The sweet daily life of being chased by a beautiful goddess
Chapter 101: Lu Feng is sick
As the night passed, Zina was awakened by the sunlight shining through the gap in the curtains.
She covered her eyes, leaned up against the backrest of the bed with difficulty, pressed her drowsy head a few times vigorously with her fingers, recalled the scene in her dream, her face turned red instantly, "Oh, how do you do this?" dream!
So soon. Together?
It must be because I think too much during the day, and I think about it day by day and dream about it at night.
But, if only Lu Feng took the initiative as in his dream! "
Zina tapped the phone screen twice, "It's past ten o'clock, is Lu Feng awake?"
She's really embarrassed to find Lu Feng now!
Zina washed her face and poured half-cold water on her face, trying to cool down her whole body.
She went back to the bed and tucked into the quilt and turned around for a while, her stomach rumbling, reminding her that it was time for breakfast.
I tapped the phone screen again, it was eleven o'clock.
"When will Lu Feng wake up!"
"very hungry!"
"It's so cold in the room, I really want to get into Lu Feng's bed to warm up for a while, it must be very warm."
Zina was not mistaken, Lu Feng's body was indeed very warm.
It's not because Lu Feng's room is warm.
He didn't stay in bed either.
Instead, he has a fever!
Lu Feng turned over on the bed weakly, his sore and swollen eyes couldn't be opened even under the glare of the sun.
Hiss. This cold and hot feeling on my body is really uncomfortable!
He tried to reach for the quilt on the bed, but found that there was no
Looking at it again, the whole quilt was piled up under his feet, no wonder he had a cold and a fever, and he didn't cover the quilt all night!
He raised his limp hand, pressed his nose hard twice, and took another two breaths of air, badly it was blocked.
While his mind was like a mess, the phone rang.
He squinted his eyes halfway and clicked on the latest news.
It's Zina's.
Zina: Are you awake?I'm so hungry, I want to eat [grievance/]
Compared with Aunt Zhang, Lu Feng's cooking skills are obviously better, so Zina wants Lu Feng to cook her breakfast. On a beautiful morning, the two of them cook and eat together, how warm it is.
So after thinking for a long time, Zina sent a message to Lu Feng.
Lu Feng let out a heavy breath, he was thinking about seeing the colorful expressions on Zina's face after a dream.
I also feel refreshed after a night.
But now he has no energy at all. He never expected that after a good night, he would be greeted with a cold and a fever!
Sure enough, the wedding in the underworld has side effects of riding a horse.
Lu Feng knocked hard on the bed, venting his inner displeasure, and slowly got up.
Why!My wife has already spoken, and I have to do it despite being sick.
Lu Feng pushed open the door weakly, and as soon as he opened the door, there was Zina wearing a satin pajamas with suspenders and a shawl, holding a water glass and drinking water.
Lu Feng felt that his eyes were about to stare straight. What's wrong with her wearing such cool clothes this morning?
Could it be that the sense of substitution in the dream is too strong, really
Zina swallowed heavily, looking at Lu Feng's handsome face, the half-real feeling in the dream surged in her mind again.
Hey. I finally calmed down.
Seeing Lu Feng mention it again.
But Lu Feng doesn't look right!
It doesn't matter if his forehead is red and ugly, and there are still fine beads of sweat on his head, and even his body, which usually stands upright, is now half bent.
The lips that were usually moist and naturally rosy were now dry and bloodless.
Lu Feng looked at Zina and said weakly, "Xiao Qi, water, give me a sip of water."
"Ah?" Zina was puzzled for two seconds, and quickly handed the water glass in her hand to Lu Feng, "Here you are."
Lu Feng raised his head and gulped it down, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down following the swallowing movement.
Seeing his state and seeing how something was wrong, Zina hurried up and covered his forehead with one hand, "It's so hot."
Then he touched his cheek, "Lu Feng, you have a fever."
Lu Feng sniffed his nose, took two deep breaths, and said softly, "I seem to have a fever, Xiao Qi, do you have any medicine at home? Get me two pills. I'll make you breakfast first. You're hungry."
Lu Feng dragged his body towards the kitchen, and Zina grabbed his wrist, "You're already like this, what should you do, you go back and lie down, I'll find some medicine for you, I'll make breakfast, I can cook noodle."
"It's okay, Xiaoqi, I'll cook a meal."
"No! Go back and lie down, or I will get angry."
Zina took Lu Feng's arm, dragged him into the guest room abruptly, and pressed him on the bed, "Have a good rest, baby, I'll go get you some medicine."
Lu Feng didn't push her back this time, and he was really uncomfortable, he really didn't want to move, it's good to be taken care of.
He was lying on the bed, and Zina came back after a while, still holding a big medicine box, she put down the medicine box and went out again, and this time brought back a water basin and clean towels.
"Lu Feng, come. Get up."
Zina supported Lu Feng's neck and shoulders, and helped him up, clutching a few small pills in her hand, "Oh, open your mouth."
When Zina's fingers touched his dry and shameless lips, her heart ached.
Holding the water glass, Zina put it into his mouth, "Drink more hot water."
Lu Feng gulped down two full cups, feeling much warmer.
Zina shook the silk quilt on Lufeng's bed, "This quilt seems a bit thin."
She rummaged through the wardrobe in the guest room, padded her feet a few times, and took out a thicker winter duvet from the topmost position, and covered Lu Feng's body.
"Can this be warmer?"
Lu Feng scratched the corner of the quilt, "Well, it's much warmer this way."
Zina filled the basin with hot water with a towel, wrung out the water vigorously, and covered Lufeng's forehead with the warm towel, "Warm?"
Lu Feng squinted his eyes halfway, and his eyes fell on Zina's palm, and saw the red patch, he took his hand out of the quilt, shook Zina's little hand, feeling the temperature above, "It's very warm, but you The water used was so hot that your hands were red."
"It's okay. Although this method is a bit old, it should be quite useful. My mother took care of me like this when I was young."
Lu Feng chuckled, "Then I should call you now."
Zina flicked him on the head, "You're already like this, you're still not in shape."
"Wrong wrong."
Suddenly, as if remembering something, Zina's eyes sank, "Uh, Lu Feng, did you drink that glass of wine yesterday? I'm sorry, Lu Feng, I didn't expect that."
"I don't blame the glass of wine. I teased you yesterday. I can drink quite well. It's because it's too cold. It's normal to be sick this season. I struggled so long yesterday."
Tossed so long yesterday.
The speaker didn't mean it, but the listener meant it. What Lu Feng was referring to was that it rained yesterday and he went to Ai Jiajia to work for so long.
But Lu Feng's words made Zina's heart stop for half a beat. She hurriedly tucked his quilt tighter, and said anxiously, "Well, Lu Feng, I'll cook noodles for you."
She covered her eyes, leaned up against the backrest of the bed with difficulty, pressed her drowsy head a few times vigorously with her fingers, recalled the scene in her dream, her face turned red instantly, "Oh, how do you do this?" dream!
So soon. Together?
It must be because I think too much during the day, and I think about it day by day and dream about it at night.
But, if only Lu Feng took the initiative as in his dream! "
Zina tapped the phone screen twice, "It's past ten o'clock, is Lu Feng awake?"
She's really embarrassed to find Lu Feng now!
Zina washed her face and poured half-cold water on her face, trying to cool down her whole body.
She went back to the bed and tucked into the quilt and turned around for a while, her stomach rumbling, reminding her that it was time for breakfast.
I tapped the phone screen again, it was eleven o'clock.
"When will Lu Feng wake up!"
"very hungry!"
"It's so cold in the room, I really want to get into Lu Feng's bed to warm up for a while, it must be very warm."
Zina was not mistaken, Lu Feng's body was indeed very warm.
It's not because Lu Feng's room is warm.
He didn't stay in bed either.
Instead, he has a fever!
Lu Feng turned over on the bed weakly, his sore and swollen eyes couldn't be opened even under the glare of the sun.
Hiss. This cold and hot feeling on my body is really uncomfortable!
He tried to reach for the quilt on the bed, but found that there was no
Looking at it again, the whole quilt was piled up under his feet, no wonder he had a cold and a fever, and he didn't cover the quilt all night!
He raised his limp hand, pressed his nose hard twice, and took another two breaths of air, badly it was blocked.
While his mind was like a mess, the phone rang.
He squinted his eyes halfway and clicked on the latest news.
It's Zina's.
Zina: Are you awake?I'm so hungry, I want to eat [grievance/]
Compared with Aunt Zhang, Lu Feng's cooking skills are obviously better, so Zina wants Lu Feng to cook her breakfast. On a beautiful morning, the two of them cook and eat together, how warm it is.
So after thinking for a long time, Zina sent a message to Lu Feng.
Lu Feng let out a heavy breath, he was thinking about seeing the colorful expressions on Zina's face after a dream.
I also feel refreshed after a night.
But now he has no energy at all. He never expected that after a good night, he would be greeted with a cold and a fever!
Sure enough, the wedding in the underworld has side effects of riding a horse.
Lu Feng knocked hard on the bed, venting his inner displeasure, and slowly got up.
Why!My wife has already spoken, and I have to do it despite being sick.
Lu Feng pushed open the door weakly, and as soon as he opened the door, there was Zina wearing a satin pajamas with suspenders and a shawl, holding a water glass and drinking water.
Lu Feng felt that his eyes were about to stare straight. What's wrong with her wearing such cool clothes this morning?
Could it be that the sense of substitution in the dream is too strong, really
Zina swallowed heavily, looking at Lu Feng's handsome face, the half-real feeling in the dream surged in her mind again.
Hey. I finally calmed down.
Seeing Lu Feng mention it again.
But Lu Feng doesn't look right!
It doesn't matter if his forehead is red and ugly, and there are still fine beads of sweat on his head, and even his body, which usually stands upright, is now half bent.
The lips that were usually moist and naturally rosy were now dry and bloodless.
Lu Feng looked at Zina and said weakly, "Xiao Qi, water, give me a sip of water."
"Ah?" Zina was puzzled for two seconds, and quickly handed the water glass in her hand to Lu Feng, "Here you are."
Lu Feng raised his head and gulped it down, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down following the swallowing movement.
Seeing his state and seeing how something was wrong, Zina hurried up and covered his forehead with one hand, "It's so hot."
Then he touched his cheek, "Lu Feng, you have a fever."
Lu Feng sniffed his nose, took two deep breaths, and said softly, "I seem to have a fever, Xiao Qi, do you have any medicine at home? Get me two pills. I'll make you breakfast first. You're hungry."
Lu Feng dragged his body towards the kitchen, and Zina grabbed his wrist, "You're already like this, what should you do, you go back and lie down, I'll find some medicine for you, I'll make breakfast, I can cook noodle."
"It's okay, Xiaoqi, I'll cook a meal."
"No! Go back and lie down, or I will get angry."
Zina took Lu Feng's arm, dragged him into the guest room abruptly, and pressed him on the bed, "Have a good rest, baby, I'll go get you some medicine."
Lu Feng didn't push her back this time, and he was really uncomfortable, he really didn't want to move, it's good to be taken care of.
He was lying on the bed, and Zina came back after a while, still holding a big medicine box, she put down the medicine box and went out again, and this time brought back a water basin and clean towels.
"Lu Feng, come. Get up."
Zina supported Lu Feng's neck and shoulders, and helped him up, clutching a few small pills in her hand, "Oh, open your mouth."
When Zina's fingers touched his dry and shameless lips, her heart ached.
Holding the water glass, Zina put it into his mouth, "Drink more hot water."
Lu Feng gulped down two full cups, feeling much warmer.
Zina shook the silk quilt on Lufeng's bed, "This quilt seems a bit thin."
She rummaged through the wardrobe in the guest room, padded her feet a few times, and took out a thicker winter duvet from the topmost position, and covered Lu Feng's body.
"Can this be warmer?"
Lu Feng scratched the corner of the quilt, "Well, it's much warmer this way."
Zina filled the basin with hot water with a towel, wrung out the water vigorously, and covered Lufeng's forehead with the warm towel, "Warm?"
Lu Feng squinted his eyes halfway, and his eyes fell on Zina's palm, and saw the red patch, he took his hand out of the quilt, shook Zina's little hand, feeling the temperature above, "It's very warm, but you The water used was so hot that your hands were red."
"It's okay. Although this method is a bit old, it should be quite useful. My mother took care of me like this when I was young."
Lu Feng chuckled, "Then I should call you now."
Zina flicked him on the head, "You're already like this, you're still not in shape."
"Wrong wrong."
Suddenly, as if remembering something, Zina's eyes sank, "Uh, Lu Feng, did you drink that glass of wine yesterday? I'm sorry, Lu Feng, I didn't expect that."
"I don't blame the glass of wine. I teased you yesterday. I can drink quite well. It's because it's too cold. It's normal to be sick this season. I struggled so long yesterday."
Tossed so long yesterday.
The speaker didn't mean it, but the listener meant it. What Lu Feng was referring to was that it rained yesterday and he went to Ai Jiajia to work for so long.
But Lu Feng's words made Zina's heart stop for half a beat. She hurriedly tucked his quilt tighter, and said anxiously, "Well, Lu Feng, I'll cook noodles for you."
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