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Chapter 1985 I¡¯m here to accompany you

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    Song Chujiu asked: "What's wrong?"

    The man pursed his thin lips tightly and looked at her with a bit of dissatisfaction.

    Song Chujiu responded, "Wait a minute, I'll find a straw."

    ¡°There are no straws here.¡±

    ""

    Song Chujiu handed the water glass to his lips, "I'll support you, drink carefully."

    Xiao Moqing looked at her and said, "Feed me with your mouth."

    Song Chujiu: ¡°¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡±

    A long, long, long period of speechlessness and silence.

    At this time, why is this man still thinking about this kind of thing?

    "You are sick now. It is not suitable to feed you like this." Song Chujiu said bravely: "After you recover, I will feed you again?"

    The man's dark eyes instantly turned cold, "Are you afraid that I will infect you?"

    "No, you are very weak now. If I feed you like this, it will easily cause fungal infection."

    Xiao Moqing's face softened slightly, as if he accepted her statement.

    After a while, Song Chujiu brought over the warm porridge.

    "Are you hungry? Do you want some porridge?"

    Xiao Moqing nodded.

    Song Chujiu personally fed him porridge.

    If you come out to hang out, you will definitely have to pay it back.

    Some time ago, he was taking care of her, but now she is taking care of him.

    Xiao Moqing¡¯s appetite is not very good, and he couldn¡¯t finish half of the meal.

    Song Chujiu put the bowl aside and said, "Let me help you lie down and sleep for a while. If you are sick, you should get more rest."

    The man looked at her expression and responded in a low voice.

    After helping him lie down, Song Chujiu took the bowl in his hand and prepared to go out.

    She just stood up, and the man with his eyes closed suddenly opened his dark eyes.

    "Where to go?"

    Song Chujiu held the bowl in his hand, "I'll put the bowl in and I'll be back soon."

    "Let Jing Huan come up and get it."

    Song Chujiu stood there for a while, then nodded.

    "Okay, I'll give Jing Huan a call."

    Song Chujiu called Jing Huan, and Jing Huan went upstairs quickly.

    He thought he was looking for something, but he just wanted to get a bowl.

    Song Chujiu sat beside the bed, looking at the man's calm and handsome face.

    "You can rest, I'll be here with you."

    Xiao Moqing's black eyes were as deep as midnight, "You also said you would accompany me last night, but when you opened your eyes, he was gone."

    "I'm going to cook porridge for you."

    "That's gone too."

    "Okay, I'm not going anywhere this time. But if you wake up and are hungry, you won't have anything to eat that I made with my own hands."

    "Just let the servants do it. When you are sick, nothing tastes good."

    Song Chujiu thought of what happened a few years ago, "Back then, someone kept asking me to cook by myself. It seems that it was not because it was delicious, but to torment me?"

    "no."

    "why?"

    Xiao Moqing did not answer, but said: "I'm tired."

    Song Chujiu said no more, "Okay, then you should rest first."

    Xiao Moqing nodded, held her hand, and fell asleep with her eyes closed.

    He didn't sleep very long.

    Two hours later, Xiao Mo woke up.

    The moment he opened his eyes, his eyes were still a little dazed.

    Soon, he realized something and looked aside.

    Song Chujiu was lying on the bedside with his eyes closed, seemingly asleep.

    There is still a faint shadow under her eyes, and it is obvious at a glance that she did not sleep well last night.

    Yesterday he had a fever and she had been taking care of him.

    The sick person¡¯s body is weak and his heart seems to soften accordingly.

    He looked at the woman's peaceful sleeping face and couldn't help but touch her cheek gently.

    He has seen countless women, many of whom are more beautiful than her.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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