Indulgent Husband and Sweet Wife

The next day, Feng Jinghe lay honestly on his floor. He breathed a sigh of relief, and then found that his head was groggy and seemed to have a cold.

It seems that last night he dreamed that he was lying in the ice and snow as a sign. He was groggy, and suddenly someone stepped on his stomach, and Feng Jing hesitated, bowing like a little shrimp.

Meng Zheng, who stumbled on people, was also frightened, and howled and jumped away, but was tripped by the quilt under her feet, and she threw herself to the ground, putting together the already-closed competition. After pressing down, Feng Jinghe's head hit the ground, and he couldn't help but make a groan, he felt himself more dizzy.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh been already since now,"

Feng Jinghe frowned fiercely: "What's your name?"

He was obviously the injured person?

After being so shouted by Feng Jinghe, Meng Yue finally calmed down, she shook her head hard, and then found out the situation. She woke up in the morning, thinking she was at home, so she squinted out of bed. I was going to the bathroom, but accidentally stepped on Feng Jinghe, and I was scared to death.

Looking at Feng Jinghe with a pale face and a cold sweat, Meng Yue broke into his heart and wondered if he would step on someone. She carefully looked at Feng Jinghe and asked, "You ... are you all right?"

Feng Jinghe was bitter. With such a frustration, he lost almost half his life: "It's okay, you should get up first."

"Oh oh." Then Meng Yue hurriedly got up from Feng Jinghe, "Where have I stepped on you?"

Feng Jinghe covered his stomach and said in pain, "You better not ask."

Suddenly there was an indescribable embarrassment: "What, then hurry up, I'll take you to the hospital."

Feng actually talked about the corners of his mouth: "You don't need to go to the hospital, the cause is hard to say."

Meng Yue was even more embarrassed. While covering her coat in a panic, she hurried out: "Ahem, I'll go downstairs and see if there is anything I can help you with."

As expected, Lu Zhanke was getting worse and worse. It didn't take long for Song Shizhang to be injured.

Not surprisingly, Feng Jinghe caught a cold, with a hoarse voice, a red nose, and sneezing.

Ai Changhuan found cold medicine for him, cooked **** tea, and added a quilt. Finally, he wondered, "Isn't two quilts enough? Your physical fitness is a little too bad, right?" It ’s not as good as Meng Yue. "

Facing Ai Changhuan's doubtful gaze, Meng Yue could only bite his head and said, "That's because he didn't sleep well. He often rolled out of the quilt or hit the quilt in the middle of the night. It's strange not to catch a cold."

Feng Jinghe raised his eyebrows and looked at Meng Yue. What, he didn't sleep well?

Meng Wei was a little afraid to look directly into Feng Jinghe's questioning eyes. She reached out a hand to cover her face, and continued to say, "He still got up from the ground this morning, I don't know when he rolled to the ground. "

Ai Changhuan looked at Feng Jinghe in surprise. He did not expect that such a big man would still quilt. It was incredible.

Feng Jinghe couldn't dismantle Meng Yue, he could only help his forehead, and then silently carried this black pot behind his back.

Because of guilt, Meng Yue personally helped Feng Jinghe bring Jiang Tang over to him, and reminded him to pay attention to the hot, busy, like a hard-working bee.

Feng Jinghe also seemed to enjoy her service very much.

After eating breakfast, Ai Changhuan bitterly followed Father Yang uphill to collect medicine, which made Pei Xiaofei so happy that he no longer had to run up and down with his grandfather.

Feng Jing co-operated as a patient, but was forced into the quilt by Meng Yue, and covered with two quilts, which made him sweat well.

Mencius himself quietly went to Yang Anxin.

Because when she got up this morning, she found that her feet were almost good, and she did n’t feel any pain when walking, and the burning sensation disappeared. It seemed that the method provided by Mr. Yang was effective, but she I also want to thank a person, that is Feng Jinghe, if it was not he who forced her to treat her yesterday, maybe her condition will continue to deteriorate today.

So, in order to repay the competition, she decided to learn soup with Yang Anxin.

After understanding her intentions, Yang Anxin was happy again, saying, "The relationship between you and your husband is really good. He was just caught a cold, and anxious you."

"No ..." Meng Yue looked embarrassed.

"What's the embarrassment of this, the two of you should be happy to be happy, I know, you feel bad for him."

"This ... isn't ..."

"Haha, like Chang Huan before, you obviously care, but you like to talk hard."

There was a moment of embarrassment in Meng Yue's heart, and she was afraid that Yang Anxin would continue to supplement her brain. She hurriedly explained: "It's not like that, he will catch a cold because of me, so I ...

Yang An blinked, wondering: "What's the matter? It stands to reason that both of you are hot-blooded youths. You only feel hot when you sleep together. Why do you catch a cold?"

Almost all of Meng Yue's head couldn't be lifted, and she couldn't explain the actual situation. She could only hack the Feng Jingxin again in front of Yang Anxin.

Yang Anxin, like Ai Changhuan, was shocked. He couldn't think of a well-dressed Feng Jinghe who could not sleep well.

"Okay, I know, I can still cure this kind of cold, and make sure that the soup is not bitter." Yang Anxin's formula is made from Bupleurum, Pinellia, Ginseng, Licorice, Scutellaria baicalensis, Ginger Jujube, jujube, etc. are successively put into a casserole according to a certain ratio, and slowly cooked, and because jujube and licorice are added, the soup medicine has a little sweetness.

Afraid that she might accidentally dry up during the boil, Meng Yue had to stay by the stove and watch the fire, but Yang Anxin was leaving her to Pei Xiaoping by the way because she was going to do something else.

The adults in the family are not there, Meng Yue is a newcomer, and he looks very bullied at first glance, so the demon nature of Pei Xiaofei, the bear child, is exposed at once.

For a while, she dragged Meng Yue to let her play with him, and then she asked him to peel peanuts for him, and then she ate fruit again. At first Meng Yue went with him, but later she was tortured and ignored him.

Pei Xiaofeng's provocations were ignored twice, and he finally decided to make a big move.

He ran to find his toy water gun, then filled it with tap water, and fired at her while Meng Yue stared at the fire.

Meng Zheng was waiting for the soup to boil well, and suddenly a cold water fell from the sky, spilling her face, she shivered coldly, and looked back angrily to see Pei Xiaofei arrogantly laughing there.

"Hahaha, you can't fight the heroes, just obey them!"

Meng Xie's eyebrows fluttered, and she was finally angry: "Pei Fatty, you are looking for a fight!"

Pei Xiaofei made a face at her, and then Saya ran away. When Meng Wei chased out, Pei Xiaofei had already run away.

Meng Yue touched his wet hair and clothes and stomped his feet.

With her arms folded on her back for a while, she turned back to the kitchen.

As a result, when he returned to the kitchen and saw the smoke on his head, Pei Xiaofei was sneaking towards her medicine pot, seemingly to make trouble.

Yang Anxin explained it before. Do not open the lid before the soup is cooked. Otherwise, the medicine will evaporate.

So she immediately called out, "What are you doing?"

Seeing Meng Hui returning so soon, Pei Xiaopeng was also startled. He shrank his hand and pulled people aside. He continued to point Meng Hui with a water gun: "Come here, keep chasing me ... "

Only then did Meng Yue understand that Pei Xiaofei's fundamental purpose was to see what was cooked in the pot, so he deliberately provoked her.

She couldn't help but feel funny, she was indeed a child of the military house, so she knew how to tune the tiger away from the mountain, and she was just embarrassed.

She turned, stopped in front of the pot, and squinted and said, "I warn you, don't make any more noise, or I'll tell your mother later."

Pei Xiaofei made a grimace again: "I'm not afraid of you, you come after me if you have the courage."

"I don't." The medicine was ready immediately, so she wouldn't leave.

Pei Xiaofei made heavy efforts and raised a water gun to desperately fire at Meng Xun. This time, the cold water was fierce. Meng Xuan was sprayed with a face, and the cold water kept flowing down his neck, wet the sweater outside. With the shirt inside, the rest of the water dripped down the floor along the corners of the clothes, and fainted at the feet.

Meng Zhengrong shivered, but stubbornly refused to move one step. No matter how Pei Xiaofei sprayed her with cold water, she did not leave until the medicine was over, and she turned off the fire. Pei Xiao fat: "Do you think I really dare not hit you? I just couldn't make it, little bunny, don't run if you have a kind."

She used a basin to collect a basin of cold water, and continued with a grin, "You said, is your weapon powerful or my weapon powerful. If I go down this basin, you can't even move the frozen road. . "

Pei Xiaofei looked at his water gun, and then looked at Meng Xun's basin. He immediately realized that he was in a disadvantaged position, and after yelling despicably, he ran away.

"Hum, fight with me, you're still too tender!" Meng Yue did not go after him, found a bowl, poured out the medicine, and hurriedly returned to give Feng Jinghe a drink.

Afraid that the medicine had no effect, Meng Wei had no time to change clothes. He just wiped his hair and neck with a towel, and then went upstairs and entered the room.

Feng Jinghe was still sleeping, and seemed to be very uncomfortable, her eyebrows were still frowning. She touched Feng Jinghe's forehead with her hands, and the heat surprised her.

"Why is it so hot?" Meng Zheng was afraid of accidents, and quickly awakened Feng Jinghe. "Wake up, it's time to take the medicine. After taking the medicine, go to sleep, OK?"

Feng Jinghe slowly opened his eyes. The continuous high fever had made him a little unconscious, so after looking at it for a while, he recognized that the person in front of him was Mencius.

"Oh ... what's wrong?" He struggled to get up.

Meng Yue hurried forward to support him, and took a pillow cushion behind her: "Be careful, I see how you seem to be getting worse and worse? Is the antipyretic medicine you take useless?"

"It's okay ... the quilt is too thick ... don't worry ..." Because of the high fever, Feng Jinghe's cheeks are also crimson, but her lips are very dry, and the whole person has an inexplicable weakness.

"Then you drink this medicine first, Fang Zi was talking to Anxin, it should be okay." Meng Zheng took the medicine, and then started to feed Feng Jinghe with a spoon.

Feng Jinghe glanced at her, then silently opened her mouth and swallowed the medicine.

The two did not quarrel, and the atmosphere was unprecedentedly harmonious and beautiful.

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