The son is on the bottom, the general is on the top

Hurrying back to the house, Xiao Ling opened the door and saw Yuwen Feiheng, who was not wearing a mask, hugged Su Ziqing in, and his whole body was dripping wet. He asked in surprise, "My lord, what's going on?"

"Hurry up and prepare hot water." Yu Wenfei left the words and rushed to the room quickly.

"Oh, yes yes yes." Xiao Ling came to his senses and hurried to the kitchen.

Shen Dabao followed and said, "Let me help you."

"Hey, wait a minute!" Mo Yanzhi called out to stop them.

Xiao Ling turned around and asked, "Doctor Mo, what's the matter with you?"

Mo Yanzhi ordered, "Boil the water later, and cook some ginger soup by the way."

"Yes, I'll go right away." Xiao Ling replied clearly.

And Mo Yanzhi saw that Shen Dabao was also completely soaked, so he said, "Dabao, you should go and change your clothes first."

"Thank you, Doctor Mo, for your concern." Shen Dabao said with some embarrassment, "But I was born in a farming family, and my body is very strong, so nothing will happen... Ha Chirup!"

Just as he was talking, a snot came out, Xiao Ling dodged a little and said in disgust, "You'd better listen to Dr. Mo and go change your clothes."

"...I'm really fine...ha chirp!" Shen Dabao rubbed his nose back and forth, but couldn't help but sneezed again.

"Hehe, I was sweating just now and was directly drenched in the rain, so it is inevitable that I will catch cold easily." Mo Yanzhi squinted her narrow eyes and said with a smile, "But don't take it lightly, or you will get better if you wait for a small disease to get serious. .”

"Alright then." Hearing what he said, Shen Dabao shuddered inexplicably, and said to Xiao Ling, "Linger, I'll go to the kitchen to help you later."

Xiao Ling waved his hand and said, "Okay, you can go!"

Watching them go away, Mo Yanzhi shook his head, turned around and walked to his room.

……

Yu Wenfei kicked open the door vigorously with his feet, carried Su Ziqing to the bedside, and stretched out his hands to take off his drenched clothes.

Su Ziqing blushed, pressed his hand and said, "General, I'll do it myself."

"I know best where there is a mole on Ziqing's body. Why are you still so shy in front of your husband?" Yu Wenfei was not blocked by him, and he still took off his belt while talking.

"I'm not as shy as you are." Su Ziqing said in a low voice. For some reason, he had a fever, and his cheeks became more red.

"Heh!" Yu Wenfei, as if out of revenge, scraped off his clothes, revealing his gleaming white body.

"Ah!" The unsuspecting Su Ziqing immediately bent up in shock, covering his body with folded arms, and said angrily, "You rascal!"

"I'm a rascal." Yu Wenfei generously admitted, leaned forward and blew on his cheek.

"You...what are you going to do?" Su Ziqing was so nervous that he almost bit his tongue because the other person was too close to him, but he felt him lift the quilt behind him and wrap it around him.

"Huh?" Yu Wenfei raised his eyebrows and pinched his nose deliberately, "Did my Ziqing think of something lewd just now?"

"...I didn't." Su Ziqing turned his head away, but felt his face was getting hotter.

Seeing that his hair was still dripping, Yu Wenfei stopped teasing him, "I'll get a dry face towel to wipe your hair first."

Su Ziqing quickly reached out and grabbed his wrist and called, "General."

"What's wrong?" Yu Wenfei turned around and asked.

Su Ziqing replied, "General, hurry up and change your clothes, or you'll catch a cold too."

Yu Wenfei frowned, "In Ziqing's eyes, is it possible that being a husband is so weak?"

"The general...don't think Ziqing is so weak." Su Ziqing could naturally feel the tension and love of that person.

Yu Wenfei raised the corners of his lips and smiled slightly, touched his cheek and said, "It's not that you are weak, it is indeed my heart that has become weak for you. If you have something, how can I bear it."

Su Ziqing raised his eyes and looked up at him, his long eyelashes trembling, "Ziqing is the same with the general..."

"Well, it's really rare that Ziqing can take the initiative to express his true feelings to my husband." Yu Wenfei lowered his body and kissed his lips, his eyes curled down, "But I still don't want to change, after all, I still need to change it later." take a shower with you."

"..." Su Ziqing's emotion just now seemed to disappear in an instant.

"Dong dong dong." There was a knock on the door.

It's rare that he and Ziqing are in such a good mood now, and when they were interrupted by the damn knock on the door, Yu Wenfei called out slightly uncomfortably, "Come in!"

"It seems that it's not the right time to come down." Mo Yanzhi stepped into the gate, and saw the person on the bed with a flushed face, and the person beside the bed with a dark face, and said, "Then I have no choice but to leave first, Wu San'er I will discuss the current affairs with the general later.”

"Okay, you go out." Yu Wenfei was very satisfied with his wit.

After Mo Yanzhi withdrew, Su Ziqing said with guilt on his face, "Obviously I was responsible for this matter, but now I am making you tired, General."

"Huh?" Yu Wenfei leaned forward again and said, "If Ziqing feels guilty, then he will take good care of you as a husband after he recovers."

"Okay." Su Ziqing stretched out two lotus arms and put them on his shoulders, without any hesitation in his eyes.

Seeing that he had never been so obedient to himself, Yu Wenfei's dark eyes darkened, "If Ziqing's body didn't allow it now, I..."

"Dong dong dong!" Another knock on the door interrupted their words.

At this moment, Yu Wenfei turned his head and looked around the room, gnashing his teeth, "I think the feng shui in this room is very bad!"

"What?" Su Ziqing was stunned, not understanding why he said that for a moment.

Yu Wenfei immediately decided, "Let's change rooms tonight, this place is too evil."

After waiting outside for too long, Xiao Ling shouted at the door, "My lords, the ginger soup is ready."

Seeing his general's neurotic appearance, Su Ziqing said, "Ling'er, come in."

"Yes." Xiao Ling pushed the door and walked in holding two bowls of ginger soup.

"Okay, just put it on the table." Yu Wenfei just wanted to chase away people at the moment.

But Xiao Ling was not like Mo Yanzhi who could read words and expressions, and asked, "My lord, where have you been? Why are you all soaked through?"

"Just go out to do some errands." Yu Wenfei came over and picked up a bowl of ginger soup, then walked over to feed Su Ziqing, and asked, "Is the water ready?"

Xiao Ling immediately said, "Hurry up, Dabao will bring it over when it's ready."

"That's right." Because of Wu San'er's matter, Su Ziqing didn't see Yu'er for two days, so he asked, "How is sister-in-law Yungui? How is Xiao Yuer?"

Xiao Ling tilted his head and replied, "Sister-in-law Yungui has always been in a daze these two days, but Yu'er has grown even more lovely since drinking the nanny's milk."

Su Ziqing thought of Xiao Yu'er's white and chubby appearance, and said with a slight smile, "Really, I'll go and see them when I have time."

Hearing that he couldn't forget that girl again, Yu Wenfei turned his back to him, and said to Xiao Ling fiercely, "It's nothing, you go down first!"

"...Yes." Xiao Ling shrank her neck, suddenly felt scared, and didn't dare to stay any longer.