The wife of the female Zun Kuaichuan is a doting maniac

Chapter 1722 The Encounter of Light and Dust
Su Qiruo was also a little tired. Neither of them had any romantic thoughts at the moment, so they were not afraid of sleeping together.

When she opened her eyes again, it was completely dark outside. The person next to her was still asleep because of the medicine she had taken, so Su Qiruo quietly got out of bed.

After measuring her body temperature again - 37°, Su Qiruo let out a long sigh.

I went out to get a new pot of hot water, and when I came back I saw the housekeeper waiting outside the door with a lunch box.

"I'll take care of the young master at night, you go back and rest!"

The young master has woken up, so it doesn't matter whether Su Qi keeps watch or not. The housekeeper doesn't dare to tire her out, for fear of making the young master feel distressed.

"No, I'll just stay here."

Seeing this, the housekeeper had to go back.

Si Qianling went to the bathroom again. When he came out, he felt much more energetic and his stomach was also hungry.

"Take a bite of the bun. It has vegetarian filling."

Su Qiruo broke off half of the bun and stuffed it into Si Qianling's mouth. Finally, she could taste a little salty taste. Si Qianling squinted his eyes in satisfaction.

"Take another dose of medicine before going to bed, and you'll be fine tomorrow."

At night, the two of them huddled together and chatted, and then fell asleep while chatting - just simply sleeping.

Even though it was just this, Si Qianling was extremely satisfied.

People feel refreshed when good things happen to them. The day after Su Qiruo returned to Kyoto, Si Qianling was full of energy and had strength.

Su Qiruo woke up first. She carefully tucked in the quilt for Si Qianling and went to wash up. She also washed the sweat-soaked clothes that Si Qianling had taken off the day before.

When Si Qianling opened his eyes, he did not see Su Qiruo, but he heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom.

When he saw his light yellow underwear hanging there, the boy blushed from head to toe.

How could she help him wash his underwear? Si Qianling could clearly feel that Su Qiruo treated him much more intimately after she got sick this time.

It's a feeling that's hard to describe and you can only understand it if you experience it yourself.

Hearing the voice, she turned around and saw Si Qianling staring at her in a daze. Su Qiruo poured out the last wash of water and hung up the washed pajamas.

"Do you need to go to the bathroom?"

Si Qianling did not answer, but stepped forward and wiped the water stains on Su Qiruo's hands with the corner of his pajamas.

"The housekeeper will take these clothes home to wash, why do you have to get involved?"

"It's just a matter of rubbing it a few times. You wash up first, and I'll go buy breakfast."

When the doctor was making rounds last night, he told Si Qianling to stay in the hospital one more night for observation, so they can only be discharged tomorrow.

No one from the Si family came over. They must have known that she was here and were afraid of causing embarrassment. Su Qiruo was still very grateful to Old Mrs. Si.

After all, with her current abilities, it is really not possible for her to be with the little grandson of the Si family.

But she has always been working hard, whether for herself and her family or for Si Qianling.

She didn't want to be too mediocre and have Si Qianling's friends laugh at him for marrying a useless nerd.

Even if she can't stand at the center of the storm and get a share of the pie, Su Qiruo also wants to have her own confidence.

"There's a small cafeteria downstairs that specializes in cooking for the top floor. Just take the card on the coffee table and buy some."

The top floor is full of wards reserved by wealthy families, and the small cafeteria downstairs is also specially prepared for them.

When the housekeeper was taking care of Si Qianling, he basically got his meals from there. Only after Su Qiruo came and he had more free time, would he go back to the old house and specially order someone to stew chicken soup and send it over.