In fact, Xiao Jinghuai's consciousness was not sober, relying entirely on instinct, he yelled in a daze, and was about to get out of bed. Fortunately, Yu Chu came back in time, threw away his umbrella and ran over, pushing the child back on the bed.
It was still pouring rain outside.
The sound of crashing rain and deafening thunder were all shut out, making the atmosphere very peaceful.
Her body was still wet from the rain, and she carefully moved a little away from Jing Huai, lest the air-conditioning on her body be passed on to him again, but the puddle of milk that was burnt faintly stretched out her little hand to hug her, tightly Hold on and don't let go.
Yu Chu was helpless, carefully picked up his blushing face, and handed over the medicine: "Take the medicine."
The child opened his lips unconsciously, biting the edge of the bowl with his dry and soft lips, and after drinking obediently, he still hugged Yu Chu, resting his small face on her neck.
He fell asleep again.
Yu Chu rubbed the child's hair.
His long black hair was loose, against which he was immature and beautiful against the snow-white jacket, and he hugged him tightly even when he was asleep.
It's really good to raise such a milk group.
Yu Chu put him down carefully.
…
Early the next morning.
The sunshine after the rain shone into the window, and the fresh air was pleasant. The little man on the bed trembled slightly with long eyelashes, and then slowly opened his eyes. His black and white clear eyes blinked, and he stared blankly at the top of the bed.
The next moment, the drowsy drowsiness faded away, and he suddenly remembered what happened yesterday, and immediately subconsciously got up from the bed—because of the sudden movement, his head, which had just subsided from the fever, felt a slight pain, but Xiao Naituanzi didn't care about the pain, and couldn't help it. He looked around the room anxiously.
His small face was slightly pale, his beautiful soft big eyes looked around, and his complexion dimmed slightly.
Miss Huang... Miss Huang is gone
Thinking of this possibility, the child sat blankly, pursed his lips and stayed for a long while feeling aggrieved. His dagger was properly placed on the table. The woman in red from last night was gone, maybe she was taken away for disposal.
He has always been alone in this room.
It was a very habitual thing.
But the mood was suddenly very lost, the child's clear pupils darkened, and the long eyelashes drooped down the bed alone, and walked slowly to the door in silence.
Before reaching the door, a slender figure approached from outside the door. The girl opened the door, and when she saw that he had gotten out of bed, she showed a smile: "Xiao Shiqi woke up, go wash up, I'll give you Bring breakfast."
The child just stared at her blankly.
The smile on Yu Chu's face froze, he didn't understand why cutie was looking at him like this. She touched her face, raised her eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong, I'm so pretty?"
A casual joke.
But the little cutie pursed her lips, opened her small arms eagerly at her, and said softly: "Sister Huang..."
His sound made Yu Chu lose most of his blood.
She quickly opened her hand and let the child come up to him. His fair cheeks rubbed against her shoulders, and his soft and cute voice, full of joy and contentment, whispered to her anxiously: "Miss Huang..."
Yu Chu patted him on the back.
The child's muffled and immature voice came from her shoulder in a low voice: "I thought Miss Huang had left."
Yu Chu laughed and joked, "You looked at me just now, and I thought I was too good-looking."
The child stepped back for a while, opened his beautiful eyes and said seriously: "Sister Huang is the prettiest."
"..." Yu Chu was caught off guard by the teasing, and couldn't help laughing after realizing it, "Xiao Shiqi... how many girls have you seen? Dare to say that I am the prettiest."