Qingning took a blanket to cover him, and then put a pillow under his head.

When I returned to the restaurant, I saw the dishes I cooked had lost my appetite.

......

It was already midnight when Jiang Chen woke up again, and the room was pitch black. He subconsciously spoke, "Qingning!"

He sat up suddenly, his head dizzy, and the blanket on his body slid to the ground.

After sitting against the sofa for a while, the heat was probably gone. He felt much better, but he was a little congested.

He got up and returned to the living room. He saw that the kitchen light was on. The girl was already asleep on the dining table, with a computer in front of her, and a stack of reports on her hand.

He raised his hand and looked at the time. It was already eleven o'clock in the evening. He walked over, put his hand on Qingning's shoulder, and shook it, "Qingning!"

"Wake up and go back to your room to sleep!"

Qingning raised her head, and a few red marks were printed on her left cheek with her arm. She looked at him sleepily, her dull look on her face, which made Jiang Chen's heart soft for no reason.

"Brother Chen," Qingning said, "Are you awake? Are you getting better?"

She woke up and immediately showed a concerned expression.

Jiang Chen smiled, "It's much better, it's very late, go to bed!"

Qingning stood up, "You haven't eaten yet, I'll heat up the food. After you eat, take the medicine again, and it will be better tomorrow!"

Jiang Chen followed her to the kitchen, "Have you eaten?"

"No!"

Qingning cleaned up the computer and report on the dining table, went back to the kitchen to bring out the dishes warmed in the pot, heated them in the microwave, and heated the soup in the pot.

"You have a cold and can't drink fish soup anymore. I made tomato and egg soup again, which is lighter." Qing Ning explained while doing it.

Jiang Chen was still a little weak all over, leaning against the kitchen door lazily, watching the girl busy.

Late at night, the dim lights will make people involuntarily produce a little tranquility and warmth.

He narrowed the girl's face and smiled, "I will be content if my wife is half as considerate and virtuous as you in the future."

Qingning stopped the fire and said casually, "Brother Chen's wife doesn't need virtuousness. There will be servants in your family who do all kinds of things. She just needs to be responsible for being beautiful!"

Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows, "It seems to be right!"

Qingning brought the vegetables to the kitchen, "Go and wash your face, it will be more comfortable and you will have an appetite when eating."

Jiang Chen had gentle eyebrows and nodded obediently, "Okay!"

At twelve o'clock in the evening, the two sat opposite each other and ate silently.

Jiang Chen was indeed hungry, and he was always thinking about the sweet and sour pork ribs made by Qingning. However, after eating two pieces, Qingning took them away and put a plate of fried broccoli in front of him, "I have a cold."

Eat lightly.”

I don’t know if it’s because of my illness, Jiang Chen is particularly easy to talk today. He doesn’t want to eat meat and obediently pick up carrots.

Seeing him listening to him like this, Qingning felt a strange feeling in his heart, and suddenly he thought of the scene where he sucked his fingers in his mouth, and was panicked.

She ate silently and didn't speak.

After dinner, Qingning asked Jiang Chen to take medicine again and told him to go to bed early.

Jiang Chen lost sleepiness when he returned to the room. He played games for a while and found that the lights in Qingning's room were still on when he went out to drink water.

He walked slowly over and through the half-open door crack, he saw the girl wearing pajamas and lying in front of the computer to check the data on the report.
Chapter completed!