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Chapter 1387 Sheng Chong Qingmei: School grass, sweet love! twenty three

The girl's voice was soft and crisp, and she looked at him with a smile in her black and white eyes, like a cared-for little animal.

He Xinghe seemed to have been poked into the softest part of his heart, his clear eyes flickered slightly, and he suddenly wanted to touch her head.

"Aunt Ji has gone to the store. You go back and take a shower later. My grandma cooked your meal. You come over to eat later."

"it is good."

The park is not far from home, about ten minutes away.

However, when walking halfway, Chong Ai felt weak all over and couldn't move anymore, and staggered dizzily.

He Xinghe quickly reached out to support Chong Ai.

"Ji Qingmeng, are you okay?"

The boy supported her with an umbrella in one hand and said, "You take the umbrella, and I will carry you back."

Chong Ai was happy in his heart, but he showed an embarrassed look on his face, and said: "It's not very good."

He Xinghe frowned slightly, put the umbrella in her hand, squatted down in front of her, and said, "Come up."

The corners of Chong Ai's lips curled up slightly, and she leaned on the boy's back with the umbrella.

The young man's thin body was exceptionally strong, and he easily carried her on his back, and walked quickly towards the front.

Soon, He Xinghe returned home with her on his back.

"key."

Chong Ai took out the key from his pocket, He Xinghe took the key and opened the door, and walked into the room with her on his back.

"Which room?" he asked.

"That room." Chong Ai pointed to his own room.

He Xinghe carried her into the bedroom, then put her down, and said, "You... take a hot bath first, do you have cold medicine at home?"

Chong Ai said with a slightly hoarse voice when he caught a cold, "There are cold medicines at home."

The first time He Xinghe entered the girl's bedroom, he didn't look around and asked, "Where is it?"

"In the drawer under the living room table."

He Xinghe went out to find cold medicine, poured a glass of water into the bedroom, and said, "Get up and take your medicine."

Chong Ai took the medicine from his hand and put it in his mouth, took the water glass to drink and swallowed it.

He Xinghe told her to rest well and left the room.

About an hour passed.

There was a knock on the door.

Chong Ai got out of bed and walked towards the door wearing her shoes, glanced at the cat's eye, and opened the door.

He Xinghe stood outside and said, "Are you feeling better? Come over and have dinner."

Chong Ai said: "I don't want to eat."

Seeing her weak appearance, He Xinghe felt uncomfortable, and said, "Eat some, or your stomach won't be able to bear it."

Grandma He also came out, and said, "Qingmeng, come quickly and have some warm food, and sleep after eating, the cold will be cured."

Chong Ai went to He Xinghe's house.

Grandma He cooked a table of home-cooked dishes, and the aroma of the dishes wafted in the air.

"Gululu~" Chong Ai's stomach began to protest,

He Xinghe, who was coming out of the kitchen with a meal, happened to hear it.

Chong Ai, who was sitting upright, couldn't help but blushed. Just now she refused to say no to eating, and she was immediately slapped in the face by her own stomach.

"..."

The corners of He Xinghe's lips twitched slightly, Qingjun's face remained expressionless, and he put the bowl of rice in front of her.

"Eat quickly."

Soon Grandma He also came over, and the three of them ate quietly.

After eating, Chong Ai returned to her home, lay down in the warm bed, her thoughts were a little fuzzy.

Thirteen or fourteen-year-old He Xinghe looked a little cold, but he was actually quite caring and caring.

The cold was still not healed, and she fell asleep in a daze.

(End of this chapter)