Song Qinghuan has been sleeping, and he doesn't know how long he has been sleeping.
I woke up in my bedroom.
The curtain was closed, and the room was dark. The light came in from the crack and just fell on her. It was day.
She yawned and found that her cheek hurt a little. Subconsciously, she wanted to sit up.
At this time, the door was pushed open, aunt he came slowly with a bunch of flowers.
Seeing song Qinghuan wake up, he was immediately surprised and said, "husband, you wake up."
Then he quickly went to the bedside, put the flowers in the vase on the bedside table, and reached out to help song Qinghuan.
And took a pillow to lean on Song Qinghuan's back, trying to make her comfortable.
Song Qing said with a smile: "aunt he, I'm ok. I can get up by myself. Thank you."
"How can it be all right? You don't know how deep you sleep, how you wake up, almost didn't scare me and my husband to death," aunt he worried.
Just came home, she has been sleeping, only that she is tired, no one thought too much.
As a result, after sleeping for a day and a night, no matter how she was called, she still didn't wake up, as if she didn't feel it.
Almost. It didn't scare people.
When the cold invited a doctor to check at home, after the doctor check to make sure she is OK, just sleep more heavy just, this just let a sigh of relief.
Song Qinghuan disturbed his head and said with embarrassment, "I sleep like this all the time. When I'm asleep, I can't wake up from thunder."
Aunt he shook her head helplessly: "if you don't get up and wash, I'll get some porridge. You'll have a rest after drinking porridge."
After two admonitions, he turned around and left.
In fact, she has nothing to do with it, but her cheek is still a little sore, so she can go down to eat by herself. Song Qinghuan smiles faintly, thinking that Aunt he is so nice and much better than her mother Lu Meiyan.
The person who pushes the bedroom door again is not aunt he, but time to keep out the cold.
With porridge in a small tray in his hand, he went straight to the bed and said in a cold voice, "wake up!"
Song Qing is happy to keep warm when he looks at it.
The expression on his face remained unchanged.
Just now aunt he didn't say that she was very scary when she was sleeping, so she woke up. Aunt he was very happy, with a look of joy.
How to keep warm or old expression, can't show a little excitement, or joy?
With her head down, she expressed some disappointment.
When the cold on the tray, sat down along the edge of the bed, saw her head suddenly dropped, thought she was uncomfortable, opened his lips and asked: "what's the matter? Is it uncomfortable there? "
"No..." Song Qinghuan raised his head.
The cheek is suddenly touched by a person, and there is still a little redness and swelling in it. It glides gently, like a feather, and says, "does it still hurt?"
"No It doesn't hurt Song Qinghuan watched in disbelief to keep out the cold.
His indifferent expression, but doing such a gentle move, obviously is very strange, but why tease her, heart lake surging unceasingly.
When Yuhan took back his hand, he took the bowl from the tray, scooped a spoonful, blew it with his mouth, and then sent it to song Qinghuan's mouth: "drink it!"
Poof!! Song Qinghuan was stunned, with a face of hell, watching to keep out the cold.
What, is she not sleeping yet? Still in the dream?
If you don't believe it, how do you explain this scene?
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