Wealthy family pet: refusing to marry a black-bellied president

Chapter 65 Are You Embarrassed?

Su Rou walked over, pulled out a chair and sat down.

"Do you want me to feed it or eat it yourself?" she asked.

"Didn't you drive Yun'er away because you wanted to feed me?" He glanced at Su Rou, with a cold tone without any emotion.

Su Rou slightly raised her eyelids and looked at him: "No." She just didn't want to see Bai Yun take credit for the results of her two hours of hard work.

She is not a generous person.

But Bo Mujue didn't say anything, just supported his body and slowly sat up from the bed, Su Rou took the initiative to lean over and put the pillow on his back, so that he could lie down more comfortably, this familiar move made Bo Mujue tremble slightly move.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw her side face, which was fair and delicate, with delicate skin, and it seemed that he could still see the layer of fine fluff on the surface of the skin.

"Eat."

While he was in a daze, Su Rou sat back on the chair and brought the porridge to him.

Bo Mujue narrowed his eyes slightly, what's wrong with him recently, why does he always look at her and get distracted?

And just now... and drove away his favorite Yun'er... Is he sick and stupefied?
After thinking about it for a while, Bo Mujue had no choice but to classify all these abnormalities as illness.

The porridge smelled different from the one I drank in the morning, and the taste in my mouth was obviously much better than the one in the morning.

And Bo Mojue always felt that the taste was very familiar, as if he had eaten it somewhere.

After taking a few mouthfuls, Bo Mujue accidentally raised his eyes and saw Su Rou looking at him with a faint look of expectation.

"What are you looking at?" He frowned lightly, as if asking displeasedly, but there was nothing cold in his tone.

And Su Rou also smiled slightly: "Is it delicious?"

Sure enough, this porridge must have been cooked by Su Rou herself.

"It's just a bowl of porridge." The man said in a very light tone.

However, the corner of his slightly raised eyes looked at the look on Su Rou's face from the corner of his eye. After he said this, he saw that the look of anticipation on Su Rou's face disappeared instantly, replaced by a touch of depression color.

For some reason, Bo Mujue suddenly had the strength to tease her: "Did you suffer?"

Su Rou froze and shook her head: "No!"

But her voice sounded like she wanted to hide it.

Bo Mujue stared at her lightly: "No, no, what are you doing so loudly?"

Su Rou immediately shut her mouth.

Seeing her like that, Bo Mujue's dull heart suddenly softened, and he lowered his head and continued to drink porridge.Maybe it was because he was too hungry, he quickly finished a bowl of porridge, when Su Rou went to pick up the bowl, he asked casually:
"What would you like to eat tonight?"

"Anything." He replied lightly, then turned his head to look at the bedside table, where his lighter and cigarette case were still placed.

Bo Mujue was very uncomfortable when he was sick, and his mouth was tasteless, coupled with his weakness. He wanted to smoke a cigarette to wake up, but his hand just grabbed the cigarette case, and before he took the cigarette out of it, there was a white and tender The little hand waved past his eyes, and then the cigarette case in his hand fell into Su Rou's hand.

She still stared angrily, "Why do you smoke when you're sick!"

Just like a strict little wife.

Bo Mujue narrowed his eyes: "Su Rou, are you getting bolder?"

Hearing the deep tone, Su Rou suddenly realized what she had done subconsciously just now, her feet softened, and she took a small step back, but the next second she became tough again: "Now you are a patient, when you recover from the illness, you can do whatever you want." I don't care how you smoke."

Besides, she can only bully Bo Mujue when he is sick, so let him taste how she was bullied.

But she did it for the good of Bo Mujue, he is still having a fever, and cigarettes are not a good thing, so why should he smoke.Su Rou persuaded him before when he was smoking, but she never said it again after being ridiculed coldly by him.

"Give it to me." Bo Mujue didn't care what she said, and stretched out his hand to her, his tone indifferent.

Even though he is a patient now, he is still lying on the bed and is a bit shorter than her, but Su Rou is still overwhelmed by Bo Mujue's aggressive aura. She took another step back and hid the cigarette in her hand behind her: "I Go wash the dishes first."

She turned around and wanted to go to the bathroom, but after only two steps, she suddenly heard the sound of the quilt being lifted behind her. She turned around and found that Bo Mujue had gotten off the bed barefoot, stepped on the carpet and strode towards her. Because of the lack of strength in his body, he looked a little weak when he walked.

But Su Rou was so frightened that she trembled: "Why did you get out of bed?!" Because of her nervousness, the bowl in her hand fell off and fell to the ground.

The shattering sound attracted the attention of both of them. Su Rou was the first to react. She hurriedly squatted down to pick up the fragments, but because of her panic, her fingertips were cut by the sharp fragments. , the blood beads slid down at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Because of the pain, Su Rou's fingertips trembled involuntarily, and even let go of the cigarette case that was tightly held in her hand.

But Bo Mujue's attention was not on the cigarette box at all, but on Su Rou's hand. He lifted Su Rou up, dragged her hand and frowned, "Where's the Band-Aid?"

Su Rou didn't think there was anything wrong, anyway, she would occasionally cut a finger when cooking.She pulled her hand out of Bo Mujue's: "It's okay, cover it with paper and it won't bleed."

After that, she turned around to look for toilet paper, but Bo Mujue walked to the cabinet under the TV, looking for a medicine box.

Su Rou opened her lips and wanted to stop her, but before she finished speaking, Bo Mujue said calmly: "If my hand is injured, then my meal will be ruined."

Su Rou was stunned for a moment before recovering. At that time, Bo Mujue had already walked in front of her. He was holding a band-aid in his hand, and he stuck it on Su Rou's injured fingertip with a slightly clumsy movement.

It turns out that Bo Mujue knew that she cooked the porridge... Su Rou was a little dazed, but think about it, Bo Mujue is so smart, and she is not a person who is good at acting, so it is not strange for him to know.

After helping Su Rou put on the band-aid, Bo Mujue took the initiative to go to the broken porcelain pieces and picked them up.

"Let me do it..." Seeing his actions, Su Rou was a little shocked, she had never seen Bo Mujue do this when she was at home.

"your hands……"

"I'm fine." Su Rou swallowed, "You're still sick, so go back to bed and lie down."

Su Rou always feels that Bo Mujue is very abnormal today. Could it be that he has a fever and is confused?

Su Rou secretly guessed, watching Bo Mujue return to the bed before slowly cleaning up the mess.

It turned out that the boiled hot water had already cooled down, just in time to take it in, Su Rou waited on Bo Mujue to take the medicine, and took his temperature again.

"The fever is gone." After seeing the normal body temperature displayed on the thermometer, Su Rou breathed a sigh of relief, "There are still two days left before the end of the trip."

Therefore, it is estimated that Bo Mujue will have to wait for two days for his inaccuracy.

"You want to go back?"

Bo Mujue's voice was a little hoarse and deep. Because of taking the medicine, his current consciousness is not very clear.

(End of this chapter)