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    Because his head was resting on her shoulder and neck, Song Jiaojiao felt the heat coming from his cheek, so he lowered his voice and asked him gently, "Take medicine, okay?"

    Lu Jingzuo hugged her greedily for a while, then let go of her, reached for the medicine in her hand and stuffed it into his mouth.

    "Water." Song Jiaojiao quickly handed over the water.

    Lu Jingzuo did not take the water glass, but directly wrapped her hand holding the water glass, bent down, and brought it to his mouth.

    Song Jiaojiao felt an abnormal warmth coming from the back of her hand, and she looked over.

    Lu Jingzuo¡¯s hands are all green and have clear joints. She can¡¯t help but be attracted to them even if she is not a hand control person. They are really beautiful, and looking at them makes people want to hold hands.

    After Song Jiaojiao realized what she was thinking, her cheeks couldn't help but turn red. She quickly buried her head and scorned herself.

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    Song Jiaojiao was stunned for a while, then raised his head to look at him, and he drank most of the glass of water.

    After finishing the drink, Lu Jingzuo let go of her. Song Jiaojiao stretched out a hand and touched his head. It was still very hot, "Drink the medicine, why don't you go to bed early?"

    Lu Jingzuo said nothing. He looked at her with a slightly pale face and said in a hoarse voice, "I haven't eaten yet."

    Song Jiaojiao opened his eyes slightly, "You haven't eaten yet? Didn't Auntie cook it for you?"

    "Done."

    "Why don't you eat it if you make it?"

    "Uncomfortable."

    Song Jiaojiao thought about it for a moment. Yes, he was so burned that he must have no appetite to eat at that time. "Then I can reheat it for you?"

    After saying that, she walked directly into the kitchen. She saw the three dishes and one soup placed on the dining table. They were exquisite, but they were too meaty. It was not suitable for a person with a fever to eat such greasy food.

    She looked at Lu Jingzuo, who was following him silently, "You can't eat these, they're too greasy. I'll go out and buy you some light porridge."

    Lu Jingzuo pursed his red-hot thin lips, and after a few seconds, he spat out a few words, "It's cold outside, you do it."

    Song Jiaojiao was dumbfounded. Did he want her to cook it for him?  But she can't cook?

    "Ican't cook"

    Lu Jingzuo walked into the kitchen, "I'll teach you."

    Song Jiaojiao originally wanted to refuse, but after seeing his dark eyes, she changed her words to, "Okay."

    "The rice is already ready, take it out"

    Song Jiaojiao listened to his words and boiled the porridge. When the foam was tumbling, she used a spoon to fish out the foam bit by bit. In order to make the porridge melt in the mouth, she added water twice more in the middle.

    Lu Jingzuo leaned against the kitchen door. He looked at the girl inside. She was wearing a purple sportswear. For convenience, her sleeves were rolled up to her elbows. Her long black and silky hair was tied back casually.  She has a low ponytail, and her profile is soft and gentle.

    At this moment, Lu Jingzuo felt that his empty and cold heart was filled in an instant, and the warm heat overflowed continuously.

    Song Jiaojiao added the ham sausage that had been cut in advance and cooked it together. After about a minute, she turned off the fire. At this time, the aroma of ham porridge was faintly floating in the air. She sniffed and turned around.  He turned to look at Lu Jingzuo.

    Looking at it like this, she inadvertently ran into his dark and deep eyes. There seemed to be some emotion rolling in those eyes, but she didn't understand it. The next second, his eyes became gentle.

    Song Jiaojiao asked him blankly: "Fragrance, do you smell it?"

    Lu Jingzuo¡¯s lips curled up slightly, and then he nodded, ¡°Yes.¡±

    "Does it smell good?"

    "fragrant."

    The corners of Song Jiaojiao's mouth raised, and she felt full of pride in her heart. This was the first time she cooked by herself, and she made such fragrant porridge. "Go over and sit down. I'll serve it to you in a minute."  past."

    After the words fell, Lu Jingzuo did not leave, but walked towards her. He walked to her side. She smelled the faint fragrance of him again, and she couldn't help but think of being hugged by him just now. Looking back now,  , it seems that you can still feel the temperature of his body at that time.

    "Let me do it."

    "Huh?" Because he was lost in thought, Song Jiaojiao didn't even hear what he said clearly.

    Seeing her confused look, Lu Jingzuo repeated gently, "I said I'll do it, don't burn you.After that, Song Jiaojiao pulled the quilt to cover him and tucked him in.

    His complexion had recovered a lot, but he was still weak. She reached out and touched his still hot forehead, and said softly: "Okay, go to sleep."

    Lu Jingzuo felt sleepy after lying on the bed, but he still held on, "Then don't close the bedroom door."

    The bedroom door faces the kitchen opposite. If it is not closed, he can still hear the sound of her washing there It is a sound that makes him feel safe

    Song Jiaojiao didn't understand what she meant, but he nodded and agreed, "Okay."

    After she went out, Lu Jingzuo slowly closed his eyes, but his ears were still listening to the sounds coming from somewhere. Just listening like this, his heart felt as satisfied as being ironed.

    After Song Jiaojiao finished washing the dishes, she quietly entered Lu Jingzuo's bedroom. He had fallen asleep and was breathing steadily, but he might have had a bad dream, and his brows were slightly frowned.

    Lu Jingzuo usually looks gentle and nice to others, but at this time he was sick with a fever, and he didn¡¯t even have a family member around to take care of him.

    Song Jiaojiao felt a little sad, and she raised her hand to smooth it down gently.

    "good night."

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    Brother Zuo: The first time I ate food cooked by my wife, I taught her how to cook it myself.

    Jiao Jiao: Lu Jingzuo is so pitiful. I will treat him better in the future.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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