Hua Ying recovered quickly, but she was suffocating Chen Qing to death every hour. If Zhang Yanyan hadn't come back for dinner at noon, Chen Qing would have been unable to get out of bed.
Hua Ying sat on the bed, with a layer of fine beads of sweat on her forehead, but the sickly redness on her face had disappeared, and she was obviously much better.
She slowly stretched her body, eyes squinting with tears of relief:
"It's so comfortable. I haven't had a good sleep in a long time."
Then he looked at Chen Qing who had finished cooking and returned to the house, "I should have given you medicine by mouth last time you were sick. Did you feel comfortable?"
"Are you okay? Go back under the quilt and stay there."
Chen Qing sat on the edge of the bed, wiping the sweat from his face and glanced at her.
Hua Ying hugged her all morning, and Chen Qing felt like she was lying on an asphalt road exposed to the direct sun in the middle of summer. It was no less than the punishment of being burned by cannon in ancient times, and the person would be burned to death.
"My fever has gone down and the air conditioner is on, so I'm fine."
Hua Ying said with a smile.
"Qingqing, your body is cold, and it's really comfortable to hold you, especially when you are sick and can't dissipate heat."
"I thought you were holding my head down to suffocate me." Chen Qing curled her lips.
"Huh? You're not usually very annoying, why are you like this?"
"You're covered in sweat."
Listening to Chen Qing's answer, Hua Ying tilted her head:
"But being wet has its own lubrication effect, right? Don't say you don't want to be ravaged by me."
As he spoke, he shook his body, very elastic.
"You." Chen Qing was helpless. She was very happy to see Hua Ying return to her usual appearance. She stood up and said, "You can rest for a while. I'll go down and get a hot towel to wipe the sweat off your body. There's no air conditioning outside. Don’t go out while you’re eating, I’ll separate yours and bring them over.”
"Can you feed me?" Hua Ying asked.
"Hey you."
Chen Qing casually dealt with Hua Ying and went downstairs.
There happened to be a knock on the door.
I knew Zhang Yanyan should be here.
Walking to the door, there was a small conversation outside the door.
"I asked you not to follow me. Why do you have to come? Brother Chen should be angry when he sees you!"
Zhang Yanyan clenched her fists and punched her good sisters on the shoulders bitterly, "I'm so surprised that you still want to follow me even if you don't even eat lunch, Gou Yuan'er, you are such a dog!"
"Your home school is so close. I'm curious. Can't I come over and take a look? It's okay. I just want to see if your brother Chen is really that beautiful."
Yuan Qingxue raised her face with a savage expression.
"What does that have to do with you?" Zhang Yanyan hardened her fists.
"Didn't you say that he is not good at being a wife? If I am the type he likes, see if he meets my requirements. You can also give him a chance to fall in love with me depending on the situation."
Yuan Qingxue adjusted her collar and said in a contrived tone.
"9766542." Zhang Yanyan gritted her teeth.
"Hey, you're swearing! I'll ban your account!"
"..." Chen Qing didn't even know if she should open the door. Don't they know that the voices in the corridor are very clear?
He stamped his feet vigorously and coughed several times, and the sounds outside immediately stopped.
opened the door.
Five minutes later, two cautious little girls with red faces and heads lowered to study the table appeared at the dining table. Their eyes were staring at the table as if they wanted to see the flowers.
This table is quite a table.
Chen Qing walked out of the kitchen carrying the dishes, placed them on the table, and asked with a smile:
"Yuan Xueqing, right? Are there any taboos?"
"Ah, uh, um... no."
Yuan Xueqing was startled when her name was suddenly called. She uttered a few words of unknown meaning but represented brain shutdown before she remembered what she should say.
"That's good. My wife's taste is a bit heavy lately, so some dishes will be a bit greasy."
"Chen...Brother, you don't have to cook for me. I can go back to school to eat later."
Yuan Xueqing caught a glimpse of Chen Qing's wrist with her peripheral vision, and immediately lowered her head, her face turning even redder.
Chen Qing didn't notice her reaction, and of course he didn't think much about it.
"It's okay. Didn't you have lunch? I happened to cook a lot of food today, so let's eat together here."
As he said that, Chen Qing took a big bowl and poured some food into each plate. "My wife is sick. I will go up to take care of her. You can eat here. If you need anything, just call me."
After saying that, he carried a small table on the bed and went upstairs with a meal in his hand.
Zhang Yanyan and Yuan Xueqing stared at Chen Qing's back longingly. It wasn't until there was a sound of closing the door upstairs after he disappeared that they let out a long sigh.
Zhang Yanyan glanced at the sisters next to her who were still lowering their heads, and nudged her with her elbow, "Hey, look at your ability. Brother Chen is on the second floor and can't hear the sound from us here."
The words fell.
Yuan Xueqing immediately cursed in a low voice:
"Zhang Yanyan! You tricked me! You never told me that you were so beautiful before coming here!"
"How else should I tell you? You covered your head and said you wouldn't listen or listen. Seeing is believing. How about now?"
Zhang Yanyan felt an inexplicable sense of relief in her heart. Did she look down on her sisters’ aesthetics? Dad, does your face hurt?
Yuan Xueqing paused, his face turned bitter:
"I really didn't expect you to be so beautiful, Zhang Yanyan, do you think he heard what we said at the door?"
Zhang Yanyan was also a little silent, but still said:
"He already knows that you haven't had lunch. I'm afraid he heard it from the beginning."
Hearing this, Yuan Xueqing picked up a chopstick and took a big bite out of anger.
He chewed it twice and swallowed it expressionlessly, his face began to turn bitter again:
"Why is it so delicious? And he said he made it for his wife, who is so beautiful. Why can't I meet such a beautiful boy!?"
As she said that, she turned around and looked at Zhang Yanyan, "Do you think there is hope for me to poach someone now? Is he interested in someone like me?"
"Tsk, tsk." Zhang Yanyan looked at her sisters from top to bottom and shook her head, "Can you dig up a man that I can't even get?"
"That's not sure!" Yuan Xueqing's eyes lit up, "Aren't husbands like this easily attracted to young girls?! Hum~ Wait until I take him down and let him give us two sisters a knee pillow! You lie on the left side I’ll lie down on my right leg, not only that, but I also have to feed it fruit!”
Before they finished speaking, a burst of footsteps made the two of them seem to pause.
Chen Qing came down the stairs next to her and looked at the two of them without changing her expression:
"I forgot to pick up something. It's okay. Just relax."
After saying that, he quickly entered the bathroom, quickly came out with a basin of hot water and a towel, and ran upstairs.
Zhang Yanyan and Yuan Xueqing were completely stunned. They sat in their seats and looked down at the ground.
This floor is so well repaired...why are there no seams?
