Author: Xiao Longyue

"First of all, is taking good care of your girlfriend a quick way to increase your favorability?"

As Ling Bei spoke, he casually opened the medicine box. The medicines inside were neatly stacked. If you look carefully, you will find that the dates are all recent. It seems that they were sorted out not long ago.

But Nan Zishu, as the real owner of this house, was particularly shocked.

She either works nine to five all day long, or is accompanying her in the hospital. Even when she came back yesterday, she didn't have time to sort out these things.

Nan Zishu's eyes gradually deepened as she looked at Ling Bei. She knew from the beginning that Ling Bei would often make people feel warm in some details. But now she can't help but be tempted by Ling Bei's meticulousness.

Ling Bei seemed to feel Nan Zishu's increasingly hot eyes. He raised the corners of his lips slightly, but did not stop opening the iodophor cotton swab. Then he saw him smiling gently at Nan Zishu.

The cotton swab that has been stained brown by iodine: "It still needs to be disinfected. It may hurt a little if you touch it, so bear with it."

I saw Ling Bei carefully wiping Nan Zishu's back ankle with a cotton swab, his movements gentle as if he were touching the most precious treasure in the world.

He gently blew on the skin that had been rubbed with iodine, and then put a band-aid on it.

"alright."

Ling Bei was quite satisfied and put Nan Zishu's feet back into the slippers, but unexpectedly, when he looked up, he saw a tear falling from the girl's face.

"Shu Shu!" Ling Bei was stunned for a moment, but his body moved forward faster than his brain and hugged Nan Zishu.

Nan Zishu, who suddenly fell into a familiar embrace, suddenly came to his senses. She smiled and put her arms on Ling Bei's always generous shoulders: "I'm fine. Don't worry, idiot.

"It's just that you are too gentle."

So gentle that my heart will always be moved by you, so gentle that I want to grow willfully under your wings.

Nan Zishu felt that Ling Bei in his arms seemed to stiffen for a moment, and then heard him laugh softly: "Shu Shu has praised me so much, shouldn't I work harder?"

Ling Bei slowly let go of his arms and tucked Nan Zishu's broken hair behind his ears. The smile on his face became even stronger: "I guess my girlfriend wants to drink a glass of juice I made when she comes back."

ah?"

Nan Zishu couldn't help being stunned.

How did Ling Bei know what he was thinking?

Just now at the afternoon tea restaurant, Nan Zishu had been thinking about what Ling Bei's note said "There is juice in the refrigerator", and he felt more and more that the glass of juice he ordered was not as good as the one made by his boyfriend. In addition,

In the end, her cousin's words made her feel very bad, and Nan Zishu felt that she urgently needed a glass of "Lingbei's exclusive" juice to adjust her mood.

Ling Bei looked at Nan Zishu's shocked expression and unconsciously smiled naturally: "Sit down and wait for me."

He habitually raised his hand to rub the top of Nan Zishu's soft hair, then got up and went to the kitchen.

Nan Zishu's eyes followed Ling Bei involuntarily, watching him shuttle around the kitchen counter, and for some reason his heart suddenly felt filled with a sense of solidity.

"Ling Bei." Nan Zishu suddenly remembered something and casually reminded Ling Bei: "If you want to use the sink, please take out the unwashed lunch boxes in the sink first."

"Oh. I've already washed it." Ling Bei answered very matter-of-factly: "I washed it when I came back, and then I went down to wait for you."
Chapter completed!