Chapter 365 You are the sweetest

Shi Shuyang: "..."

Reason told her that she couldn't get used to this big pig's hoof.

But... Looking at his eyes that were especially moist due to illness, she really couldn't refuse.

There's no way, who made her responsible for the illness?
If he didn't give him his clothes last night, she might be the one who got sick.

Thinking like this, she withdrew her hand, put it on her lips and blew gently, feeling that the temperature was right, and then fed it to him again.

This time Xi Yanchu was very honest, he swallowed without saying anything.

"Is it too sweet?"

Taking into account their taste, she has tried to put as little sugar as possible.

Xi Yanchu looked into her eyes, and the little girl was looking at him expectantly.

The corners of his lips were raised, and he was in a happy mood, "Sweet."

"Is it sweet?"

"Very sweet." Xi Yanchu still looked at her and said.

Shi Shuyang thought she had put in too much sugar, and said, "No way, I didn't put in much."

He took a spoonful and tasted it himself.

She brought a set of tableware with her when she came over, and the ones she used at this time were also the ones that were used for Xi Yanchu just now.

She didn't notice at all that Xi Yanchu's eyes became extraordinarily deep because of her movements.

"Not very sweet..."

Before she finished speaking, a hand suddenly palmed the back of her head and pulled it violently.

In the next second, cool lips were printed on her lips.

Everything was so sudden, Shi Shuyang was not prepared at all, she was so shocked that she dropped the bowl.

Xi Yanchu let go of her with unfinished intentions, his hoarse voice was deep and seductive.

Shi Shuyang looked away in a panic, despite the sickness of this man, he was still a ferocious beast in his bones.

Changed the subject, "It's a pity for my meal."

She slid off the sofa, ready to pick up the debris first.

The hand was held by Xi Yanchu.

"I'll clean it up."

"Then...then I'll get you another bowl."

Fortunately, she cooks a lot.

A sick Yangou is like a poodle, so delicate that it will die.

Eating a meal is like fighting. When he was fed, it was already 07:30 in the evening when he went to the hospital.

Gu Jinghao's classmate left long ago, staying alone in the ward, alone with no one to talk to.

However, his fever came back and forth, and the doctor refused to allow him to go home.

She was sick at first, and still hungry till now, her face was pale and her eyes were full of tears, but she felt sorry for Shi Shuyang when she died.

I planned to stay with him for a while and go home later.

As a result, Xi Yanchu sent her text messages all night, and finally asked for her WeChat account, attacking with all kinds of pitiful emoticons.

Shi Shuyang had a headache.

After staying in the hospital for less than half an hour, Xi Yanchu sent her a photo of the thermometer again.

[Shubao, I seem to have a fever. 】

This guy has been calling her Shu Bao since he came back today.

It's just that he had a cold and a nasal voice, and she wasn't quite sure what it was called.

Seeing the message he sent at this moment, I suddenly realized that it was this 'Shu'.

She raised the corners of her lips. Everyone called her by her English name, or Yangyang, but he was the only one who would call her that.

Gee.

Pretty sweet.

[Wait, I'll get you the medicine and go back. 】

After telling Gu Jinghao to rest early, she wrote a prescription to give Xi Yanchu Chinese medicine.

And a wolf with a big tail, when he learned that she was going back, he was in a very happy mood.

Until a bowl of dark soup was handed to him.

"..."

vomit--

"What is this? It stinks to death." The delicate Yangou couldn't smell the Chinese medicine, and almost vomited.

Shi Shuyang smiled like a vicious stepmother, and said in a gentle voice, "Hey, drink it and make sure you'll be fine tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)

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