Sir Ares,Goodnight!

Qingmei town.

Zheng Ling and Zhan hanjue woke up naturally, and it was almost noon when they woke up.

Maybe he was worried for a long time yesterday. Zheng Ling felt weak. I don't want to move in bed.

Zhan hanjue looked at her white face, fell into a silly stupor, gently stroked her beautiful face, and asked in a soft voice, "what's the matter?"

Zheng Ling grinned at him and said, "brother Jue, I still want to stay in bed. Would you bring me breakfast?"

Zhan hanjue laughed, squeezed her small nose and said with a smile, "do I have a lazy bug?"

Zheng Ling smiles like a flower.

Zhan hanjue put on his clothes. Yushu stood at the head of the bed, looking at Zhengling and asked, "what would you like to eat?"

"Whatever."

"Noodles?"

Zheng Ling shook his head.

"Porridge?"

Zheng Ling still shook his head.

Zhan hanjue's lips smile. Is that what she calls casual?

"Well, how about fried dough sticks?"

Zheng Ling's eyes radiate the essence of Yi Yi. Nod like garlic.

Zhan hanjue's voice was a little harsh, and he said, "no way."

Zheng Ling Yan dada way: "you decide."

Zhan hanjue turned and walked out.

When he got to the door, he suddenly remembered something. He turned around and came back with great strides.

"What's the matter?" Zheng Ling asked curiously.

Zhan hanjue was sitting at the head of the bed with a dignified face. He stretched out his hand and touched Zheng Ling's forehead, and then touched his own. He was sure that Zheng Ling didn't have a fever.

Zheng Ling knew clearly that her behavior of lying in bed aroused his suspicion.

"Brother Jue, I'm fine." She comforted him.

Zhan hanjue looks at Zheng Ling quietly. Her eyes and eyebrows are full of spring and vitality. It's no big deal.

But when he thought of his late return last night, he was very anxious to connect Zheng Ling's sleepy behavior.

"Zheng Ling, tell brother Jue that you are not feeling well at all?"

Zheng Ling also knows that it's better to tell the truth than to let him make a wild guess“ Don't worry, brother Jue. It's just a little bit weak. "

Suddenly she sat up, put her hand around his neck, and gave him a kiss on the forehead.

Then she fell on the bed and covered her face with a quilt. The voice came from the quilt, "you see, I can move."

Zhan hanjue was a little confused by the welfare she suddenly presented

"All right. Then I'll cook. "

Zhan hanjue left happily.