"You must take the medicine now. If you don't take it again, you will get sick and lie down." Yu Fei collected zhuoran's dishes and chopsticks.
"I'll wash it." Zhuo ran was embarrassed to ask Yu Fei to wash the dishes again.
"Let the patient wash the dishes. My father will scold me to death if he knows."
Zhuo ran saw that Yu Fei was determined not to, so he had to give up, "then I'll go back to my room first."
"Good."
Xie Baoling came into the kitchen with barely moving noodles. "Feifei, is salt on sale?"
"Ah?"
"The noodles are salty enough to make pickles."
Yu Fei took a pair of clean chopsticks, picked the noodles in Xie Baoling's bowl, tasted them, and spit them out.
He looked at the empty bowl in his hand.
There's a bad feeling.
Dip some soup with chopsticks and taste it.
How salty!
Did Zhuo ran eat such a salty bowl of noodles just now?
She even asked him if it was delicious.
Yu Fei flushed her ears with a pretty face.
Ugly!
Probe to look out of the window, Zhuo Ran has been upstairs, can't see.
Xie Baoling's sharp eyes saw Yu Fei's empty noodle bowl, "zhuoran?"
Yu Fei smiles awkwardly.
"So much salt?" Xie Baoling opened her eyes wide.
"Well." Yu Fei was so depressed that she wanted to die.
"Did he eat?"
"Well."
"He didn't say anything?"
"No Yu Fei's face wrinkled with bitterness.
The expression on Xie Baoling's face became particularly wonderful. The salty face was eaten by zhuoran without humming, which showed that he didn't want to embarrass Yu Fei.
Zhuo ran and Yu Fei have a door!
"I'll make you another bowl." Yu Fei takes the noodles from Xie Baoling's hands and pours them into the garbage can.
"Don't cook. I just had some snacks. I'm not very hungry. The play I'm chasing is not over, so I'll go on watching it. " Xie Baoling left wisely.
As soon as Xie Baoling left, Yu Fei put her head under the wall and threw her to death.
No matter what, he didn't say that it was not delicious. He said that it was salty and tasteful.
Yu Fei remembers zhuoran's cold, quickly washes the bowl, takes the cold medicine, and goes to zhuoran's room.
To the door, think of the bowl of noodles, there is no courage to knock on the door.
The door suddenly opened, and Zhuo Ran's slender figure appeared at the door.
Yu Fei breathed and said, "I've brought you medicine."
"Thank you." Zhuo ran took the medicine from Yu Fei.
Yu Fei turned around and left. Suddenly, there came a cool voice from behind, "take a few pieces of this."
Yu Fei is depressed to think of a bump to death again. She just thought about the noodles and prepared the medicine, but she forgot to write the dosage on the medicine bag.
Take a deep breath and calm yourself down.
Turning back, he quickly snatched the medicine bag from Zhuo Ran's hand, "do you have a pen?"
Zhuo ran looks at the desk in the room. His pen is on the desk.
Yu Fei ran to the table, quickly in the medicine bag to pay attention to the frequency and dosage of medication.
Then took out a quantity, and went to pour the boiled water, put the water cup into Zhuo Ran's hand, just handed over the medicine.
"This medicine is drowsy. Finish it and have a good sleep."
"Good."
Zhuo ran finished his medicine and held a warm glass. His heart was as warm as this one.
Yu Fei watched him take the medicine and took the cup from his hand, "that..."
"Why?"
"The noodles just now..."
"Very good."
"Ah?"
"Noodles It's good. "
"Not salty?"
"Salty."
"That's ok?"
"It's warm after eating." Not only warm body, but also warm heart.
"Oh."
Yu Fei laughs. It's sweet in my heart. It's good not to be disliked.
PS: good night! ~
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