Wrong Bed,Right Guy

Ling Xinyue calls back, and Mu Yunting just wakes up.

"Are you awake? How did you feel? Do you have a headache? "

"Not bad."

Mu Yunting's reply is like gold.

"Take your temperature again to see if it has gone down."

Ling Xinyue took the thermometer without saying a word, shook it and handed it to Mu Yunting.

After a while.

"Thirty eight degrees two. Fortunately, it's going down. It's not that bad."

Ling Xinyue is relieved at last.

She was really afraid that Mu Yunting's illness would get worse because of the simple environment of the town. At that time, she could not afford to lose ten lives.

"Are you hungry? I'll get you something to eat. "

"No appetite."

Mu Yunting said coldly.

"If you don't eat, you have to eat to recover your vitality. Otherwise I'll make it for you? "

Ling Xinyue is simply too worried and too guilty, but the moment of words out of regret.

"Good."

Mu Yunting agrees quickly, blocking Ling Xinyue's retreat.

"Well You have a rest first. I'll see if I can borrow the kitchen here. "

With that, Ling Xinyue got up and left.

She found the owner of the hotel and immediately bought vegetables to cook in the kitchen after obtaining the consent of the other party.

Thinking that Mu Yunting has no appetite, Ling Xinyue made a simple and refreshing vegetable porridge.

It's nutritious and refreshing.

She practiced cooking with her grandmother when she lived in the countryside. Although her grandmother died and returned to Ling Zhongtian, she cooked several meals for Chen Shaoling.

"I don't know if the cooking skill has fallen back."

If it is too bad to eat, it will not be laughed at by Mu Yunting.

Ling Xinyue clenched his fist and warned himself that he must not lose the chain.

The whole process of cooking porridge looked like a big enemy. She was relieved when she finally succeeded.

"It's OK. It's OK. There's no retrogression."

Ling Xinyue said happily with a smile.

She was about to look for a bowl of porridge when she turned around and saw Mu Yunting standing at the door.

"Why are you here?"

"The room is too stuffy. Come out for a walk."

How long have you been here

Could he have heard what she had just said?

It's a shame.

"Just here."

Mu Yunting actually stood at the door, but Ling Xinyue was too attentive and didn't notice. He had intended to tell the truth, but when he saw his embarrassed and wandering eyes, he suddenly changed his mouth.

"Good, good. Well, you go back to your room and I'll take the porridge right away

Ling Xinyue suddenly regained vitality and began to fill porridge.

"Eat quickly. You will have strength when you are full."

Mu Yunting sat on the bed, leaning against the head of the bed, took over the bowl from Ling Xinyue.

White fat rice has been boiled thick, there are also chopped green vegetables, coupled with chopped green onions, it looks particularly pleasing to the eye.

It's delicious, too.

It is true that there is no retrogression.

Mu Yunting thought in his heart.

"Eat quickly. There's still a lot to eat if you don't have enough."

Ling Xinyue tries her best to suppress the expectation in her tone and makes herself look indifferent.

How could Mu Yunting not hear that.

He took a sip of porridge.

"Good to drink."

"Drink more if you like."

Great. I didn't lose face.

Ling Xinyue's mood suddenly is bright and beautiful, which is like the bright warm sun in winter.

"Any more?"

Under Ling Xinyue's expectant eyes, Mu Yunting, who was already full, couldn't help nodding.

Soon another bowl of porridge was stuffed.

I ate two whole bowls.

"Take another night off tonight, and we'll set out early tomorrow morning. You'll have a rest early. Don't be disobedient again. "

Ling Xinyue cold face, eyes with a thick warning.

"Don't worry, you can stay in the room to supervise as in the afternoon."

Mu Yunting said calmly.

Stay?

Supervision?

In the evening, lonely and widowed.

Ling Xinyue's face flushed up and couldn't control it.

"I went back to have a rest, and you had an early rest."

She said that and quickly turned away.

Until she returned to her room next door, Ling Xinyue could still feel the sound of her heart beating rapidly.

She clapped her hand on the face.

"Ling Xinyue, be sober. Don't forget the title of living Yama just because he has changed a little. This kind of man is a monster and can't be provoked. "After warning, Ling Xinyue felt more sober.

Wash and sleep.

The next day, Ling Xinyue

went to take Mu Yunting's temperature for the first time.

His physical quality is so good that he has stopped burning.

"We'll go back after dinner. It's really troublesome for Mr. Mu these two days. I'm really sorry for not only delaying Mr. Mu's life, but also making him sick. "

Ling Xinyue said sincerely.

This time, she made a great change to Mu Yunting. Of course, she also realized how evil he was.

If you don't always alert yourself, you can't point out when she will fall.

That's amazing.

It's better to draw the line quickly after going back.

Ling Xinyue thought silently in her heart.

"If I'm sorry, I hope Miss Ling will be more cheerful on the day when she needs to fulfill her promise."

Mu Yunting narrowed his eyes to cover the essence of his eyes.

Ling Xinyue didn't realize that this was a well dug pit for himself. He nodded repeatedly: "don't worry, I won't break my promise."