Originally, Lingjiao was afraid that her body would be uncomfortable, which would affect the shooting progress.
Fortunately, Fu Shiqin bought medicine for her in time last night. Today, she has no fever.
Moreover, because of his carefully prepared red date, medlar, ginger and brown sugar water, the symptoms of dysmenorrhea were not as severe as usual.
So, one day's shooting still stuck.
However, when the work was finished in the middle of the night, the whole person collapsed on the car and didn't want to move.
"What do you want to eat when you go back?" Fu Shiqin asked as he drove.
"No more." Lingjiao replied lazily.
Fu Shiqin took a look at her, but his face was much better than when he came out in the afternoon.
"How long have you had this trouble?"
"What do you ask so much about women?" Ling Jiao frowned, obviously unwilling to discuss these personal privacy with him.
Fu Shiqin said honestly, "I want to ask. I'll take you back to the imperial capital to see the doctor. My sister-in-law used to do the same, and now she's well adjusted."
Lingjiao yawned lazily, "you've been caring too much recently."
"Do you have any, it's just small things." Fu Shiqin said indifferently.
Two people returned to the hotel, Ling Jiao went back to wash his face, and then he lay on the bed and didn't want to move.
Fu Shiqin returned the man to his room and went out again. After more than half an hour, he pushed the restaurant back.
"Get up and eat something warm before you go to sleep."
"No." Lingjiao replied that he didn't want to get up at all.
Fu Shiqin put the food on the table and said.
"Your favorite wonton."
Ling Jiao was stunned and climbed up with difficulty.
"You did it?"
"Of course I did." Fu Shiqin sat down, tasted the soup and nodded with satisfaction.
Ling Jiao took a spoon and sipped her lips, and said to the person opposite.
"Fu Shiqin, you don't have to do so much for me, and In the future, if you are with a girl you like, she will not be happy. "
No woman likes to know that her boyfriend used to take care of another woman so carefully.
"No, she's not that mean." Fu Shiqin smiled deeply.
Lingjiao is silent for a while, and she lowers her head to eat silently. The familiar gentle and delicious taste still makes her miss and feel like crying.
Fu Shiqin looked at her and said, "what's the matter? Don't tell me. You want to cry when you eat this wonton."
Ling Jiao brushed his slightly wet eyes and said with a smile.
"I just felt as if Grandpa was back in front of me."
Fu Shiqin choked on the wonton and said slowly.
"You think I'm your grandfather?"
Ling Jiao laughed, then nodded.
"Almost. My grandfather was so careful when he was there. He also made this kind of wonton for me."
Fu Shiqin put down his spoon and said gloomily.
"Please don't compare it with your grandfather."
"What's the matter? My grandfather is my most important man." Lingjiao said.
Fu Shiqin asked with a grin.
"And me, am I also your most important person?"
"Not really. We are just partners. At best, we are good friends." Lingjiao said.
"Good friend?" Fu Shiqin is not satisfied with the answer. The pure friendship between men and women.
What's more, he didn't do so much to make friends with her. He wanted to be her real boyfriend and future husband.
However, the road seems to be endless.