One Thousand Three Hundred and Sixty Seven LOVE Five

Song Zhixing was upset. ┡I was so careless. I took care of him and he actually took me to bed and slept. She casually put on her pajamas, ran downstairs, and got another ice pack from the refrigerator.

When Qiuqiu saw her coming down, he rushed towards her feet again. The little mouth was chirping, and a pair of red eyes looked at her pitifully.

"Are you hungry?" Song Zhixing patted his head, "I forgot, it's already afternoon now."

She took a vegetable from the bag Tang Yu brought back and fed it to the little rabbit. The little rabbit was hungry, let alone a human. However, the rice cooked by the part-time worker today was already cold, and the dishes were obviously not to Tang Yu's taste. Although the two of them hadn't spoken much in the past few days, she could also tell that Tang Yu didn't have a good appetite.

Song Zhixing sent the ice pack up and placed it on Tang Yu's head. Tang Yu turned sideways and was pulled over by Song Zhixing to square him. He frowned and tried to turn away again.

"Tang Yu, don't move." Song Zhixing spoke in his ear, imitating his usual domineering tone, "If you move again, I won't care about you and let you fend for yourself."

Tang Yu was unconscious at first, but when he heard her words, he half-opened his eyes and looked at her with burning red eyes, "No one would treat a patient like you..."

"Since you know you are a patient, you have to stay calm." Song Zhixing grabbed his hand and tucked it into the quilt again, his voice slowed down, "Tang Yu, be obedient and stop moving. If you If the fever doesn’t go away, I really don’t know what I’m going to do.”

Such a soft voice, with a touch of unconscious coquettishness, was particularly useful to Tang Yu. He really didn't move any more and let the ice pack fall steadily on his forehead.

"Are you hungry?" Song Zhixing asked him.

"...a little bit. Isn't the important aunt here yet?"

"We've been here a long time ago. It's already past 3 o'clock now." Song Zhixing thought for a while, "You can sleep a little longer. There will be food when you wake up."

Tang Yu said 'hmm' and said nothing more, just lowered his eyes and fell asleep again. Song Zhixing looked at him sleeping peacefully, and then walked out again after a while.

She went back to her room first, turned out the medicine bottle, took a pill and took it. Then she went to the hall downstairs to get the phone and dialed back to Youcheng, directly to Sister Li.

"Little miss, why are you calling at this time?" Sister Li had just woken up. It's only about 5 o'clock there now.

"I'm sorry, Sister Li, I disturbed you to sleep."

"Not really.

I wake up at this time every day! But little lady, if you called me, something must have happened, right? "

"Yeah. Didn't I tell you last time that I wanted you to teach me how to cook? Give me the recipe. I'm just bored here, so I can learn whatever I want."

"It's a good thing to learn to cook. Aren't I afraid that you will burn down the kitchen?"

"Sister Li, it's not that exaggerated."

"Okay, if you want to imitate Sister Li, of course I support you. But, with so many dishes, which one do you want to make? I'll write down the recipe now and have someone take a photo of it and send it to you."

Song Zhixing didn't even think about it and said directly: "Just pick a few simple dishes that my second uncle likes. I can't cook anything too complicated."

"Second Master likes it?" Sister Li seemed quite surprised. The next moment, he seemed to understand something and said with a smile: "This honeymoon seems to be really useful. Little miss, have you two reconciled?"

"It doesn't count..." Song Zhixing said truthfully, "He is sick and has a severe fever, almost 40 degrees. He doesn't like the food here, so I want to do something else."

In fact, I'm afraid what she does will also be a failure, and may be even more unpalatable than the part-time job. However, the first time she cooked, she had an obsession and wanted to cook it for Tang Yu.

Sister Li understood.

"Since you're sick, let's make something light and simple. Take a look at what's in the refrigerator and just use the ready-made soup and porridge."

Too.

Song Zhixing walked to the kitchen with his mobile phone, opened the refrigerator, and talked to Sister Li. List the items in the refrigerator one by one. Sister Li taught her little by little over the phone.

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In the refrigerator, there are only some vegetables and some meat that is difficult to handle. Song Zhixing cut the meat very unfamiliarly, and the pieces of meat were cut into large and small pieces. Boil it with green vegetables and cook it into a light porridge.

She was worried about Tang Yu upstairs, fearing that he would turn over again and drop the ice pack. However, if you want to watch the fire, you can't stay away for too long. Therefore, the heart is always very uneasy.

While making porridge, she prepared to stir-fry a simple vegetable according to Sister Li's recipe, carefully identifying the seasonings on the table one by one with her tongue.

It was her first real cooking experience, and it was hard to imagine the taste, but she was looking forward to Tang Yu's reaction when he saw it. Song Zhixing looked at the mess he had made in the kitchen. Although he felt that it would be troublesome to clean it up later, when he saw the steaming porridge on the fire, he felt inexplicably very accomplished.

Especially when I think of Tang Yu's reaction when he saw this, the feeling in his heart is even more different.

Song Zhixing was so busy that he didn't notice that a figure had been standing outside the door. Tang Yu woke up from thirst. He drank all the water she poured on the bedside in one gulp. The high temperature made her throat dry and hoarse, so she had to get up to drink water.

Unexpectedly, there was such a surprise when I came downstairs.

Forgetting that he was thirsty, Tang Yu leaned against the door frame, watching her busy figure in a trance. A faint light shone in from the window, with a white snow color, covering her. She was taking a spoon, scooping up the porridge and tasting it. It seemed that she was not very satisfied with her cooking skills. Her little face was twisted into a ball. She carefully checked the recipe and then worried about the seasoning on the counter. It was obvious that she didn't know which link was wrong.

Tang Yu unconsciously thought of the passionate scenes before. When he woke up from thirst, he thought that the passion was just a dream. However, when he lifted the quilt and saw the wetness and mess on the bed, he realized that everything was real.

Did she suddenly think it through and let it go?

He wanted to ask. However, he didn't dare to have such a luxury.

"What's wrong?" Song Zhixing murmured in distress. She studied very seriously, not knowing that her every move at this moment was reflected in the man's eyes. Moreover, in the eyes of the other party, every little move of hers, he thought it was cute and charming.

"Do you need help?" He finally spoke. The hoarse, even somewhat weak voice sounded weaker than usual, and even more sexy.

Hearing this voice, Song Zhixing suddenly turned around, saw him, and frowned, "Why did you go downstairs?"

[There is another chapter to be updated later. I am still writing it and will update it soon. If you can't wait, you can go to bed now and you can read it when you open your eyes tomorrow. I will stay up late to update it! Muah! 】