Lu Qilin's frown that was already slightly frowned became even tighter.
As expected, Lu Che was ill. Not only did he start talking nonsense, but his voice also became weird.
Lu Qilin didn't want to look at Lu Che at first, but his eyes were unconsciously attracted by her voice.
Hearing that Lu Che's voice was sharper and softer than usual, like a small animal whimpering, Lu Qilin subconsciously lowered his eyes, and unexpectedly met those misty eyes.
Lu Qilin: "..."
The man's throat felt a little dry, he frowned and said, "Don't move around."
After finishing speaking, he immediately picked up Lu Che, who was wrapped in his arms, and carried him on his shoulders.
This is a standard, man-carrying action, and there is no tenderness at all.
Lu Che's stomach was already constricting violently, but when Lu Qilin suddenly lifted it onto his shoulders, his stomach was pressed against him, and his face turned pale from the pain.
"Uh... no... it hurts..." The soft voice just now became weaker, and cold sweat even oozes from Lu Che's forehead.
She was hung upside down behind Lu Qilin, and her little hands subconsciously grabbed onto Lu Qilin's lower back.
Lu Qilin felt the pain coming from his lower back, and there was a trace of her hands scratching his fat-free back.
Lu Qilin's deep eyes narrowed slightly, and he turned Lu Che who was on his shoulders back, letting her fall sideways into his arms.
He lowered his eyes to look at Lu Che, who was pale and angry as he nestled in his arms, his dark eyes glowed coldly, and he said a little impatiently, "You are a man, and you are a soldier. When did you become like this? I can't bear a little bit of suffering."
Lu Che took the man who scolded him as if he was drunk, covered his stomach, and said in a flat tone, "Even if you have to suffer, there is no reason not to feed someone. Young master, I have a stomach problem... can you let me go?" I'm coming down, don't bother me, I want to go to the kitchen to find something."
She took back what she thought the young master was gentle and considerate after being drunk.
This man has no restraint at all.
He was drunk himself, and she took care of him every time.
Now, she is not feeling well and sick, not only does the young master not take care of her, but he also wants to carry her to bed to do that kind of thing.
It takes physical strength to do that kind of thing!
The young master is not afraid that she will die on the bed due to exhaustion.
Lu Che complained in his heart, but he didn't notice that the face of Lu Qilin who was holding her turned black and white.
After several changes, he didn't say a word, retracted his powerful arms, held the slightly petite body in his arms, and headed towards the restaurant.
"Eldest young master, I can..." Lu Che was feeling puzzled, but before he could say anything, a burst of fragrance attracted everyone's attention.
On the originally empty and deserted dining table, five or six different dishes had already been placed at some point.
Steaming porridge with mist... fried dumplings that are charred on the outside and tender on the inside...
After being stir-fried and heated, the saozi looks very appetizing...
There is also a cold preserved egg, the kind with chopped red and green peppers!
Looking at the knife skills, they are all neat and small dices, unlike Lu Che, who sliced onions as big as dices, and diced as big as chunks.
Lu Che's eyes were all attracted by the table full of food, which was extraordinarily rich for her.
So fragrant, so warm, so delicious... Just looking at the table full of dishes, her stomach feels warm.
"Master, did you do all of this? How did you do it... You've been in the kitchen for less than an hour... You've never cooked before."
Others might think that Lu Qilin was hiding something, but Lu Che followed him since he was a child.
Whether Lu Qilin can cook, and whether he has been in the kitchen, no one knows better than Lu Che.