Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

Because a lot of ingredients were prepared, everyone had a great time at this barbecue.

　 Especially before the food is cooked, it is dipped in oil, salt, pepper and cumin powder, and the seasoning is soaked in the middle of the ingredients, accompanied by the alluring smell of vegetables or meat, it is really hard to swallow.

Lin Qiuran suddenly felt that his final decision of not giving up was right.

Halfway through eating, Xiaopang couldn't help but want to make trouble.

"Sister Ran Ran, you see we are so happy today, how about some wine to cheer us up?"

Without even thinking about it, Lin Qiuran rejected Xiaopang's request.

"If you're thirsty, there are several layers of mineral water in the refrigerator, and you can drink as much as you want."

"Wine. Don't even think about it."

Lin Qiuran did not forget the mistakes he made because of drinking.

She dare not forget the lessons learned from the poor wine quality of a few people.

Seeing Lin Qiuran denying his request so resolutely, Fatty was inevitably a little disappointed.

He simply continued to eat his barbecue without continuing to ask.

"Ah..."

Eating and eating.Lin Qiuran suddenly sneezed.

"Have a cold?"

Zhao Qichen asked softly on the side.

"No, it should be pepper choking the nose."

Lin Qiuran didn't care much, she rubbed her nose and waved her hands.

Wind remnants of clouds.

In the end, the scene of the accident was a mess.

There were wooden sticks all over the ground, scattered in all directions.

"I really have to consider asking a cleaning lady to come back now."

When Wen Zhouxing heard it, his tone was full of surprise.

"It won't be so long. There hasn't been a babysitter in the team, right?"

Everyone nodded.

"Is it all handled by you alone?"

Wen Zhouxing asked in Lin Qiuran's direction.

Everyone nodded again.

Wen Zhouxing couldn't help giving Lin Qiuran a thumbs up.

Lin Qiuran smiled helplessly.

Now the size of the base has more than doubled, which means that if Lin Qiuran wants to clean up in the future, there will be more than twice as many places to consider cleaning up.

Recently, she even struggled to deal with the affairs in hand, let alone take care of the daily life of the team members and the sanitation of the base.

At this time, Lin Qiuran's body is full of words.

Seeing the mess on the ground, everyone was embarrassed to go into the house alone after eating, so they helped Lin Qiuran clean up together.

After everyone finished disposing of the charcoal fire for the barbecue, and then cleaned up the rubbish, debris and oil stains on the ground, they were all exhausted and out of breath.

"This nanny must be hired. It's so tiring, we can't let our sister Ran Ran bear it alone."

Xiaopang sat on a bench in the yard, looking hopeless.

"Sure enough, only by participating in the labor can you know how tired you are."

The old wolf couldn't help sighing.

"It's possible that you haven't exercised for too long. From tomorrow, we will continue to exercise for one hour a day."

"what?"

After hearing Lin Qiuran's words, the group of three wailed suddenly.

Only Wen Zhouxing and Mao Yu didn't know why, so they looked at Lin Qiuran suspiciously.

"Oh, I have to exercise for an hour every day to strengthen my body. Isn't this a delay before the game?"

Lin Qiuran explained lightly to the two Mengxin who didn't know the truth.

Maoyu nodded slightly with a clear look.

……

In addition to a public bathroom in the new base, each individual room also has an independent toilet.

The public bathroom is for the team members to use during training during the day. As for showering before going to bed at night and washing up in the morning, all can be solved in their own rooms.

This also saves time waiting in line.

Entering the house from the yard, everyone changed into slippers and went to their own rooms, ready to wash and go to bed.

"Ah!"

Lin Qiuran blew cold wind outside, and sneezed again the moment he entered the room.

"Or is the pepper choking your nose?"

Zhao Qichen turned around and asked in front.

Lin Qiuran pouted, and muttered:
"I don't know, but I won't catch a cold right now... Never mind, I'll make some cold medicine to prevent it."

As everyone knows, it is too late to drink granules at this time.

On the first night at the new base, after Lin Qiuran drank the cold medicine, he felt the medicinal properties shortly after taking a shower and drying his hair.

Lying on the bed for a while, he fell into a deep sleep.

A night without dreams.

But when she woke up the next day, she felt a pain in her throat like smoke.

Only then did Lin Qiuran realize that she must have had a sore throat from a cold.

Not only did her throat feel uncomfortable, but when she got out of bed, she also felt her head was heavy and her steps were slightly weak.

So during breakfast, everyone saw the disposable mask on Lin Qiuran's face.

"Do you have a cold?"

Zhao Qichen's tone was full of concern.

Lin Qiuran nodded.

"It should have caught cold on the way to the supermarket yesterday."

Hearing the strong nasal voice of the little woman in front of him, Zhao Qichen couldn't help but feel distressed.

"Have you taken medicine?"

"have eaten."

If I remember correctly, Zhao Qichen only had a fever some time ago.

I didn't expect that the virus also knew the principle of feng shui rotation, and it didn't take long for it to transfer to me.

Illness comes like a mountain.

A cold is not a disease, it can be fatal when you get sick.

Lin Qiuran finally understood these truths.

Because she hadn't made it through the morning, she finally collapsed on the stairs due to exhaustion.

Fortunately, she was conscious enough to grab the handrail of the stairs immediately so as not to roll down from it.

In the end, it was because the wrestling sound was too loud that some people in the training room were alarmed to come out to check.

"Sister Ran Ran!"

The crowd exclaimed.

Zhao Qichen always felt that his right eyelid was twitching when he was playing games, and he was always restless as if he had something in his heart.

Seeing Lin Qiuran collapsed in the middle of the stairs with a precarious appearance, Zhao Qichen's heart actually missed half a beat.

With one stride, Zhao Qichen hugged Lin Qiuran horizontally.

"Ran Ran, are you okay?"

"It's okay... I'm just a little weak..."

Zhao Qichen went downstairs and put Lin Qiuran on the sofa.

The people next to them were also full of anxiety, standing by and waiting for orders at any time.

Zhao Qichen put his palms on Lin Qiuran's forehead, feeling the scalding heat, and suddenly lost an inch.

"Let's go, get ready to go to the hospital."

After finishing speaking, he wanted to hug Lin Qiuran again.

Lin Qiuran immediately raised her hand to stop Zhao Qichen's move.

"Don't, it's okay, I won't go to the hospital yet, Qichen, don't worry..."

"Not in a hurry? How can I not be in a hurry when you fell to the ground?"

Zhao Qichen's voice was slightly annoyed.

"It's just an ordinary fever. Help me find a doctor from a nearby clinic and just hang a drip at home."