But when she thought that Sheng Muhan accepted her because of the night at the Spring Hotel and the P-type blood flowing in her body, she felt a little relieved.

"I know." She walked over with a smile, handed him the breakfast on the tray, and said, "This is the nutritious porridge I made for Beibei, but I don't know if Beibeixi likes this taste, so I want to make it You try it first, if you think it’s okay, I’ll send it to Beibei, if not, I’ll cook another one for him.”

Such an act of heart, even if it was pretended, was a bit touching. She didn't believe that Sheng Muhan would not be moved.

Sure enough, Sheng Muhan took the bowl and spoon from her hands, and his tone added a bit of gentleness: "Let the cook do the porridge cooking, you don't have to do it yourself."

"It's okay, I have nothing to do anyway, and I'm also responsible for Beibei's falling into the water, I want to take good care of him." Gu Meiting watched him try a bite, and asked expectantly: "How is it? Is the taste okay?" ?”

In fact, the cook made the porridge, and she just washed the rice and kept the fire beside her.

After all, she has never been in a kitchen since she was a child, and she can't even cook plain porridge, let alone nutritious porridge.

"The taste is not bad, Beibei should like it."

"That's good." Gu Meiting pretended to be relieved, and said, "Mu Han, you can eat this bowl of porridge. I'll go to the kitchen and serve another bowl for Beibei."

"Okay, thank you."

Gu Meiting smiled at him, purposely brushed her hair with her hands, then turned and walked towards the bedroom door.

...

Early in the morning, Gu Xintong woke up from the itching.

She sat up from the bed with difficulty, turned to look at Sheng Sibei next to her, and found that his fever had subsided and he was sleeping very soundly.

Gu Xintong knew since she was a child that she was allergic to fever reducing water, so she didn't panic at all about the rash on her arms and legs.Originally planning to go back to the room to take a shower and apply some medicine, but the door was pushed open at this moment.

Mrs. Sheng walked in accompanied by Sister Jin. They only had the young master in their eyes, and they didn't notice Gu Xintong's symptoms for a moment.After seeing the little guy sleeping peacefully on the bed, the expression on his face relaxed a little.

Sister Jin leaned over and touched the little guy's forehead, nodded: "There is no trace of fever, old lady, you can rest assured."

Madam Sheng nodded and asked, "Where's Mu Han? Didn't he sleep here last night?"

"Yeah, why isn't the second young master here? He won't... still have the guts to throw the young master into the care of a little fool?" Sister Jin looked up at Gu Xintong. Jump.

"Oh my god! What are you doing?" Sister Jin looked at her in horror.

Although Gu Xintong was trying her best to pull up her collar to cover the red rash on her neck, but because of her severe allergies, she also had a lot of rashes on her face. It's no wonder that Sister Jin and Mrs. Sheng were startled by her one after another.

"I...so itchy..." Gu Xintong said while touching her neck.

"Itch? It must be some kind of illness, why don't you get out of here quickly!" Sister Jin grabbed her by the collar with one hand, dragged her from the bed to the floor, and reproached her with disgust: "If the virus on your body Infect the young master, the old lady will peel your skin!"

Although there was a plush carpet on the floor, Gu Xintong still screamed when she threw her down.

This scream woke up Sheng Sibei who was on the bed, and also attracted Sheng Muhan who was in the next bedroom.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Gu Xintong get up from the ground in embarrassment, Sheng Muhan frowned and asked, "What happened?"

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