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Chapter 61 Not just sympathy, but also... distressed

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    Yu Nanci didn't force her anymore, eating like this was totally suffering, and let her lean in his arms for a while before helping her to lie down.

    When she really fell asleep, I touched her forehead, but fortunately it wasn't hot.

    Pushing away the broken hair that was wet with sweat on her cheeks, she got up to fetch a basin of warm water and wiped her face.

    Seeing the cat that usually barks its teeth and claws, now curled up into a ball, so fragile that it is difficult to even speak, he clearly felt that his heart was tightening.

    It seems that it's not just sympathy, but also distressed.

    The next day.

    Happy to wake up, feeling that my throat is not as painful as yesterday, my head is no longer groggy, and I feel much better overall.

    His eyes fell on the chair beside the bed, last night

    The door was pushed open from the outside, and Yu Nanci came in with a tray. Seeing her wake up, Jun didn't show much reaction, "Eat something when you wake up."

    Putting the tray on the bedside table, took out the porridge bowl and handed it to her, and naturally sat down on the chair beside the bed.

    Seeing him sit down, the picture in his mind suddenly overlapped, willing to look up at him, and asked with some uncertainty: "Last nightyou have been taking care of me?"

    "Otherwise?" Yu Nanci's tone was very light, and his expression was indifferent.

    Startled, it turned out that it wasn't a dream, she pursed her lips, and said unnaturally: "Thank you!"

    Yu Nanci crossed his arms, leaned lazily on the back of the chair, and sneered, "So reluctant?"

    Happy to choke, "I'm just not used to it."

    The long and dense eyelashes trembled slightly, and something flashed past the bottom of his eyes, so fast that it was impossible to catch, he said lightly: "Eat."

    Le Yue responded, picked up a white porcelain spoon, and stirred the porridge in the bowl. It was already lukewarm, so he scooped up a spoonful and put it in his mouth.

    It is obviously a very common white rice porridge. She never touched it before, but now she finds it delicious. Is it too hungry?

    The rice porridge should have been boiled for a long time, and it has become very sticky and soft. After eating it, I didn't feel any pain in my throat, just a little discomfort.

    Sitting on the chair, Yu Nanci seemed to be in deep thought, his eyes were half-downcast, covering the emotions in his eyes, and it was hard to see what he was thinking.

    After a bowl is bottomed out, I am happy to feel that my whole body is warmed up, and I feel much more comfortable.

    Yu Nanci looked up, and asked her lightly: "Do you want more?"

    Willingly put the empty bowl in his hand and shook his head.

    Putting the bowl back on the tray, when she wasn't paying attention, he stretched out his hand towards her forehead, and rested his big palm on her forehead for a while before retracting, "It seems that there is no need to go to the hospital."

    Being touched on the forehead, Le Yue was a little uncomfortable at first, but hearing his tone of disappointment, he frowned even more, but knowing that he couldn't speak up to him, he simply chose to shut up.

    His deep and energetic eyes fixed on her, as if he wanted to see the truth from her face.

    Happy to be numb when he looked at him, "Why are you looking at me like that? I have flowers on my face?"

    How scary is he looking at her like this?

    Yu Nanci pursed her lips, "I ask you, why are you sick?"

    His serious tone made Le Yue startled for a moment, and quickly lowered his eyelids, "How do I know, maybethe air conditioner catches cold at night, um, it should be like this."

    "Happy." He called her suddenly, his voice was very deep, with some indescribable emotion.

    Le Le's eyelashes trembled slightly, then he raised his head and looked at him innocently, "What are you doing?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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