Zhuang Xiaoyu lay down obediently, and asked, "You've been taking care of me, didn't you close your eyes?"

"I'm afraid you'll catch a cold by kicking the quilt." Qin Wuyan asked Yu Sui to fetch water, and then asked the wet nurse to serve up the boiled shredded chicken porridge, ordering them one by one.

Qin Wuyan went to the ear room to adjust the water temperature, Yu Sui took a change of clothes from the cabinet, lifted the gauze curtain mysteriously, and leaned in front of Zhuang Xiaoyu, "Miss, Mrs. Qin is so kind to you, he has served you all night without taking off his clothes." , I just waited in the side hall, and I refused to give my hands to others."

Zhuang Xiaoyu wanted to smile, but Yu Sui touched her lips again: "Your lips are dry and chapped, and Mrs. Qin even applied clam oil on your lips, and covered them with a wet towel, so that your lips are moist."

Zhuang Xiaoyu licked her lips, and there was indeed no dead skin that was so dry that it peeled off.

Yu Sui was extremely satisfied with Qin Wuyan, and his impression immediately rose to the same level as Min Rui's, calling out one by one.

Just as he was talking, Qin Wuyan came out from the ear room: "The water temperature has been adjusted, I'll take you to take a bath and wash your hair."

Just as Zhuang Xiaoyu was about to sit up, Qin Wuyan had already bent over, picked him up with the quilt, went to the side room, and ordered Yu Sui by the way: "Change the bed and put a new one on it."

Yu Sui quickly changed the position on the bed, and walked to the door of the anteroom: "Miss, do you want me to wash your hair for you?"

"No, I'll just wash it." It was Qin Wuyan's voice.

Yu Sui covered her mouth and smiled, Xiao Sui stepped out of the bedroom.

Qin Wuyan helped Zhuang Xiaoyu wash her hair, then wiped it half dry with a cotton cloth, tied up her long hair with a jade hairpin, inadvertently lowered her eyes, and saw the imprint on her wrist, and felt more and more guilty in her heart. Touching her hand, he asked, "Does it still hurt?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu was sleepy and shook her head weakly.

Qin Wuyan promised: "I won't do this again in the future."

After washing, Zhuang Xiaoyu stood up holding the edge of the tub, "Okay, I'm a little hungry."

Qin Wuyan wrapped her up, dried her body, changed into a clean underwear, carried her to the bedroom, put a backrest on the head of the bed, let her lie on it, picked up the porridge on the table, spoonful by spoonful Feed her.

Zhuang Xiaoyu raised her eyes to look at the man in front of her, stretched out her finger, and the pulp of her finger slid down along his brow bone, but the sadness in her eyes became more and more.

Qin Wuyan raised the corners of his lips, held her hand, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Tears welled up in Zhuang Xiaoyu's eyes, but there was a smile on his face: "Ayan, you are still as handsome as when I first saw you."

Qin Wuyan couldn't help laughing: "It's said that people depend on clothes, so haven't I become more eye-catching?"

"Of course there are." Zhuang Xiaoyu withdrew his hand, "But I still often miss the way I saw you for the first time. When I looked at you, what I thought in my heart was that there are such handsome people in this world. God is too partial to grow into your appearance.

God has treated me well, but I have met you. If I don't save you, it will be too much for God. "

Qin Wuyan blew cold the porridge in the spoon, and fed it to her lips: "So you think so in your heart."

Zhuang Xiaoyu ate half a bowl of porridge, but waved his hands and refused to eat.

Qin Wuyan ate the remaining half of the porridge in the bowl, put the empty bowl on the table, and wiped the corners of Zhuang Xiaoyu's lips with a wet handkerchief: "Do you want to lie down for a while?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu shook her head, still leaning on the pillow, staring at him fixedly, and suddenly said: "Ayan, all of my courtyards are your people, right?"