The person who came was Yan Han's usual family doctor. He looked at it and was a little confused.
"It looks like an allergy."
"But he didn't eat the mango."
"What about the others?" The doctor pushed up his glasses and looked at Song Xiang, "Did you eat anything at that time?"
Song Xiang was speechless.
Yan Han closed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth, not afraid of embarrassment at all, "I ate her saliva."
The doctor was stunned for a moment and then reacted.
"Haha, this...you won't be allergic to saliva, otherwise you will get sick...hahahaha."
Song Xiang: "..."
She cleared her throat, thought for a moment, and then suddenly remembered.
"Can cats salivate?"
The doctor was confused.
"The cat licked my face before and had a lot of saliva on my face. I just wiped it with a tissue." Song Xiang explained.
"This is possible!" The doctor's eyes lit up.
"But he wasn't allergic to cat hair before." Song Xiang was confused.
"The body will react accordingly to seasonal changes, which is normal."
When Song Xiang heard this, he felt something was wrong.
The doctor prescribed some medicine and only said that if it didn't feel better in two days, he would go back for a checkup then.
After sending the person away, Song Xiang knelt down next to Yan Han and poked his mouth with her finger.
"Tsk, don't blame me. Who told you to think about impure things as soon as you came back?"
Yan Han hummed softly, endured the pain in his mouth, half-opened his eyes, hugged her with one hand, "Kiss her to prove that your saliva is not poisonous."
Song Xiang rolled her eyes and leaned over. She really wanted to kiss him, but suddenly she stopped.
"Um?"
"No more kissing. Just stay calm and I'll put the bath water in for you."
Yan Han lazily turned to his side, watched her jump out of bed, and twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling pain again.
Feeling irritated, he raised his hand and touched the corner of his mouth. His eyes moved and he caught a glimpse of something next to him.
Doraemon?
He reached out and took it.
Immediately, the sweet and greasy taste hit your face.
…
nine o'clock
The lights were brightly lit in the villa, and Sister Li helped Gu Lian prepare all the ingredients for making the cake, waiting for her to start.
Gu Lian slept for most of the day and was in good spirits at the moment.
"Miss is going to make a cake. Do you want to ask sir to come over and try it?" Sister Li stood outside the kitchen and asked tentatively.
Gu Lian turned around to get the butter and ignored it, neither saying yes nor bad.
Sister Li thought for a while and quietly withdrew.
Gu Lian was busy working in the kitchen, moving very slowly, just to pass the time.
She tried her best to digest her emotions and didn't want to affect her children.
Leaning in front of the cooking table, listening to the sound of the whipper churning the cream, I feel quite calm.
Mix everything together, put it into the mold, and adjust the oven.
She went outside, to the fireplace as usual.
Sit and wait for the oven to be ready.
bite--
The two voices overlapped together.
The door was opened and the oven stopped working.
As footsteps approached, Gu Lian raised his head and had no intention of paying attention.
Suddenly, something warm touched her cheek.
She was startled, turned her face and saw that it was roasted sweet potato.
Lu Zechen stood beside her, looking down on her and saying nothing.
Sister Li heard the commotion and came down from upstairs, "Oh, Mr. Lu is here and bought sweet potatoes. Miss Gu just likes to eat them."
Lu Zechen responded lightly, without speaking to Gu Lian, and handed the things to Sister Li, while he walked to the clothes rack.
Gu Lian stood up and caught a glimpse of the injury at the corner of his mouth, which was much clearer than yesterday when he looked at it in the dark.
Lu Zechen turned his head and met her eyes.
Gu Lian calmly withdrew his gaze and walked into the kitchen with his waist propped up.
Lu Zechen took off his cufflinks and followed him in.