Traveling Through the Stars

Luo Bi first went to see what was planted at home. This time, her eyes were sore.

Among the fruit trees, only one red fruit tree was still alive. The others were dead. They had dried up after not being watered for a long time. There was also energy flowers and plants. Not a single one was left. These things were precious, which made Luo Bi feel bad.

She wanted to go to bed, so she quickly scooped water to water the red fruit tree.

If she didn't water it again, this one would not survive.

After watering, she didn't care about it anymore. Luo Bi went back to the bedroom and slept. She slept very soundly. Feng Ling didn't even want to wake her up for dinner when he came back. He went out to have dinner with Luo Jie and others.

When Feng Ling came home, Luo Bi opened her eyes and was too lazy to move.

Well, Feng Ling didn't want to go to the military department anymore, so she went to bed to sleep with Luo Bi.

Luo Bi lay in Feng Ling's arms. Feng Ling gathered the quilt for her. It was not winter yet, so the temperature was not very low, but it was quite cold at night. People with weak constitutions like Luo Bi needed to pay more attention.

"Sleep." Feng Ling said.

Luo Bi was indeed still sleepy, so she closed her eyes and fell asleep again.

Luo Bi's breathing was shallow, and Feng Ling stared at her peaceful face. This wife was what he asked for, so well-behaved, Feng Ling liked her, and kissed Luo Bi with rare care. He must keep her alive for a long time.

It rained in the morning, light and moderate rain, and it was good to sleep listening to the sound of rain.

Feng Ling slept for a while longer with his wife in his arms, then got up to wash up, went to the kitchen on the large balcony, opened the vegetable cabinet and refrigerator, and there was not much food after such a long mission.

It's not okay to eat something simple, Feng Ling can do it, but Luo Bi can't.

Feng Ling took the military jacket and went out, went to the underground city, and bought some fresh ingredients. There was no need to buy more, he just came back, so he adjusted his diet first.

When he got home, Feng Ling first roasted the meat of the exotic beast, made a winter melon and red fruit soup, and put a section of ginseng grass.

When the meat was cooked, Feng Ling cut off the most tender part and put it aside to continue grilling. Luo Bi liked the meat that was grilled a little bit. She looked at the soup and saw that there was no meat dish. It would be ready after a while.

Feng Ling went back to the bedroom and called Luo Bi. Luo Bi opened her eyes. Her head hurt a little and her eyes were sore.

"Ah." Luo Bi sighed softly.

Feng Ling hugged Luo Bi: "What's wrong?"

Luo Bi was unhappy and said: "Maybe I caught a cold."

Feng Ling paused. Luo Bi's cold was different from others. She felt very uncomfortable. Most women's colds were usually minor problems. They would be fine after nursing and would not affect anything.

Luo Bi was uncomfortable even when she slept. Feng Ling took a thick cloak and put it on Luo Bi. She carried Luo Bi to wash: "I'll ask Zhan Yi later and get a set of herbs."

It's okay if she doesn't feel uncomfortable. Luo Bi was convinced by the cold.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the wind was cold. Winter was coming soon, and the next rain would make it even colder. On the balcony, Luo Bi got down from Feng Ling's arms and washed up.

Feng Ling added warm water, and Luo Bi scooped up a handful to wash her face, which was quite comfortable.

Luo Bi felt that it was not a big problem to catch a cold, so she walked to the dining table. Looking at the rain, Luo Bi was a little absent-minded. She walked to the dining table and sat down lazily, not very energetic.

"When did it rain?" Luo Bi liked the rain.

Feng Ling took the barbecue, served the soup and handed it to Luo Bi: "In the morning, drink some soup to warm your body."

Luo Bi took the hot soup bowl and took a look. It was a light soup. She took a small sip and felt comfortable in her stomach. Then she smiled and asked Feng Ling: "Feng Ling, are you still going to the material warehouse?"

Feng Ling was of noble status, so he ate slowly and said: "Well, there are military affairs to be busy."