Chapter 18

Josh went over and pulled her to the sofa and sat down. There was a cup of hot ginger soup on the tea table. Xiaoling sat beside her and watched the songs of Chu.

"Come on, Chuge. Drink the ginger soup while it's hot. It's cooked by Xiaoling. It can prevent cold." Josh did not drop her hands to wipe Chu GE's hair. Chuge took a look at Xiaoling and opened her mouth. The thank-you was unable to say. Xiaoling didn't open her eyes slightly.

At night, Chuge and Xiaoling squeeze into a bed.

"Thank you, Xiao Ling." Chuge sits on the bed and looks around the room. The simple and clean sheets and pillows are not like the dreamy color of girls in Chuge's room. There is no decoration on the wall. The window is closed, but she still sees a bonsai on the windowsill. The light in the room is slapped on Chuge's face, bringing a trace of apology.

"Well, go to bed early." Xiao Ling tidied up the things on the table and turned to Chuge.

"Ah "Autumn" Chuge suddenly sneezed. Unfortunately, the sneeze was like a long line after another, which almost confused her heart, liver, spleen, lung and kidney.

Chuling no longer hands a paper towel to Xiaoling.

"Thank you..." Thanks word did not finish, another real sneeze blurted out, without ambiguity.

That night, she announced that she had a cold. After the event, Chuge concluded that she had to have a good temper at the right time, the right place and the right people. The rainy day was not good, and she was sad and hurt herself. No, it's coming, it's coming, it's coming, "ah Autumn... " Ah, sneeze king.

"Chuge goes back to have a good rest. When the teacher gets well, he can't be willful again." As she treated her daughter, she liked Chuge very much. Last night, she didn't ask why. She thought it was Chu song's conflict with her family. Now children are stubborn and unconvinced. Thinking of this, Josh smoothed Chu song's hair behind her ears.

Looking at the teacher in front of her, Chuge is a little sour. Josh looks in her thirties, and her wrinkles are creeping up the corner of her eyes, but her hands are very beautiful. If her mother is still...

Chuge doesn't continue to think about it, Chuge's sight slightly drifts down the door, and she should face it.

"Go ahead and don't keep your uncle waiting." Josh sent Chuge to the door. Xiaoling had already gone to school this morning. Chuge took out a pen from her schoolbag. The pen was black. Chuge liked it not because of the color, but because of the feeling. Last night, when Xiaoling packed her schoolbag, she saw that her pen had been thrown away for a long time and couldn't throw out any ink, but she still refused to use it on her face. Chuge didn't know why she gave her a pen. Maybe it was a show of kindness between children, but she didn't realize it now.

Josh took her to the door until she saw Chuge get on the expensive black Porsche before she turned around and went home.

Sitting in the second seat, I went home in silence.

If sister-in-law opens the door to see Chu song, her face is anxious and happy: "just come back, just come back."

Chu song just nodded to rusao.

If sister-in-law didn't see the abnormal look of Chu song, she was just immersed in the joy of finally returning from the night without a shadow. She put on her slippers, took her schoolbag, and then busied herself to make breakfast.

Only Qin Shichen and Chuge are left in the living room. Chu song is wearing yesterday's clothes, so is Qin Shichen.

Did he go out last night and didn't come back?

When she got up this morning, Chu Ge felt headache and dizzy. Her head seemed to have been soaked in the water. Her body was hot, her feet were still floating and her eyes were red. She never looked at Qin Shichen and went upstairs.

"Come back." A cold low voice, Chuge body trembled, uncle never used such a tone to talk to her, since she came to this home, but the pace did not stop.

"Songs of Chu!" There's something in the voice, no doubt about it.

Stop and turn.

The long eyelashes formed a shadow in the deep eyes, and the sad expression rippled at the bottom of his eyes. But even so, Chu song is still high and small, sick is not willing to show weakness, small eyes slightly red, Chuge thought that maybe it was smoked by the body heat, maybe it was reflected in his uncle's eyes, and so on.

Qin Shichen sighed and walked slowly. He held the song of Chu as stubborn as a little donkey into his arms. How could he not see that the donkey's face was crimson. He was still so stubborn when he was ill, and his steps were not as relaxed as usual.

A slender and well-balanced hand covered her smooth forehead. The ice and heat touched each other, which made Chuge shrink in unconsciously. She still didn't speak. Her forehead was extremely hot. Qin Shichen was helpless and distressed. She flicked her forehead gently to punish her dishonesty.

Then he picked up the Chuge and went upstairs to return to the familiar room. Chuge did not feel familiar with it. His small face was still full of pride. Looking at Qin Shichen, he was very angry and funny: "don't you want to talk to uncle?" He bent over and gently covered the quilt beside her. Chu song lay on the bed and let Qin Shichen tuck in the quilt for himself.

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