Now that I have a fever, it's not suitable to eat anything with strong flavors, so she didn't put in any other condiments.
When I was getting cucumbers, I found a few lemons in the refrigerator, so I took one out, rubbed the wax off the skin carefully with salt, sliced it and marinated it with honey. Although it would be better to marinate it for a while, I obviously don’t have that time now.
Lin Chu put a slice of honey lemon into the cup and poured half a cup of cold water into the quilt. When he was about to boil the water, he found that there was still scalding hot water in the kettle.
"..." Lin Chu inexplicably thought of the abnormal temperature on the thermometer in Yan Beicheng.
Seeing that the time was almost up, I made a cup of honey lemonade at a suitable temperature. I carried a kettle filled with hot water in my other hand and returned to Yanbeicheng's room.
This time the temperature is more believable, 39.8 degrees.
Then he went back and brought out the cooked millet porridge and mixed cucumber strips, and placed them on the bedside table next to him. Fortunately, Yan Beicheng was not so scoundrel as to say that he couldn't even practice bowling.
It seemed that Yan Beicheng was eating well, but he still looked at her directly while drinking porridge. Even if she was pretending to be busy, his eyes would always follow her.
Lin Chu was helpless and said with a blushing face: "Eat your food and see what I do?"
"Beautiful and delicious." Yan Beicheng smiled slightly and took a sip of the porridge, chewing it deliciously.
Lin Chu panicked and felt that the look in Yan Beicheng's eyes seemed to be her.
"Young Master Yan, stop joking." Lin Chu said uncomfortably.
"I never joke about emotional matters." Yan Beicheng said seriously, but he still held the bowl of porridge in his hand, which made him discount his seriousness, which was a bit funny. "I usually only make small jokes with my friends, such as Qi Chengzhi and the others. But you are not my friend, and I never intended to include you in this category."
Lin Chu's face turned a little pale, and he lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes hiding his hurt gaze.
She thought she had a pretty good relationship with Yan Beicheng, but it turned out that they weren't even friends. She was the one who made friends with Yan Beicheng.
"You are the woman I like, and I will never consider you a friend." Yan Beicheng said lightly.
Lin Chu: “…”
"Young Master Yan, you-"
"Yan Beicheng." Yan Beicheng cut her off, "I think our relationship doesn't need to be so clear-cut. Either you call me by my name directly, or you prefer to call me Beicheng. I prefer it."
"..." Lin Chu felt hot from his cheeks to the roots of his ears, "Young Master Yan, we actually don't know each other very well."
Yan Beicheng squinted his eyes, put down the porridge with a slight sneer, and suddenly stood up and walked over.
Lin Chu was sitting on the sofa, as if he was rooted to the ground, watching his movements, but unable to get up and avoid it. Seeing that he had already walked in front of her, he bent down and put his arms on the back of the sofa, trapping her in his arms.
Lin Chu stared at him as he suddenly came closer. His face was so close that she could even smell his breath.
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Two updates, one more to come~