"Girls don't like dishes with too much flavor? The girl might as well have a taste of the mushroom soup. Although the mushroom is cooked in chicken soup, the chicken soup is filtered in advance, and it's not greasy at all. It's a rare vegetable dish in winter. Girl might as well have a taste! "

Cui Liu is not good, and then urges Du Qiaoyun to have a meal. She simply puts down her body and brings up chopsticks to serve Du Qiaoyun.

Du Qiaoyun suspected that there was something wrong with the meal. Now seeing that the servant girl was too attentive, he was more sure that there was something wrong with the meal.

Naturally, she couldn't eat the problematic food into her stomach, and let herself faint again.

But there is no suitable excuse, and it is difficult to push off, Du Qiaoyun thought of a way.

Du Qiaoyun rubbed his forehead painfully and said to Cuiliu, "girl, I'm really sorry for your hospitality, but I really can't eat anything now.

I didn't know what to eat when I was in the restaurant at noon. I still drank two mouthfuls of wine and fainted. Until now, my brain is still dizzy and uncomfortable. Now I feel sick when I see what I eat. "

Cui Liu hears speech, facial expression a stiff, Du Qiaoyun says don't want to eat, how can she do?

Du Qiaoyun is a guest. She is a servant for the host's family. There is no reason to force the guests to eat, is there?

"Since the girl doesn't feel well, why don't you take a cup of tea and have a rest, and I'll find a doctor for you?"

Cuiliu doesn't wait for Du Qiaoyun to refuse, so she turns her back to Du Qiaoyun and pours a cup of cold tea.

When she served tea, she didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. The fingernail of her thumb accidentally soaked in the tea. She quickly put her fingers away, pretended to be nothing, and handed the tea to Du Qiaoyun.

Although Du Qiaoyun didn't see Cui Liu's little action, she was as black as ink, but Du Qiaoyun could see it clearly.

Knowing that the other party intends to harm her, Du Qiaoyun will not drink this cup of tea foolishly.

Pretending to be flattered, she stood up and respectfully welcomed the tea from Cuiliu.

"How dare you bother me, girl? I'll do it myself!"

Cui Liu saw that Du Qiaoyun took the initiative to pick up the tea. She was so happy that she quickly handed it over.

As a result, I don't know if she let go too fast, or if Du Qiaoyun didn't connect, the cup fell to the ground and broke into dregs.

After repeated calculations, Cui Liu's face is very ugly, looking at Du Qiaoyun's eyes full of doubt.

One time is a coincidence, two times is a coincidence?

If she didn't eat the food, maybe she really didn't have an appetite, but now she doesn't even drink tea, which is very suspicious.

Or she saw through their calculation, and deliberately pretended to be confused with her.

Or she is very defensive, even if the things here are OK, she will never enter.

"It's all my fault that the maid knocked over the tea and didn't scald the girl?"

Cuiliu saw Du Qiaoyun shaking his head, and then went on, "if the girl really does not feel well, you might as well go to bed to have a rest. I'll change a pot of hot tea for you, and by the way, I'll invite a doctor for you."

Although Du Qiaoyun didn't want to drink tea or see a doctor, he couldn't get rid of the green willow that was staring at her all the time.

"Thank you, girl!" Du Qiaoyun sees Cuiliu's hand to help her. He can only pretend to be weak and lean on Cuiliu. She helps her to bed.

Cui Liu is used to waiting on people. She first put Du Qiaoyun on the bed carefully, then took off her shoes, and then covered her with a quilt. She was even so careful that she tucked in the corner of the quilt. Finally, she put down the bed curtain and then walked back.

Du Qiaoyun originally said that dizziness and sleepiness were just excuses. Unexpectedly, after he got into bed, he felt sleepy. He couldn't help but close his eyes and fell asleep.

Standing beside the bed, Cui Liu heard the long breath inside and looked down at her sleeves, showing a meaningful smile.