He never refused Ling chuxia's any request. He was always used to her and spoiled her. Even if he was allowed to cook, he would not say no. So he can still cook some basic meals, but he has never cooked porridge, so he cooked several times before, all of which are failed products.

Shiche went out of the kitchen and looked at the mess in front of him. He was discouraged and loaded rice to cook porridge again. This time, he strictly followed the steps taught by sister Hua. After about 40 minutes, the porridge in the pot was rolling and shiche glanced at it. Finally, it was a little decent.

He waited for the porridge to boil for a while before the fire went out. He took a bowl out of the cupboard and filled it with a spoon. Then he went back to the room again.

Ling chuxia lies quietly on the bed with her eyes slightly closed. She seems to have gone to sleep again. Shiche's step is subconsciously lightened. She walks to the bed and sits down. Her black eyes fall on Ling chuxia's face.

Her cheeks were still burning red, and the cold sweat on her forehead continued to seep out. After such a short sleep, her whole body was wet with sweat.

When Che put the bowl of porridge on the bedside table, again picked up the towel, bit by bit to wipe the sweat on Ling Chu Xia's forehead, and then postponed down to the neck, clavicle. His movements were so light that they were almost imperceptible. He did not have any evil thoughts. He only wiped them for her wholeheartedly.

After wiping, his hand was pasted on Ling chuxia's forehead again. He felt that although the temperature under the palm of the hand had weakened a little, it was still hot, and his brow slightly frowned.

Taking back his hand, he did not immediately wake Ling chuxia, but picked up the bowl of porridge, because it was just cooked, especially hot, and still steaming with steam. He held the bowl in one hand, the spoon in the other hand, and scooped it out one by one, blowing it gently one by one, trying to make the porridge cool down quickly.

He blowing, black eyes while watching Ling chuxia, often she feels too hot, can not help pulling off some quilt, he always timely free a hand, pull up the quilt and cover her firmly.

After about ten minutes, the porridge was not so hot. Shiche scooped a small spoon and touched it to his lips. He determined that the temperature was suitable for eating. Then he put the porridge down and looked at Ling chuxia. He opened his mouth softly, "early summer, wake up."

Ling chuxia sleeps a little heavy. He shouts several times, but she doesn't have any response. Shiche's hand can't help stroking her face, patting gently, and continuing to shout, "early summer, wake up!"

Ling chuxia vaguely heard someone calling her, but because she was sick, she didn't want to pay attention to the voice. Her eyebrows frowned, her head deviated, and she unconsciously resisted.

If at ordinary times, maybe shiche would not be strong enough to ask her to get up, but today, she has not eaten all day, now she must let her eat, otherwise the body can not hold on.

"In the early summer, wake up, eat some porridge and sleep."

Ling chuxia only felt that the voice in her ears was particularly annoying. Her eyebrows frowned more tightly. Her body turned and turned directly to face shiche.

When Che looked at Ling chuxia's childish action, he could not help but feel a little funny, as if for a long time She didn't look like this in front of him, did she? The corners of his lips could not help but draw a shallow arc, and even his black eyes were stained with a soft light.

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