Lan Shao's cute and playful wife

Chapter 82
How can a person be so good-looking?No matter from which angle you look at him, you feel impeccable and pleasing to the eye.

He flicked Jiujiu's forehead, "What are you thinking?"

Jiujiu originally wanted to laugh, but when the laughter reached his lips, it turned into several coughs.

Lan Zhongwen frowned with a serious expression, "You seem to be seriously ill."

Jiujiu took a few more sips of water, then cleared his throat and said, "Actually, I'm much better, and I'm in good spirits, but I can't catch the cold and keep coughing."

Lan Zhongwen sat thoughtfully for a while, then climbed out the window and went back.

Jiujiu watched him climb up the branch, slowly descend the tree, and landed safely, then patted the dust off his body, and smiled handsomely at Jiujiu, "Go and rest, take care of your body, I'll come see you tomorrow night."

Are you coming to see her tomorrow night?

What do you mean, he will come tomorrow night?
The smile on the corner of Jiujiu's mouth couldn't be suppressed, and he waved him away.Lying on the bed, but not feeling sleepy at all, she turned off the wall lamp.

The room was dark.

After a while, she smiled and opened the wall lamp again, pulled it off, pulled it off, pulled it off...

Even the dark night couldn't hide her good mood, the corners of her mouth were raised high, and she couldn't calm down the excitement in her heart no matter what.

The next night.

The window was knocked and crackled, and with a smile, he got up and opened the window wrapped in a quilt. As expected, the young man was already standing outside the window, with a faint smile in his bewitching eyes.

As soon as the window was opened, a biting cold snapped in, Jiujiu shivered, and the boy had already climbed in neatly.

Lan Zhongwen lifted his coat and took out the portable cup hidden in his pocket.

The strong smell of medicine instantly filled the room.

Jiujiu pinched his nose, "It smells bad, take it away."

Lan Zhongwen ignored her, and opened the portable cup with his slender hand. The black soup exuded a pungent bitter taste. He passed the cup to her eyes, "Here, drink this."

"what is this?"

"This is traditional Chinese medicine. Today I went to my aunt to make it. It is specially used for cough."

Jiujiu hesitated, frowned and asked weakly: "It seems very bitter, can I not drink it?"

"No. If you are sick, you need to take medicine."

"I'm much better now." As soon as she finished speaking, she coughed a few more times.

Lan Zhongwen couldn't help smiling, "It's already agreed, it's obviously very serious."

"I don't want to drink it." Jiujiu directly expressed her thoughts. She was most afraid of this kind of traditional Chinese medicine, the taste was too unscrupulous.

Lan Zhongwen pondered.

The atmosphere is awkward.

He seems angry?Jiujiu asked hesitantly, "Are you angry?"

Lan Zhongwen didn't answer, obviously angry.

Jiujiu felt depressed, so he had to take the portable cup in his hand, but it was still hot. It seemed that he brought it here just after cooking. Jiujiu was moved and automatically ignored the pungent smell of medicine, " Is this the medicine you just brewed?"

Lan Zhongwen nodded.

Xiao Jiujiu was moved in his heart, closed his eyes and breathed heavily, feeling no pain at all.

Lan Zhongwen's expression softened, he took out a mango candy from his pocket, and handed it to Jiujiu, "Here, your favorite mango flavor."

As soon as the candy was put into his mouth, the familiar mango flavor wafted out, and it was so sweet that he smiled with his dark eyes.

Lan Zhongwen stared blankly, Jiujiu's face was radiant and surprisingly charming.

Especially her pale lips.

Suddenly feel dry mouth.

Lan Zhongwen was distracted, standing at the window and blowing the wind for a while, Jiujiu teased him, "I don't see that you can cook medicine? Where did you cook it? At home?"

"Ah."

"Then your parents didn't ask who drank the medicine you boiled? You are not sick."

"They don't care about me." Lan Zhongwen's voice was flat and distant, "Father is very busy, so aunt doesn't talk about me."

Jiujiu froze for a moment, his whole body was surrounded by a faint heartache.

Seeing the pity in her eyes, Lan Zhongwen smiled slightly, "You don't have to feel sorry for me, our family atmosphere is pretty good, so we won't be abused."

Jiujiu smiled stiffly, "You are so good, they must not be willing to scold you."

"Sometimes, excellence is also forced." He said in a flat tone, as if he was talking about today's weather, "Don't pity me, because I am living better than many people now."

He is always emphasizing, don't pity him.

On the surface, he is humble and elegant, seemingly not caring about anything, but in fact, he has stronger self-esteem than anyone else, has his own principles, and clear goals.

Jiujiu looked at him quietly, as if seeing his fragile and sensitive soul for a moment.

She went up and hugged him, "I don't pity you, I appreciate you."

He chuckled, "Do you dare to stay longer?"

"Go." Jiujiu nuzzled dissatisfiedly, the boy didn't move, just like that quietly, embracing her in the night.

Afterwards, Lan Zhongwen would always deliver medicine for Jiujiu until all five prescriptions were consumed.

Jiujiu's face became much more rosy. Today, she was finally going to school against the cold wind.Wearing a silk padded jacket that few people can afford, gloves and a hat, he looks like a small rice dumpling with three layers inside and three layers outside.

Lan Zhongwen stuffed the milk that was steamed hot at home before going out into her hand, "It's cold, drink it first, or you'll get cold soon."

Jiujiu finished drinking slowly, feeling warm physically and mentally.

She couldn’t wear a hat during class, she was afraid of the cold, so she curled up on the table, her cough didn’t get better, and she was exhausted from coughing her internal organs, and when the cold wind blew, her head became dizzy, and she just wanted to close it The eyes give the head rest.

Lan Zhongwen would fetch hot water for her every class.

During the coldest few days, Xiao Jiujiu almost fell asleep. After the weather improved, Jiujiu’s spirit improved a lot, but her cough was still severe. As soon as the classroom door was opened, her complexion changed drastically, and she coughed until her throat Humming and whistling.

Lan Zhongwen knew that she couldn't be exposed to the wind, so she made a sign that said "close the door at will" and nailed it to the door of the classroom. The students who frequented the classroom saw it and realized it.

(End of this chapter)