The big guy kept dying and became a white moonlight

Chapter 523 Hush, now is the moment of death (69)

What was Chi Fei's expression at that time?

It's all a little blurry.

...Hmm, it seems very angry.

She was comatose in bed for half a month.

The tenderness in memory seems to be the same as the tenderness at this moment. Did Chu Yu take care of her by her side like this at that time?
Will he worry about himself too?
Aunt Jiang opened her eyes limply, her eyes were blurred, her face was extremely pale, but her fever had already started to subside.

She tilted her head weakly.

It was already dark.

In the dim room, she saw the young man lying on her bedside and fell asleep, his eyes were black and blue, probably because he had been lying on the bedside to take care of himself for the past two days.

Aunt Jiang looked at him quietly, her long eyelashes drooping slightly, covering the gloomy eyes.

She moved her stiff and numb arms, and the girl's fingertips lightly landed on his delicate browbones, and then slid on the bridge of his nose.

The young man who was sleeping beside the bed was tense, and his closed eyes suddenly opened, the dark blue pupils were dark and fierce, exuding vicious tyranny.

But the moment he saw the girl, his pupils froze again, and the young man's ferocious expression turned into joy: "You're awake!"

His voice was hoarse.

Aunt Jiang was very weak, but she still curled her lips slowly, "Yeah."

Her hand was tightly held by the young man, and the girl said to him softly, "I'm hungry."

"I'll make porridge for you." Chi Fei replied immediately.

Aunt Jiang frowned, showing a hint of disgust on her pale expression. Seeing Chi Fei, his tense expression was somewhat helpless, "You just woke up, and the cold is still not cured, so you can only drink some light porridge to fill your stomach first."

Aunt Jiang stopped talking.

Chi Fei comforted her a few times, then turned and left the bedroom.

In the bedroom, the usual silence returned.

Aunt Jiang lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling above her head, she began to think about one thing.

Some details she had forgotten.

If her memory is correct, Chu Yu was indeed by her side to take care of herself when she was sick.

Why... would she forget?

At that time, Chu Yu was very gentle.

It is completely different from the usual appearance of being cool and abstinent.

Did he ever have a soft heart for himself, or a heartbeat?
Aunt Jiang didn't understand.

Her head hurts so much.

Just woke up, not suitable for thinking about these elusive questions.

Aunt Jiang sighed, and continued to sleep with her eyes closed.

When he fell into a drowsy sleep, Chi Fei's call came from his ear.

Aunt Jiang drank a bowl of hot white rice porridge under Chi Fei's service, and then he gave him a few antipyretics before continuing to sleep drowsily.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already the next morning.

Her body was held tightly in someone's arms, as long as she moved, the other party would know.

Almost the second she woke up, the young man sleeping next to her had already opened his eyes, and the tiredness that could not be hidden was in his eyes.

Before Aunt Jiang could speak, the other party raised his hand and touched her forehead.

After discovering that the girl was no longer on fire, Chi Fei was relieved.

He gently hugged the girl like a treasure, and rubbed against the side of her neck like a nostalgia. Jiang Yu heard him say in a low hoarse but thankful voice, "That's great..."

Aunt Jiang: "..."

She was silent for a moment.

He didn't speak, but turned sideways and silently hugged the young man's waist.

She raised her head and kissed Chi Fei's cheek, and said half coaxingly, "Thank you for your hard work. Let's sleep a little longer."

(End of this chapter)