The more Zheng suffering from viral fever, easy to recurrent fever, need to drink more water and rest, and in the blood test after targeted treatment.
But the more Zheng is not coma after Qiao Mu Er, did not cooperate with the doctor's diagnosis and treatment, also did not like to be disturbed.
After knowing that Qiao Muer was about to wake up after recovery, he had already felt a slight fever in his body.
So at that time, Yue Zheng went to the room on the third floor and ordered Meng Fang to tell others that he had left, and no one else was allowed to tell Qiao mu'er that he had appeared.
However, at this moment, under the bitter advice of Mencius, the less people are not affected. They are leaning on the head of the bed and swallowing the porridge that Qiao mu'er brings to his mouth.
It was only half an hour ago that he felt that Meng Fang was in the way and drove people down. He also declared that he was not allowed to come in again.
And now, not only did Joe Muer make trouble for him.
And let him eat porridge obediently.
Hiding behind the closet, Meng Fang, who cares about the young master through the crevice of the closet, feels that his heart has been deeply hit.
Young master is really a double mark, hum!
And more Zheng at the moment, even if I feel someone behind the wall cabinet, I don't have time to take care of it.
His blue and deep Phoenix eyes were staring at the white and delicate face magnified in front of him.
Qiao mu'er is feeding porridge to the more Zheng mouth.
The distance between the two is extremely close, she can feel the more Zheng focused and deep vision.
But Qiao mu'er was like nobody else, seriously scooping the porridge in the small porcelain bowl.
Blow one mouthful at the right temperature and deliver it.
“…… It's still a little hot. " More Zheng looking at again handed over a spoon of porridge, with a low magnetic voice said.
Qiao mu'er's active concern made him feel happy.
But mu ER in addition to taking care of him, attitude is not redundant close, even redundant soft and some words also have no.
More Zheng originally also self-esteem, do not want Qiao mu'er because of sympathy and compassion and appear here.
But now, he suddenly felt, even if it was compassion.
As long as mu'er is willing to get close to him and talk to him, he looks at him with his clear apricot eyes, and laughs at him with pear whirlpool.
"Hot?" Qiao Mu son slightly pick eyebrow, lift eye to face more Zheng finally.
She did not know more Zheng at the moment of psychology, there is no doubt that he will be pink lips toot up, facing porridge and blowing.
Seeing Qiao mu'er's soft, crystal and pink lips, he made an action similar to inviting a kiss.
The deeper the Zheng, the darker the pupils are.
"All right, all right." Qiao mu'er finished the porridge and sent the spoon to his lips again.
More Zheng this time no excuse, can only open mouth swallow.
For the first time, the less cold-blooded and capricious people find that porridge can also taste a kind of sweetness.
For the first time, yuezheng hoped that this bowl of porridge could be drunk for a lifetime.
However, soon, a bowl of porridge was fed by Qiao mu'er, all ate into the more Zheng stomach.
Joe mu'er got up with the bowl.
The more Zheng Blue Phoenix eyes with her up action up, the line of sight is like a frame in her body.
For a moment, the more Zheng wanted to open his mouth and leave Qiao mu'er.
But all of a sudden, I don't know what excuse to use.
It's not that the more young master can't think of an excuse, but that he has no position to stay.
If Mu Er didn't come upstairs and appeared in front of him, he didn't know what kind of position to face her.
After all, once deeply hurt her, will her share of the like push farther and farther, is his own.
[busy today, around 19:00 in the next chapter]
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