Let’s Lose A Billion Today First

Mengchen fell ill, sleeping for a while and waking up for a while, dazed to need someone to take care of.

Chu Zheng found it troublesome, so he slept next to him.

After taking the medicine, Mengchen felt much better when she slept, but she felt bad again when she saw the person next to her.

Dust looked at the room and made sure it was not his room.

He seemed to come to her last night and ask her if she had cold medicine...

Mengchen carefully moved Chu Zheng's hand away, and went down carefully.

As soon as one leg stepped on the ground, the clothes were caught.

He fell straight back, was hugged, and covered his forehead with a hand.

"The fever is gone."

"...Hmm." Mengchen swallowed, his voice tense, "I feel much better."

"Take the medicine again in a while." Chu Zheng put the quilt on him, "Sleep for a while."

"..."

Where can I sleep in the dust?

But he didn't dare to move, and quietly used as a pillow to let Chu Zheng hug him to sleep.

In the back, he may be uncomfortable and slept in a daze for a while.

When he woke up again, he was the only one left on the bed.

Thinking of the previous picture, Mengchen's heartbeat gradually accelerated.

Mengchen sat up, rubbing his head with his hands, folded the blanket after going down, and opened the door to go out.

-

Chu Zheng was reading a book in the living room, and when he saw him go downstairs, he put down the book and motioned for him to go.

Mengchen was probably a little dizzy in his head, so he walked directly to her and sat down naturally.

Chu Zheng handed him the medicine and water on the table: "Take the medicine."

Mengchen felt that he was better and didn't want to eat anymore: "I feel better, so I don't need to eat it."

Chuzheng didn't talk nonsense, just one sentence: "Should I feed it or do you eat it yourself?"

Dust: "..."

Dust chooses the latter.

I always feel that her feeding is not a good way.

Mengchen endured the bitter taste and ate the medicine. After drinking a glass of water, the smell of medicine was not washed away.

I was ill before I was dusted, and I stopped taking medicine when my symptoms disappeared.

When the symptoms are severe, the sense of taste will be much slower, so it's not that unpleasant.

just now……

Mengchen felt that he was not good.

Just when Mengchen wanted to continue drinking, he was suddenly pulled back by someone, and then he was crushed on the sofa.

The bitter taste was washed away by the sweet taste.

My mind, which was a little dizzy, began to get dizzy again.

-

Mengchen never likes to be sick, and it feels hard to take medicine.

But now he suddenly feels that it is good to be sick.

He was ill before, and he had never been taken care of in this way. He was either a hospital or a servant.

At most, his parents would make a phone call to care, no one would accompany him like this.

Mengchen especially didn't want to get up, even a little bit dependent on Chuzheng.

"Not hungry?"

Mengchen shook his head.

Chuzheng fell silent, "But I'm hungry."

I waited for him to get up and didn't eat, and ended up messing around here for a long time. She was very hungry!

Dust: "..."

Mengchen let go of Chuzheng, and Chuzheng got up and took a picture of his head: "Wait."

When Chu Zheng was gone, Mengchen covered his face with a pillow.

What is he doing!

Mengchen is sick and can only drink millet porridge. I bought it before Chuzheng, and now I can eat it hot.

Behind the dust, he dared not speak, and drank the porridge in one breath.

-

Mengchen's illness seemed to be cured, but after a few days of illness, he completely recovered.

During the period, Chuzheng took a lot of advantage.

However, Chu Zheng's face was serious and serious, so that he was so overwhelmed that he thought he was thinking too much, and he didn't dare to say.

When he got better, he immediately started learning to cook excitedly.

Complicated. He felt that he was not enough, so he started with a simple breakfast.

So one morning, when I first got up, I saw the dusty breakfast.

"You did it?"

"Well, I tried it, it should be ok." Mengchen was nervous, "You try?"

He got up early in the morning and failed the previous few times.

But this time he felt okay.

Facing Chuzheng at this time is more like an interview, facing the examiner, "How?"

Chuzheng tried two mouthfuls: "It's okay."

Mengchen was a little disappointed: "Oh."

It may be that Chuzheng's ‘okay’ sentence irritated the dust and caused him to study it when he had time.

I have to say that after practice harder, the taste really improves and it tastes more and more delicious.

Mengchen does things the same way. He feels that he has done a good job, and he will be the next one after he is approved.

So after the breakfast goal was achieved, Mengchen began to learn other dishes.

In the first few days, Chuzheng felt that she shouldn't be there.

Even if the master-level culinary skills are chopped off again, it is not so easy, you have to practice slowly.

-

"There are foreigners, have you seen it?"

"I saw it. Ouch, that height shocked me."

"Why did foreigners come to us?"

"Then who knows."

Chuzheng came back from the village and heard some villagers talking about foreigners.

Several foreigners came to the village, saying that they wanted to experience the natural scenery in the village.

The large natural scenery area is much more beautiful than here.

I don't know how I found this place.

"I heard that a few foreigners have come to the village." Chu Zheng went back and Mengchen also ran over to ask her.

"Ok."

"Did you see that?"

"No." Chu Zheng glanced at him: "Are you interested?"

Mengchen is not interested in foreigners. He thinks it is a bit strange for foreigners to travel here.

There are strange things, he is easily nervous.

"I didn't come to you, don't be nervous."

"Maybe..."

"..."

Even if it is a debt, it still has to be paid.

You are penniless, so people spend so much effort to find you without wasting time and money?

Chuzheng had nothing to do with him, so I didn't say any comforting sentences.

But I still inquired about the time when the foreigners left.

At the beginning, I said that I would leave on the third day. Who knows that three days have passed and I have not left.

It is said that the environment here is very comfortable, so I have to stay here for a few more days.

On the fifth day, the village suddenly became lively.

The translators of those foreigners fell ill and couldn't translate for them. Now the language doesn't work.

The translator can translate when they are awake, but when they go out, they can't communicate at all.

The village is looking for anyone who can translate.

Chuzheng didn't know how the people in the village solved it, so she took the dust to the mountains.

Climbing in the dust is still very tired, but much better than before.

"Why are we going up the mountain?"

"Watch the sunrise."

"..." Dust supported a tree, "Then we are going to spend the night on the mountain?"

"Yeah." Chu Zheng nodded: "I brought a tent."

Dust: "..."

He saw Chuzheng's bag. Even if there is a tent, there must be only one.

that is not……

Even if I lay on the same bed twice with Chuzheng, the dust is still a bit...

Chuzheng urged him: "Hurry up, dawdle something."

"..."

Mengchen exhaled and walked up the mountain road.

The boat will be straight at the end of the bridge, so let's talk about it then.