He’s As Dazzling As The Stars

Song Zhixing was upset. I was so careless that he was actually abducted and taken to bed to take care of him. She put on her pajamas casually, ran downstairs, and took the ice pack from the refrigerator again.

Seeing her coming down, the ball rushed straight to her feet. Little mouth chirped, and a pair of red eyes looked at her pitifully.

"Are you hungry?" Song Zhixing patted his head, "I forgot all about it. It's already afternoon."

She took a vegetable from the bag Tang Yu brought back and fed it to the little rabbit. The little rabbit was hungry, let alone a human being. However, the food cooked by the hour today was already cold, and the dishes obviously did not suit Tang Yu's taste. Although the two of them didn't say a few words these days, she could also tell that Tang Yu had a bad appetite.

Song Zhixing sent the ice bag up and pressed it on Tang Yu's head. Tang Yu leaned on his side and was broken by Song Zhixing and settled down. He grabbed his eyebrows and wanted to turn them back.

"Tang Yu, don't move." Song Zhixing spoke in his ear, learning his overbearing tone, "If you move again, I won't care about you, let you fend for yourself."

Tang Yu was originally unconscious, but when he heard her words, he half-opened his eyes, looking at her with feverish eyes, "You don't treat the patient like you..."

"Since you know that you are a patient, you have to be safe." Song Zhixing grabbed his hand and tucked it into the quilt again. His voice slowed down, "Tang Yu, you are obedient, don't move. If you are, If the fever doesn’t go away, I really don’t know what to do."

Such a soft voice, with her unconsciously acting like a baby, was especially useful to Tang Yu. He really didn't move anymore, letting the ice bag fall firmly on his forehead.

"Are you hungry?" Song Zhixing asked him.

"... Kind of. Auntie hasn't arrived yet?"

"It's been here long ago. It's past 3 o'clock now." Song Zhixing thought for a while, "You can sleep a little longer. You will have something to eat when you wake up."

With a ‘um’, Tang Yu said nothing, but fell asleep again. Song Zhixing looked at him as he was sleeping peacefully, and then walked out again.

She went back to her room first, turned out the medicine bottle, took a medicine and ate it, then went to the hall downstairs and took the phone back to Yucheng, calling directly to Sister Li.

"Little Miss, why are you calling at this time?" Sister Li just woke up. It's just over 5 o'clock over there at the moment.

"Sorry, Sister Li, I quarreled you to sleep."

"That's not true. I wake up here every day! It's the little lady, if you call me, there must be something wrong?"

"Well. Didn't I tell you last time that you teach me how to cook? You sent me the recipe, I just happened to be bored here, and I can just learn."

"Learning to cook is a good thing, am I afraid you will burn the kitchen?"

"Sister Li, how can it be so exaggerated."

"Okay, you have to learn from Sister Li and of course support you. But, what do you want to make with so many dishes? I will write down the recipe now and have someone photograph it and send it to you."

Song Zhixing didn't even think about it, and said directly: "Just pick a few simple dishes that your second uncle likes. I can't make them if they are too complicated."

"Er Ye likes it?" Sister Li seemed surprised. In the next moment, as if he understood something, he smiled and said, "This honeymoon seems to be really useful. Miss, are you two reconciled?"

"It doesn't count..." Song Zhixing told the truth, "He is sick and has a severe fever. He is almost 40. He doesn't like the food here, so I want to do something else."

In fact, what she does will probably fail too much, perhaps even more unacceptable than the part-time job. However, the first time she was cooking, she had a kind of obsession and wanted to cook it for Tang Yu.

Sister Li understands.

"Since you are sick, let's make something light and simple. Look at what's in the refrigerator and just make a soup and porridge ready-made."

Too.

Song Zhixing walked into the kitchen with the mobile phone, opened the refrigerator, and talked to Sister Li. Report out the dishes in the refrigerator one by one. Sister Li taught her a little bit on the phone.

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In the refrigerator, there are only some vegetables and some meat that is difficult to handle. Song Zhixing cut the meat, very rusty, and the meat was cut into different sizes. Boil with vegetables and cook into light porridge.

She was worried about Tang Yu upstairs again, for fear that he would turn over again and the ice bag would fall. However, if you want to watch the fire, you can't walk away for too long here. Therefore, a heart is always upset.

While making the porridge, she followed the recipe sent by Sister Li, preparing to fry a simple green vegetable, using her tongue to carefully identify the seasonings on the table one by one.

It was hard to imagine the taste in her first real cooking, but she was looking forward to Tang Yu's reaction when she saw them. Song Zhixing looked at the kitchen messed up by him, although he felt very distressed to clean up for a while, but when he saw the steaming porridge on the fire, he felt inexplicably very fulfilling.

Especially thinking of Tang Yu's reaction to these things, the feeling in his heart is even more different.

Song Zhixing was busy and didn't notice at all. Outside the door, he didn't know when a figure was already standing. Tang Yu woke up due to thirst. He drank the water she had poured on the bedside in one breath. The high temperature made her throat dry and she had to get up and drink water by herself.

Unexpectedly, there was such a surprise when I came downstairs.

Forgetting even thirsty, Tang Yu leaned against the door frame and looked at her busy figure in a dream. Outside the window, a little light came in, with a white snow color, covering her. She was taking the spoon, scooping the porridge and tasting it. It seems that he is not dissatisfied with his cooking skills, his small faces are clumped into a ball, and he is careful about the recipe, and then is annoyed by the sauce on the counter, obviously not knowing which part of the mistake has gone wrong.

Tang Yu unconsciously remembered those hot scenes before. When he woke up from thirsty, he originally thought that those passions were dreaming. However, when I opened the quilt and saw the wetness and mess on the bed, I realized that everything was real.

She suddenly wanted to open it, did she let it go?

He wanted to ask. However, he did not dare to hold such extravagant hopes.

"What's wrong in the end?" Song Zhixing muttered in distress. Studying very carefully, I don't know that everything I do at the moment is reflected in the eyes of the man. Moreover, in the eyes of the other party, he found every little move of her cute and charming.

"Need help?" finally said. The hoarse, even weak voice, sounded a little weaker than usual, and more **** than usual.

Hearing this voice, Song Zhixing turned around suddenly, and raised his eyebrows when he saw him, "Why did you go downstairs?"

[There is a chapter to be updated later, I'm still writing it, and I will update it in a while. You are not waiting, you can go to bed now, and you can see it tomorrow when you open your eyes. I will stay up late! muah! 】

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