Lose 100 million today

"Where did you get it?" The garland was conspicuous. When Bu Qing entered, Chuzheng asked, "Who got it for you?"

Although Bu Qing's skin color is not very white now, it is much whiter than that of normal people. She wears rich clothes and a garland, which does not make her look girly, but gives her a sense of refinement.

As long as he appears, any scenery can only be reduced to background color.

Bu Qing put down the porcelain cup and took off the garland.

——Miyun gave it to me.

"Why would he give you this thing when he has nothing to do?"

Cheap grandson is not trying to steal someone from me!

——I don’t know.

Bu Qing didn't say the strange words Mi Yun said to him.

He observed Chuzheng for a while and didn't think there was anything wrong with Chuzheng.

"Don't ask for things from others in the future."

Bu Qing nodded obediently, threw the garland out of the window, then held the porcelain cup in front of Chu Zheng and motioned for her to drink.

"What's this?"

Bu Qing pointed at himself, I did it.

"so smart?"

Bu Qing pursed her lips and smiled, her cheeks turned a little red, and she looked at Chu Zheng expectantly.

Chu Zheng stirred it with a spoon and tried to take a sip. The soup was rich and delicious, with a slightly sweet taste.

Bu Qing blinked, and there were just a few big words written on his face: "Does it taste good?"

Chuzheng motioned Bu Qing to sit over. Bu Qing didn't have any psychological burden and sat obediently in Chuzheng's arms.

"It tastes good." Chuzheng hugged him.

Bu Qing smiled brightly, took the spoon, and took the initiative to feed Chu Zheng.

Chuzheng thought this was a bit troublesome: "Drink it yourself."

Bu Qing tilted her head.

——But this is for you to drink.

"..." Chuzheng took a deep breath: "I'll do it myself."

Bu Qing's cheeks puffed up slightly and he shook his head. He just wanted him to feed him.

Chuzheng: "..."

Are you sick?

You want to feed me spoonful after spoonful of something that I can kill in just a few mouthfuls? When do I have to drink?

calm!

You cannot refuse a request for a good guy card.

call!

I can!

"Change it."

"???"

Chuzheng lowered her head and whispered in Bu Qing's ear: "Feed it with your mouth, or I will drink it myself."

Bu Qing: "..."

Bu Qing's ears turned red, and his fingers holding the spoon were slightly loose.

Chuzheng breathed a sigh of relief, good guy Ka dared to fight with me...

Before Chuzheng could finish her thoughts, Bu Qing's hand holding the spoon suddenly tightened again. He lowered his head and took a sip, then raised his eyes slightly to look at Chuzheng.

Chuzheng: "..."

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Bu Qing is becoming more and more courageous. Chu Zheng has come to realize this more and more recently. He is well-behaved, but sometimes he does things that are a bit unexpected.

Chuzheng held her head and stared at the sleeping person next to her.

There was a hint of softness in his usually calm eyes.

Chuzheng brushed the strands of hair in front of Bu Qing's forehead with his fingertips. The fingertips slid from the center of his eyebrows to the bridge of his nose.

Bu Qing may have noticed the itch, so he raised his hand to scratch it, then turned slightly sideways, leaned into Chu Zheng's arms, found a comfortable position, and rubbed it twice.

Chuzheng didn't know what she was thinking, but she remained in that position without moving for a long time.

"cough……"

Chuzheng suppressed the desire to cough, took away Bu Qing's hand on her waist, carefully lifted the quilt and got off.

When she was two meters away from the bed, the sleeping person opened his eyes and looked at Chu Zheng's leaving figure.

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Chuzheng left the room, unable to suppress the surge of discomfort.

"Cough cough cough..."

It felt like he was coughing out all his internal organs, his hands felt warm, and the smell of blood spread at the tip of his nose.

"squeak--"

There was a sound of the door opening behind me.

Chuzheng turned her head, and saw the young man standing behind wearing only a white undershirt and barefoot, looking at her blankly.

He saw the blood in Chuzheng's palm.

Chuzheng took out a handkerchief, wiped away the blood, and said calmly, "Bu Qing, I might be dying."

The young man's body swayed slightly, and the color on his face instantly disappeared. He walked over and supported Chu Zheng.

The words 'you're lying to me' were written in his eyes.

"I'm not lying to you." Chuzheng took off her outer robe and put it on him: "I don't have much time." If it was true what the big island master said, she couldn't find any other way to cure her body. , time is indeed running out.

Bu Qing shook his head, not believing it.

She looks obviously fine...

But why do you vomit blood when you are well?

Bu Qing was a little anxious and opened his lips several times, but no sound came out. He could only hold Chu Zheng's arm hard.

Chuzheng took the person back to the room: "I told you because I think you have the right to know, but I hope you can calm down. It's useless even if you are anxious, right?"

How does this make him calm?

Bu Qing jumped out of bed and went to the desk next to him to get some pen and ink.

——I don’t want you to die.

"Everyone will die. If my body can't hold on, I will die." Chu Zheng stuffed his feet into the quilt.

Bu Qing thought Chu Zheng's words were strange, but he didn't quite understand them.

——We will see a doctor and he will be cured.

Chuzheng shook his head.

——Doctor...it's useless?

If it is really what the big island owner said, the doctor will definitely be useless.

Her body has been nurtured by medicine since she was a child. Only he knows what medicine the three island masters used on her during this period.

Bu Qing held the pen tremblingly, and didn't write a word for a long time. He suddenly let go of the pen and paper, leaned over, and hugged Chu Zheng tightly.

He doesn't want her to die.

The boy's body was shaking slightly, with panic and fear that he didn't even know he had.

Chuzheng patted his back: "It's okay, don't be afraid."

Why isn't he afraid?

He wants her to stay with him all the time, why...

-

Bu Qing just held her in his arms and sat there all night. No matter how much Chu Zheng coaxed him, he still refused to sleep.

The next day, the boy's eyes were slightly swollen and bloodshot, but his face was extremely pale, which looked a bit scary.

"Sleep well."

Bu Qing shook his head and held on to her not to let go, as if Chu Zheng would disappear as soon as he let go.

Chuzheng became impatient and pressed Bu Qing's shoulder. Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly saw the fear in Bu Qing's eyes.

That was an emotion she hadn't seen for a long time since she took the person to her side...

Chuzheng felt inexplicably softer in her heart.

"Bu Qing, I can't die yet, but if you continue like this, you will need me to take care of you. Do you think this is appropriate for you?"

"Now sleep well, okay?"

Bu Qing was silent for a moment, nodded, lay down on her own, and closed her eyes.

Chuzheng exhaled silently.

She didn't really want to hide it from Bu Qing, but now seeing him like this, she felt...

Bu Qing's closed eyes suddenly opened again. He took Chu Zheng's hand and clasped it, looking at her intently for several seconds before closing his eyes.

Within a few seconds, he opened it again.

Chuzheng: "..."

"I'm not leaving." Chuzheng stretched out her hand to rub the bridge of his nose, and the next second said fiercely, "Hurry up and sleep."

Bu Qing slowly closed her eyes and did not open them again this time.

Chuzheng was also very sleepy and decided to sleep with him for a while.

Chuzheng didn't know how long she slept. When she got up, Bu Qing was not in the room. There was only a note left by him.

——I won’t allow you to die!

Chuzheng raised her eyebrows, learning not to use them anymore.