I send love to Lao Gong [Quick Transmigration]

"Is it still uncomfortable?" Chu Qin pulled down the quilt a little, revealing Jiang Luo's flushed, slightly abnormal face.

Jiang Luo opened his eyes stickily: "It's uncomfortable." He opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse and difficult to utter, "Throat, it hurts."

Chu Qin frowned distressedly, and took his hand: "Baby, get up and have some porridge to moisten your throat."

Jiang Luo unconsciously rubbed his chin against the quilt, closed his eyes again: "No."

Chu Qin stretched out his hand to brush away the broken hair on his forehead: "I haven't eaten all day, isn't my stomach uncomfortable? Come on, eat something before going to sleep, okay?"

"I said I won't eat anymore." Jiang Luo was wronged, he was so uncomfortable, why couldn't he let him sleep well.

Chu Qin looked at his big pitiful eyes full of water mist, his heart was trembling with soreness, he held back and carried him out of the bed: "I can't stop eating, my stomach will be broken, you wait a while , shall I feed you?"

Jiang Luo stretched out his hand and patted his arm away, turned his face and said angrily, "No more, my throat hurts so much, why is it so swollen that I can swallow things." It was difficult to open his mouth, the tonsils must be very swollen, he Now it hurts to swallow my saliva.

Chu Qin quickly helped him put on his clothes, and put his arms like iron clamps firmly around his shoulders: "Don't move, you're going to catch a cold again later."

His body was sore and his head was dizzy. Jiang Luo couldn't bear such grievances, and tears fell down: "I even said no, it's cold, it's really cold, you still have to stay in the swimming pool Let’s say, it’s all right now, you|you’re fine and well, now I’ve caught a cold, why should I still catch a cold when it hurts so much.”

During the period of illness and fragility, Jiang Luo was in an extremely depressed mood, unable to speak properly, almost biting his own tongue again and again, anxious Chu Qin quickly stretched out his hand to pinch his chin: "It's my fault, Well, I get it, I got carried away and lost my sense of proportion, I won’t do it next time, baby, don’t cry, really, I want to cry when you cry.”

Chu Qin hurriedly wiped the tears on his face with the back of his hand: "Okay, okay, good boy, don't cry, okay, I won't do it next time."

Jiang Luo stared at him with tears in his eyes: "There will be no next time."

No matter what he said, Chu Qin just nodded his head: "Okay, okay, there will be no next time, the emperor's dragon body is important, what the emperor says is what the emperor says, just eat something, otherwise the slave will be desperate."

Jiang Luo turned his head, not looking at his heartbroken expression: "Don't eat, my throat hurts."

Chu Qin leaned over|licked the corner of his mouth, and comforted him like a child: "Drink some hot porridge, and your throat will be relieved, and your stomach will be warm, and you won't feel uncomfortable no matter where you are once you have strength."

Jiang Luo opened his eyelids: "Really?"

Chu Qin hurriedly brought over the porridge bowl: "Really, little ancestor, you are in charge—ah, open your mouth, and try to swallow it down, okay?" Chu Qin made an exaggerated swallowing movement to demonstrate to him.

With tears still hanging from the corners of his eyes, Jiang Luo laughed out loud, "It's so ugly."

"Well, I'm ugly, you look good, you're the prettiest in the whole world." Chu Qin scooped up a spoonful of porridge, put it to his mouth, tasted it, then stirred it a few more times, then scooped up another spoonful and put it in the river. Luo's mouth, "Baby, ah."

Jiang Luo glared at him and opened his mouth obediently.

The white porridge is soft and smooth. Indeed, when the hot food falls into the stomach, it seems to be dispelling the cold air from the body. Jiang Luo feels much more comfortable in his body.

Seeing the change of expression on his face, Chu Qin also breathed a sigh of relief, and took the opportunity to scoop up several big spoonfuls for him one after another.

Chu Qin took out a piece of paper to help him wipe the porridge stains from the corner of his mouth, and fed him another mouthful.This time after Jiang Luo swallowed, he bit the spoon and refused to let go.

Chu Qin didn't dare to twitch hard, for fear of breaking his teeth: "Honey, open your mouth."

Jiang Luo shook his head, even shaking the spoon twice.

Chu Qin frowned slightly, and glanced at the bowl in his hand: "There's only a little left, can you eat it up?"

Jiang Luo didn't speak, but looked at Chu Qin eagerly.

Chu Qin looked at him for a long while, and finally compromised helplessly: "Okay, if you don't eat, you don't want to eat. If you relax, your teeth won't hurt, and your saliva will fall out later."

Jiang Luo gave him an aggrieved look, opened his mouth, and pulled out the spoon from his mouth. It was shining brightly, and it was indeed stained with a lot of saliva.Chu Qin glanced at the last two mouthfuls of porridge at the bottom of the bowl, and babbled, "That's all that's left, don't eat." After he finished speaking, he scraped the bottom of the bowl with the spoon, swallowed them all by himself, put down the bowl, and used his hands Wipe Jiang Luo's mouth with the paper towel in the bag.

After eating, Jiang Luo's spirits improved a lot, and two blushes appeared on his pale cheeks. He looked at him with disgust, and his voice was still a little dry and hoarse: "Dirty."

Chu Qin carefully wiped the drool off his mouth: "It's dirty, I just wiped it for you once." After looking left and right, he helped him to lie down, and wiped his own with the paper towel in his hand mouth, and threw it in the trash can at the end of the bed.

Jiang Luo's eyes were full of uncontrollable disgust: "Hey, why are you so dirty? Is the company bankrupt? You have to save even a piece of paper."

Chu Qin pinched his cheek, leaned forward and kissed him: "Nonsense, what's more uncomfortable." He leaned down | kissed | Jiang Luo's forehead, and said to himself, "The fever has subsided. I'll go and get you some cold medicine."

Jiang Luo frowned, but didn't move away. After kissing her, she rubbed her lips with the back of her hand and gritted her teeth: "No, it's terrible."

Chu Qin: "Don't make trouble, how can the medicine taste good?"

Jiang Luo stared, aggrieved: "Why do you enjoy me and I have to get sick and take medicine? Don't you think it's unfair?"

Chu Qin helped him cover the quilt and tuck in the corners of the quilt: "Then tell me, what should I do?"

After waking up, Jiang Luo was still very reasonable. He tilted his head and thought for a while: "Why don't you drink cold medicine too."

"Okay." Chu Qin nodded in agreement without a moment's pause.

Jiang Luo squinted his eyes: "I promised so quickly, it can't be a lie."

Chu Qin pinched his nose and said with a smile, "I lie to people, but I don't lie to my baby."

Jiang Luo was still skeptical, until Chu Qin really stood beside his bed with two cups of steaming yellow-brown liquid, he was stunned instantly, and the drowsiness that had finally brewed was gone.

I don’t want to drink with you even if you drink, Jiang Luo bowed his hands pitifully: “Can you stop drinking?” He rolled his eyes, rubbed his little belly, and leaned up to a crumpled little face, "I'm full, and I have no place to drink. Besides, I'm almost healed, and I don't feel uncomfortable, so I don't need to take medicine?"

Chu Qin pinched his chin like the king of Hades and made him look at him: "No, you must take medicine, or you will have a headache again tomorrow morning."

Before Jiang Luo could protest, Chu Qin picked up one of the bowls and looked at him.

Jiang Luo pursed his lips tightly, and if he didn't drink, he didn't drink, it was just so principled.

Chu Qin didn't force him to pour it, and he straightened his neck and gulped down, Jiang Luo's eyes rolled when he saw it.

Chu Qin lick| licked the yellow-brown concoction at the corner of his mouth, without changing his face, he could still smile and rubbed his head, and handed him another cup: "Good boy."

"..." Jiang Luo reluctantly took it, and looked at him for a long time, and finally he could only close his eyes and hold his breath with a bitter face, and swallowed hard.

It wasn't bitter, but somehow felt that the taste was a bit disgusting. After drinking it, Jiang Luo even felt a little bit out of breath, and handed the cup to Chu Qin: "Don't you, you, you, you don't think it's bad?"

Seeing his grinning face, Chu Qin smiled and tidied up the quilt, held his face in both hands, leaned in and kissed the corner of his mouth: "Baby is so sweet, just kiss him and you'll be fine."

Jiang Luo rolled his eyes at him: "I'm sweet, you don't feel bad when you kiss me, but I still feel bad."

Chu Qin licked the corner of his mouth: "You are so sweet, you can neutralize yourself."

After drinking the medicine, Jiang Luo was a little sleepy, so he didn't argue with him, just nestled under the quilt and closed his eyes before going to sleep.He pushed the person on top of him: "Chu Qin, stop making trouble, I'm really sleepy."

Chu Qin: "Well, this medicine contains sleeping ingredients, I will hold you to sleep for a while."

Jiang Luo's voice was full of laziness: "The medicine is three-point poisonous. You are so healthy and healthy, and you just gobble it up. You are not afraid of drinking to death."

Chu Qin pointed at his chin, hugged Jiang Luo tightly and protected him with his body to ensure that he wouldn't get the slightest wind: "I know nonsense."

Jiang Luo: "Chu Qin, why are you so nice to me?"

Chu Qin closed his eyes and slept with him: "Then tell me, if I treat you badly, who should I treat well?"

Jiang Luo's eyes were a little hot: "Chu Qin, I won't let you take medicine indiscriminately in the future, you must, must live longer."

Feeling the warm body in his arms, Chu Qin felt extremely at ease: "Well, I will try to die as late as possible."

Jiang Luo pursed her lips and closed her eyes firmly, afraid that unknown liquid would come out of it: "Chu Qin, what should I do if you die."

For a long time, Jiang Luo didn't hear Chu Qin's voice, not even the sound of normal breathing, but Jiang Luo didn't dare to open his eyes to see his expression, so he could only hold onto his clothes tightly and yelled in a low voice. : "Chu Qin, I was wrong..."

With one arm across his waist, Chu Qin led him towards his arms: "I will try my best to live until you are gray-haired and have no choice but to find someone else."

Chu Qin pinched his belly with a smile, "Baby, I really love you. I don't want to let you go until I die. But Xiao Ning, listen to me." .”

"Things are impermanent, if... Of course, I mean, if, I really die before you, if you are still young, you can live as you want, and you can find another one, but if you love with all your heart I think being a widow for me must be the happiest thing for me, anyway, we have money, and you don't like to have too much contact with others, but the main thing is that you are happy..."

Listening to him pretending to be relaxed and gritted his teeth to say something against his will, Jiang Luo couldn't hold back, put his arms around his neck and kissed him with his eyes closed, murmured vaguely: "No, there is no one else, Chu Qin, only you, only you, no one will treat me like you, and I will not like others like you."

Chu Qin pinched his face, took a breath to hold back the smudged emotions: "Yes, yes, it is my blessing to be able to serve the emperor, and with the emperor's lucky stars, I will definitely live to be a hundred years old."

Jiang Luo hugged Chu Qin tightly, pursed his lips and did not speak, crying silently in his heart.

Chu Qin, you must, must live longer, longer, I am really, reluctant to leave you.