Recently, it's always raining, causing some pain in Sufu's joints and some signs of cold.
After taking a few pills, Sufu lay down under the bed and fell asleep.
Hazy, feeling the cold feeling on her head, Sufu slowly opens her eyes and sees Ke Yuan sitting on the bedside with complex eyes and a wet towel on her head.
"You're back." Su Fu's mouth was stuffy, and she found that her voice seemed hoarse.
Ke Yuan pursed his lips tightly, and an imperceptible emotion flashed across his eyes. "You have a cold. I'll take you to the hospital."
"No more." Sufu raised her head, lay down on his leg, closed her eyes and said, "I'll be fine in two days."
Ke Yuan put his hand over her side face and felt very sad.
She is too sick now, and her immunity is very weak.
Sufu slept for a while. When she got up, she saw Ke Yuan standing in the kitchen to help her cook food. She stretched out, got out of bed, went over and hugged him from behind, "what do you want to eat?"
Her voice is still a little hoarse, with a sense of coquetry.
Ke Yuan side Mou looked one eye, "congee."
Sufu knocked her head down and felt that she was almost a porridge professional now.
Ke Yuan turned to lift her up, held her on the table and sat down. He reached out and touched her forehead. "Fever is gone. Does the throat hurt?"
"It hurts." Sufu put her arms around his neck and put her face on his shoulder.
Sufu has changed a lot than before. Now she will act coquettishly and rely on him, but she has become more silent than before.
Ke Yuan knew that she was worried about losing him.
Ke Yuan picked her up, turned to stir the porridge in the pot, and Su Fu hung on him like a koala.
Ke Yuan fed her some porridge, took her back to bed to rest, looked at her pale face, "don't go out on the wedding day, I will send someone to protect you, you know?"
Sufu lowered her eyes and suddenly turned her back to him.
Ke Yuan frowned slightly, reached over her shoulder and said, "what's the matter?"
"Nothing. It's uncomfortable to think of you marrying another woman." Sufu's depressed voice.
Ke Yuan laughed and lowered his head to her ear, "don't worry, the wedding will not be finished."
Sufu turned her eyes, suddenly pulled his arm and bit it under his wrist --
"hiss." Ke Yuan eat pain of Cu Cu eyebrow, but did not draw back hand, let her bite.
Until the smell of blood appeared in her mouth, Sufu released her hand and looked at him. "You can't find another woman unless the mark is gone."
Ke Yuan looked at the tooth mark on his arm and hooked his lips. "Cruel woman."
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Right pomelo forcing Gu Xiaoyu to speed up the production of new drugs, obviously some impatient, while planning her and Ke Yuan's wedding.
When the underworld princess married the knight, she appeared in the local major reports, and the guests invited were all people with identity.
The wedding was held in a church not far from the resort.
A woman with her hand full of blood wants to hold a wedding in such a sacred place, which makes Ke Yuan feel ironic.
Lin Yang early with people guard in all directions, snipers are hidden in high places.
The wedding was held ceremoniously, and the wedding started in the morning.
Ke Yuan and Quan you are separated for a while. They meet the guests in the church and look to one side. Quan Lao is sitting there, his eyes sinking.