113 serious illness is beginning to recover

When he came in, he saw the two people sitting and chatting face to face, as if they were very close. Wuhua stood at the door stupidly, not knowing whether to go in or out.

Shen Jiaqi's smile was stiff on her face, and Situ Ling was also stunned. She was embarrassed and confused as if she had robbed her boyfriend and was caught on the spot. She wanted to get into the quilt and pretend not to see.

However, it's too late.

"Wohua is coming. Come in quickly."

"Situ... I heard that you are sick. Let me have a look."

Wuhua put the insulation bucket at the head of the bed, bypassed Shen Jiaqi and touched Situ Ling's forehead. Gu nodded, "Well, the fever has subsided."

When he opened the insulation bucket, he saw the disposable lunch box in the trash can. Wu Hua smiled and his movements froze.

"It's okay. I'm just hungry. That's what Shen Jiaqi ate just now."

As soon as Situ Ling finished speaking, Shen Jiaqi's stomach grunted without knowing the current affairs.

She smiled and touched her stomach. "Just now, it was a small portion for Situ. She doesn't like it, and I'm not full..."

Both of them wanted to cover up the statement, but they both felt that they could not believe it, but Wuhua actually believed it.

I don't know whether it's true or for each other's steps. Wuhua put two bowls in front of them, "Eat while it's hot."

Shen Jiaqi was really hungry. She held a small bowl and looked at Situ Ling and looked down to eat. There were diced carrots in it. She frowned and swallowed it without chewing.

Situ Ling was originally unpalatable, not that it was not delicious, but that Wu Hua was on the side.

Seeing that Shen Jiaqi frowned and swallowed a carrot, she handed over the small bowl and said, "Give it to me."

Situ Ling's unintentional move made Wuhua laugh. He covered his mouth and whispered, "Like a child, he is also picky about food."

Shen Jiaqi rz pushed away Situ Ling's bowl, "I can eat it myself."

Situ Ling curled his lips and said, "It's not a secret. There's nothing to hide. You don't need me to eat carrots for you. Then help me eat the green beans."

"..."

Shen Jiaqi had to put the night on the small table, pick the carrot for Situ Ling, and let her pick the little green beans.

Wuhua sat with his head and looked at the two people. He felt that the picture was very harmonious. He unconsciously said, "Chengtian is also very picky about food."

Situ Ling and Shen Jiaqi stood still at the same time, looked up at each other, and secretly lowered their heads and looked at Wuhua. Seeing that she was still smiling and didn't look sad, they were relieved and continued to pick what they didn't like to eat for the other party.

When the insulation bucket bottomed out, both of them were also full. Situ Ling remembered and asked, "Wuhua, how do you know I'm sick?"

"Little girl, she told me that I couldn't get through to you. Let me come and see you."

"Xiaoya? What time? It's past one o'clock now. It should be early morning on her side, right?

"She called me after nine o'clock in the morning. If the time difference is eight hours... it's just one o'clock..."

The three of them said with one voice, "What is she doing if she doesn't sleep in the middle of the night?"

The three of them looked at each other in consterance. Wouldn't something happen to their little sister in faraway London?

Linghu Xiaoya covered her stomach and rolled all over the bed. It's okay to have diarrhea at home. Why do you still have diarrhea in London? It's endless. It's full of western medicine here, and she doesn't dare to eat it indiscriminately. Chu Chaoyang refused to take her to the hospital. She has been tossing for several hours, either in the toilet or rolling in **. At seven o'clock, it was dawn, and she was also tired and fell asleep with a pillow in her arms.

Chu Chaoyang quietly flattened her and covered her with a quilt. He also got in and hugged her to sleep together. He thought it was a bad time difference and slept during the day at night.

At first glance, most of their honeymoon trip should be indoor activities, and the place that consumes the most time should be **, and the most thing they do should be sleeping, followed by eating.

If I had known this, would I have to come to London? It's drizzling, cold and gloomy. It's better to stay honestly in Lanshan City. At least it's windy and warm.

"Chaoyang...pain..."

Chu Chaoyang stretched out his hand and patted her, "Be good."

Feng Xiaofei is also really interesting. I don't know where to find ginger. I borrowed a pot of ginger sugar water for Linghu Xiaoya in the kitchen of the hotel, poured it for her, and then made a pot of millet porridge for her. After drinking it all, she pulled it twice and slept all afternoon. After waking up, she was lively again.

Zhang Yiqi is fine. He chats with people downstairs and writes plans and draws pictures in the room. There is no pressure for a day. What should I do when the time comes.

Feng Xiaofei and Chu Chaoyang made Linghu Xiaoya to tosss. Chu Chaoyang took care of her in the room, brought her tea and water to tell stories, and Feng Xiaofei ran up and down to find materials to make ginger soup and millet porridge for her.

If this is in China, you can do as much as you want, but they are now in London, and they have to rely on imports to eat ginger. Therefore, on this point, Chu Chaoyang can't do it well with Feng Xiaofei. This girl is so capable. Zhang Yiqi is really a treasure.

Later, Zhang Yiqi revealed the secret that Feng Xiaofei liked the taste of ginger. She took it wherever she went and wrapped it in plastic wrap and put it in the suitcase. As for millet porridge, it was even more strange. At the last stop, someone gave her a glass bottle. The bottle was filled with millet, red beans and blue-dyed wheat ears. Before she had time to put it home. I came to London again with a suitcase, but I didn't expect it to come in handy.

......

After a long silence, Chu Chaoyang said, "Don't tell Linghu the truth. Let her continue to worship Feng Xiaofei."

"Bear by the way, do you really want to leave Linghu alone and go to Australia by yourself?"

"I don't want to. It's not convenient for her to run back and forth with me now. She can't worry about the people at home... I can only run back and forth for a week."

"...It will take you two days to go back and forth, right? You spoil her too much. Don't turn around and spoil her.

"Why do you say that? Isn't it right?"

"The woman who spoils herself should, but what you have done is a little too much? Seven days a week, you have two days off and have to stay on the plane for more than 25 hours. With other time on the road, it's not enough for you to take three days off a week, right?

"Well, this hasn't been calculated. I just imagine that if one round trip a week is not easy to achieve, it will be half a month or a month. Anyway, the communication is so developed now, and the video every day is still okay. The time difference is only two hours, right?"

"... If you are so reluctant to give up, don't go at all. It's troublesome to listen to it. I really can't imagine that you can do such a thing. If you get married, you will get married. You don't have much time to think about your wife. What kind of ecstasy soup has your Linghu poured for you? Did you eat it so much, or did you have something in her hand?"

"No, none, just like her. I don't want to be separated from her. I just want to hold her all the time and follow her..."

"Stop, you keep this for your Linghu. It's so meaty that you can change your job to be a poet. Xu Zhimo's type is still."

"Xu Zhimo? Who?"

Feng Xiaofei came over. As soon as she came, she heard two people say that Xu Zhimo. She likes Xu Zhimo very much and likes such an affectionate man.

"A sentiment? It's promiscuity, isn't it?"

Zhang Yiqi sneered at him. That kind of scum, relying on a little talent, harming good women in the flowers should be killed by everyone. How can Feng Xiaofei like it?

"Who are you talking about?"

Linghu Xiaoya rubbed her eyes and hugged the pillow, and came over in her furry cartoon pajamas. "Is Chaoyang beautiful? Xiaofei said that he could wear it on the street.

"Who is this, Stitch?"

Zhang Yiqi likes to watch animation, and he is always blocked as a big child.

"I don't know. I wanted to buy the pink one, the little piggy one. Xiaofei said it was not good-looking, so I had to buy this."

"It's okay."

Chu Chaoyang's reaction is indifferent. If you want him to say the word "good-looking", it is not much easier than to let him say "I love you".

Zhang Yiqi pulled Feng Xiaofei to sit beside him and shook his head helplessly, "You two are really good. You go shopping on such a cold day. Linghu is just right. If you..."

"Hey, Yiqi, do you know where you bought this?"

Without waiting for Zhang Yiqi to say, Feng Xiaofei continued: "The shopkeeper is Chinese, and these clothes are also brought from China. Do you think it's a coincidence?"

"..."

Zhang Yiqi and Chu Chaoyang looked at each other and were desperate for these two women. They came all the way to London to buy "Made-in-china". Isn't it sick? And he is also very sick.