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Su Nuo wanted to laugh even more when she saw this scene, but this time she forced herself to hold back. She placed the ginger tea in front of Xi Ling and obediently said, "I'm sorry, I said the wrong thing. This is ginger tea. Drinking it would be good for a cold."

"Hmph, laozi would never drink such a messed up thing." Xi Ling looked at the somewhat black liquid with disdain.

"It's not hard." Su Nuo knew that Xi Ling did not like bitter food. After a pause, she added, "Tomorrow, we have to go out. If she really is sick, then it would be bad. This is for prevention."

"You're going out tomorrow?" Xi Ling said with a heavy nasal voice.

"Yes, and the temperature dropped very quickly these two days. It's easy to get sick." Su Nuo didn't know why, but looking at Xi Ling in this state, she really wanted to laugh. Even her normally reserved attitude was reduced a lot.

"Since it's a precaution, I'll just barely drink a bit." Xi Ling disdainfully picked up the bowl and drank all of the ginger tea.

"It really doesn't taste good at all." So what if it was Xi Ling? He was like a cute little rabbit.

"Yes, I didn't cook well." Su Nuo knew that Xi Ling loved face the most, so she left with him.

In the evening, Su Nuo helped Xiling make more ginger tea and put it in a thermos so that he could drink it at any time.

When he opened the door, Bei Chen Han was indeed inside. During this period of time, Su Nuo had also calmed down a lot. Of course, she was much more clear-headed than before, but she would occasionally indulge herself.

"Why is it so late today?" Bei Chen Han sat on the sofa and turned to look at Su Nuo.

"Xiling has a cold. I — helped him make some ginger tea."

"He, a grown man, can take care of himself, why are you worrying so much?" Regarding Xi Ling, Beichen's words were already very reasonable.

"Right." Su Nuo did not refute, as Su Nuo had always treated Bei Chen Han with respect.

Yawning.

Beichen sneezed.

Su Nuo suddenly looked at him, "Bei Chen Han, you have a cold?"

"Nope." Bei Chen Han could clearly see the worry on Su Nuo's face, and he could not help but feel good about it.

"I'll boil some ginger tea for you as well. What if you really catch a cold?" He went to the refrigerator to get the materials.

Su Nuo did not seem to be worried about being exaggerated at all. Perhaps it was only because the person in front of her was Bei Chen Han. No matter how much she wanted to escape, she could not help but love him.

Thus, even if he had only suffered a little, Su Nuo would still feel an extreme pain in her heart.

Bei Chen Han did not stop them, but continued to sit on the sofa with his smiling eyes following Su Nuo. Bei Chenghan had never felt that it was so pleasing to see a woman busy in the kitchen, and it made him happy.

Su Nuo busied herself for a while before bringing the thick ginger tea in front of Bei Chen Han. Indeed, it was just as Beichen had said. He was not sick, he just twitched his nose and sneezed. Bei Chen Han smiled as he looked at Su Nuo.

"That — while it's hot." Su Nuo felt embarrassed.

Bei Chenghan suddenly pulled Su Nuo into his embrace, "Then why don't you feed it to me?"

Su Nuo was stunned. Even in the past six years, she had never seen Bei Chen Han act like this. It was as if he was playing around with his lover.

Bei Chen Han looked at the foolish Su Nuo, and his mood became better: "Since Xiao'er is unwilling to feed me, then I'll feed Xiao'er." Saying so, he took a sip of ginger tea and then kissed Su Nuo. Su Nuo opened her eyes wide, allowing Bei Chen Han to kiss her.

For six whole years, the number of times he received the kiss could not be counted. Only this time, Su Nuo's heart was beating so fast that it could not stand still. Only this time, Su Nuo had the urge to cry.

Bei Chenghan, why is it that when she's determined not to drown in love, she can't stop herself from loving him, and she can only be willing to sink to the bottom of the earth. Descend. So — even if it's an illusion, just let her indulge in it one last time, okay? He slowly closed his eyes, wrapped his arms around Beichen's neck and kissed him.

Bei Chen Han froze, feeling that Su Nuo was trying to please him. He didn't care that the nearest sofa was there, so he asked for Su Nuo.

Xi Ling was drinking the ginger tea prepared by Su Nuo. After waking up, he felt much better. There were almost no symptoms of illness. He woke up unexpectedly early in the morning.

Su Nuo was thinking about Xi Ling's cold and how it came early. She also bought some medicine on the way and was worried that it would get worse. When he opened the door, he saw Xi Ling sitting on the sofa in her pajamas, watching television.

"You're up?" Su Nuo didn't expect that Xi Ling would wake up so early.

"Hmm, why did you come so early today?" Xi Ling glanced at Su Nuo, then turned back to his television.

"I woke up too early." Su Nuo didn't want to show her concern on purpose, especially since she was a person who didn't like to talk.

Su Nuo placed the thermos bottle in front of Xi Ling. This was the morning when she woke up and helped Bei Chen Han prepare breakfast. She specially made Jiang tea for Xi Ling: "You should be able to catch a cold after a few more drinks."

"En, I'm hungry. Go and cook for me." Xi Ling picked up his thermos and started drinking.

"Right." Su Nuo noticed that Xi Ling's clothes were very thin. Although there was an air conditioner in the living room, it was also the easiest way to get sick. She went back to the kitchen and brought over a coat from the closet, placing it next to Xi Ling.

Xi Ling raised his head, and a rare look of shock appeared on his handsome face.

"About that — it's been a bit cold these two days. It's better to wear more." Su Nuo felt embarrassed by his gaze.

"Idiot woman, what are you doing? I'm telling you, even if you want to please me, I won't give you a salary increase." The usually overbearing voice at this moment was not as forceful as before.

"I-I didn't mean that."

"It's good that you don't have any." Xi Ling unnaturally grabbed the clothes and put them on. He even raised his chin high.

Su Nuo saw that Xi Ling had put on her clothes and felt relieved. She turned around and walked to the kitchen. This person was really like a child. He was extremely overbearing, yet he still cared so much about face.

Xi Ling peeked at Su Nuo who was in the kitchen and whispered, "Mind your own business." He pulled on his coat.

After the two of them had dinner, Su Nuo followed Xiling out and worked until the evening before returning. On the road that was not considered empty, Su Nuo followed the small crowd and walked with a thoughtful expression. No one knew what she was thinking about.

A sudden wave of nausea came over him. Su Nuo covered her mouth and quickly crossed the street. She stopped beside a pile of trash.

Su Nuo held onto one of the fences. She lowered her head as if she wanted to spit something out, but there was only a little bit of acid.

Only after a while did Su Nuo recover a bit. It was as if all the strength in her body had been sucked away. She felt a bit weak as she squatted in the corner and followed the path in her abdomen. It looked like his stomach wasn't feeling well again. Su Nuo could not help but shake her head. In the past, yes, things from a long time ago, when she was with Bei Chen Han, she was actually always vomiting. She secretly went to the hospital and it turned out to be a stomach disease. Suddenly, the cell phone in his pocket vibrated. Su Nuo picked it up and saw that it was Xiling.

"Hello."

"You are Xiling's assistant, aren't you?" The person who called was actually not Xi Ling.

"Right." Su Nuo was slightly nervous.

"Xi Ling, this guy is drunk. Go to XX Shop and bring him away."

"Yes, I am." Before Su Nuo could ask any more questions, the other party had already hung up. It really was very similar to Xiling. As expected of his friend. Su Nuo thought this was somewhat funny.

At XX Shop.

"Damn, who said I'm drunk, I still want to drink." Xi Ling slammed the table and stood up.

"Good, good — I'll drink again later." The only other man looked at his watch, perfunctorily.

In the end, the matter was settled and the person was drunk. He could have sent Xi Ling back, but he didn't know where he was, and he had an urgent matter to attend to so he could only look through Xi Ling's phone and look at the number that was left over. After thinking for a while, he called Su Nuo.

Sue paid the taxi driver. Forget it, I'll just eat less of this money to make up for it. Su Nuo never forgot about paying back Bei Chen Han's money. She withdrew her reluctant gaze from the taxi and hurried to find Xi Ling.

Opening the door, he panted as he entered the store. Without waiting for the waiter to come over, he had already spotted Xi Ling and walked over to them.

"You are Xi Ling's assistant?" The man was a bit dissatisfied with Su Nuo's weak look and worried that he would screw it up if he gave it to her.

"Yes." Suno didn't talk much to strangers.

"You idiot woman, why did you only arrive now?" Xi Ling turned his head and saw Su Nuo.

His phone rang again, and the man didn't answer it. He frowned and said, "Send it back well and don't make any forks. Do you hear me?"

"Yes." "Yes," Su Nuo answered obediently and watched as the man left. She then looked at Xi Ling worriedly before disappearing from the room.

"We're going back." Su Nuo walked in to help the Mausoleum.

"You're not allowed to touch me, you idiot woman." Xi Ling shook off Su Nuo's hand. "I'll go back by myself." He then stood up shakily and walked towards the door. When the waiters at the side saw this, their hearts started to itch. They wanted to go up and help. Su Nuo helplessly followed behind him as Xi Ling lost her balance. Su Nuo rushed forward to support her. In the end, she was once again left behind by Xi Ling.

On the street, Xi Ling's sports car was parked. Xi Ling took out the key and leaned against the car as he tried to find an opening. Su Nuo was a bit embarrassed. That's right, she didn't know how to drive, so what should she do with the car? Looking at the completely irrational Xi Ling, Su Nuo shook her head. Xi Ling cannot drive. Forget it, let's just wait until tomorrow.

Su Nuo gritted her teeth and hailed a taxi. She couldn't possibly let Xi Ling walk back with her. If he found out, wouldn't he skin Su Nuo alive?

"Put this car here first. We're going home." Su Nuo was trying to communicate with Xiling.

"This is my car. You idiot woman, mind your own business." Xi Ling glared at Su Nuo in annoyance.

Why did this person have such a bad temper when he was drunk!? "…" Su Nuo didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Let's go back and eat until we're full, then come back again, alright? " Sue could only think of how Xiling liked to eat the food she cooked. Now that he thought about it, Su Nuo felt that other than being able to cook, there really wasn't anything else she could do.

"Eating?" Xi Ling blinked and looked at Su Nuo.

When Su Nuo saw that it seemed to be effective, she hurriedly nodded and added, "I've cooked your favorite food. If you don't go back now, it'll be too cold."

I'm sorry, Xiling, but she didn't want to lie to him.

"Then why aren't you going back?" Xi Ling became even more fierce. As he spoke, he walked towards a taxi that was waiting impatiently for him. Su Nuo finally let out a sigh of relief. After getting on the car, Xi Ling was quite obedient. After arriving, he opened the door and walked out shakily without waiting for Su Nuo. He entered the villa familiarly, causing Su Nuo to hurriedly follow behind him.

"Where's the food?" "Where's the food?" Xi Ling looked at the empty table and turned to glare at Su Nuo. "You idiot woman, you actually dared to lie to me."

"I'll do that right now." Su Nuo felt a little guilty.

"Hmph, I'm not going to touch anything you make. It's definitely poisonous." As he spoke, Xi Ling turned around and walked towards the bedroom. When Su Nuo saw that he didn't want to eat, she followed closely behind him. Xi Ling saw his own bed in front of him. He was in a trance, and was about to lie down. Su Nuo was startled. She was about to fall to the ground.