Devilish Dream Boy Pampers Me to the Sky

Chu Ci drank the water, still dizzy in front of her eyes.

I have never had such a bad body.

Chu Ci snorted and motioned to Qingbi to put herself back.

It wasn't until I lay back on the bed that I felt a little better.

Most of Chu Ci's small face was buried in the soft quilt and pillow, and only cloud-like black hair scattered on the side.

The pale slap face was even more pathological.

With a bit of distress in Qingbi's eyes, she carefully held Chu Ci's hand, warmed it in her hand, and said again, "Miss, the kitchen is still warming porridge, saying that you can eat a little if you wake up hungry. "

"I don't want to eat, I want to sleep."

Chu Ci's voice was muffled.

He buried his face in the soft pillow even more like a little.

Qingbi, who looked at this small gesture, wanted to laugh. She curled her lips slightly and didn't dare to urge her. She pulled the curtain down to block the light from the oil lamp outside, but not all of it was darkened. Chu Ci spoke again, "The lady will go to sleep, Qing Bi will go and talk to the person next to her, and wait outside."

I was in the back room for the convenience of taking care of Chu Ci. At this moment, I confirmed that Chu Ci had basically gone out of fever. Naturally, I had to report to the old lady first. Even if I fell asleep, I had to talk to the servants over there.

Chu Ci sullenly responded, closed his eyes, and fell asleep faintly again.

In the early morning of the next day, the dew was a little misty.

Chu Ci hadn't woken up, but his hand was pulled up.

Chu Ci snorted, opened his eyes, looked up, and saw a beautiful woman who seemed to be in her twenties and looked down at her worriedly.

It's the mother of this body.

"Good boy, do you feel better? The doctor will be here in a while."

"mother."

The little girl called out softly, and she was still lying on her stomach a little.

After a sleep, the soft feeling of weakness in the body could not dissipate, and the head was still a little groggy and quite uncomfortable.

"Hey, it's okay, it's okay, Guaibao hasn't been here so many times."

As Mrs. Chu said, she raised her hand to smooth Chu Ci's hair.

Chu Ci replied dullly, adjusted his posture, and closed his eyes again to sleep.

He didn't even know when the doctor came to get the pulse, only remembering that he was called halfway, and then he was filled with a bowl of quite bitter soup.

Chu Ci frowned and couldn't resist, her little hands fluttering indiscriminately, and finally after being filled with grievance, she shrank into the quilt and continued to sleep.

On the other side, not long after the sun rose in the early morning, the door of Lu Zhai was opened.

A handsome and gentle-looking man walked out from inside, followed by two young men.

He has long black hair and is bound upright by a jade crown. He has been in business for many years, and he has already developed a shrewd temperament like a fox.

The smile at the corners of the lips is very light and shallow, and it doesn't seem to be a smile, but it just gives people a gentle feeling.

Luzhai is in the center of the city, and when you get up in the morning, there are busy vendors and shops all around.

After a simple meal outside, I laughed and talked about business all morning with others.

A large amount of income was added to the account again, and he looked calm and graceful, sitting in the largest restaurant in Jiangwan City, holding a glass of wine, sipping small sips.