, I don't want others to worry about you... "