The fish soup made from Poria cocos does not add extra seasonings, but only adds a few medicinal herbs. It smells faintly of medicine, and the fish soup also maintains the maximum deliciousness. Chu Qing was so hungry by the delicious fish soup that she even ate an extra bowl of rice. He was so complimentary that it made Fu Lingle smile.
After finishing the meal, Chu Qing's whole body felt warm and a thin layer of sweat broke out on her forehead. "So satisfied." He took off his robe and casually placed it on the back of the chair, sighing comfortably.
Fu Ling neatly put away the dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen. When she came out, she saw Chu Qing sitting at the window wearing thin clothes. She hurriedly said: "Hey! Can you take good care of your body? It's cold at night, and you are blowing the wind like this. How can I get better?"
Chu Qing was suddenly slapped on the face, and he argued a little aggrievedly: "Don't I feel hot? Oops, the wind only blew for a while, it's okay, don't worry!"
"Humph, if you feel uncomfortable later, don't come to me!" Fuling turned her head and walked away angrily.
Soon, Chu Qing tasted the consequences of what he had sown. He was lying on the bed, feeling pain in his legs like needles pricking him, and he couldn't use any strength at all.
It was bearable at first, but gradually, the pain became more severe. Chu Qing gritted his teeth to prevent himself from groaning in pain. If he had known better, he should have listened to Fuling's words. Chu Qing regretted in his heart. He must have caught a cold just now. Although his legs were well covered in the quilt, he still felt the biting coldness.
The sound of Chu Qing's constant movement woke up Fu Ling from her peaceful sleep. She asked confusedly: "Chu Qing, what's wrong with you?"
"I'm fine..." Chu Qing didn't want her to worry, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was shaking badly. Fu Ling could tell that something was wrong. She suddenly woke up, reached into his quilt, and felt his coldness. hands.
Chu Qing originally thought that Fu Ling was going to sarcastically mock him again, but Fu Ling just asked, "Does your leg hurt?" Chu Qing opened his mouth to speak, but Fu Ling blocked him back: "Don't try to deal with me. You can't hide it from me."
In this case, he could only nodded slightly. The next second, his quilt was lifted by Fu Ling. Chu Qing was startled and shouted: "What are you doing? It's very cold!" Before he could finish speaking, a warm body got in. In his arms.
Fu Ling hugged him tightly under the quilt. Her body exuded warmth, which made Chu Qing's cold body show signs of warming up, and his legs seemed to be less painful.
"How are you, do you feel better?" Fu Ling asked softly, her head still hidden under the quilt, her voice muffled.
The warmth from Poria cocos was transmitted through their clothes, not only warming Chu Qing's body, but also his heart.
He raised his arms and hugged Fu Ling, and said softly: "Fu Ling, I will remember all the good things you did to me. I don't know how to be good to you, but I swear, I will stay with you for the rest of my life. I’ll try my best to protect you, okay?”
He waited for a while, but there was no movement from Poria, which made him feel a little uneasy. He shook the person in his arms and asked, "Fu Ling? Are you asleep? What I said is serious. If you heard it." ..”
Before she finished speaking, Fu Ling suddenly raised her head, beat Chu Qing's chest, and said angrily: "Fool! How can I be so aggressive!"
Chu Qing received a punch unexpectedly, but he knew it was a sign of Fu Ling's shyness. After all, his chest didn't hurt at all. He was about to make a few jokes with her, but found that Fu Ling's face was shining with water.
"What's wrong? Why are you crying?" Chu Qing was a little panicked and didn't know if he said something wrong.
Fu Ling wiped her tears on Chu Qing's clothes and said, "I'm so touched! Now, go to bed!"