[Onmyoji] Did you get SSR today?

Boya caught a cold.

Boya, who claims to have never had a cold since she was a child, is strong and self-willed, and has a cold and fever and tonsil inflammation.

Facing a cold, a disease he had never experienced before, Boya slept in a daze all day, his consciousness fluctuated, and the image of Seimei fluttering on Hongye's chest appeared in his mind countless times.

Qingming stayed by Boya's bed all night.

When he found Boya fainted by the bed last night, he was really shocked and thought he was suffering from some serious illness.

It turned out that such a powerful man would also fall down because of a cold.

Qingming caressed Boya's forehead, the temperature was still a little hot.He put on a half-wet towel and looked at the time. Boya had slept for almost fourteen hours, so he should wake up.

"Seimei." Kagura pushed open the bedroom door and walked in quietly, "Go to sleep, I'll watch Boya."

"He should be waking up soon." Qingming stood up, "I'll go to the kitchen and get some porridge."

"Go to sleep." Kagura held Seimei, "I just saw the white wolf at the door, let her help you get it."

"Alright." Qingming nodded, "How is Hongye's injury? I'll go and see her."

"Why are you so busy!" Kagura dragged Seimei back angrily, "Didn't I tell you to go to sleep!"

Qingming couldn't laugh or cry: "Hongye's injury is very serious..."

"Eight hundred bhikkuni is watching her!"

"Okay, I'm going to bed."

Under Kagura's glaring gaze, Seimei obediently went back to her room to sleep.

Sleep till noon.

When it was sunny, it was already dark outside.

After regaining some energy, Qingming immediately got out of bed and walked to Boya's room next door.

The bedroom door of Boya's inner room was half-opened, and Bai Lang sat on the side. The two seemed to be talking about something, and laughter came from time to time.

It seemed that Boya's health was much better. Qingming looked outside the door for a while, and was about to leave when Babaichuni came in with a food box.

"Qingming." Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni called out, her voice was not low, and the people inside heard the movement immediately.

"Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni." Qingming said calmly, "Did you bring some food?"

"Yes." Eight hundred bhikkuni walked into the bedroom and put the food box on the table.

Qingming walked into the bedroom with Babaichuni. He walked to Boya's bed and sat down, "Is it better?"

"Of course." Boya stretched his muscles and bones, "This kind of small problem can be solved in minutes."

Qingming smiled, and reached out to touch Boya's forehead: "The fever hasn't subsided, what can I do."

"Eat something nutritious and help the body recover." Babaichuni opened the food box, and the aroma of wolfberry chicken soup filled the room.

"Ten yuan bet, it was done by ghosts."

"Wrong, bring me ten yuan." Eight hundred bhikuni filled a small bowl of soup and handed it to Qingming.

This chicken soup is light, but full of color, flavor and appetite.

Qingming stirred it a few times with a spoon, but Boya couldn't hold back any longer, and rushed over.

"It wasn't made by ghosts, could it be you who did it?"

"It's not me." Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni said with a smile, "It's 20 yuan."

"White wolf?"

The white wolf sitting on the side waved his hands again and again: "I don't know how to cook."

"Yingcao?"

"Can Yingcao get the stove?"

"..."

Boya almost guessed all the shikigami he thought were possible, but he still didn't get it right.

Babaichuni hooked his hands: "Boya, 120 yuan, no credit."

Boya cheated: "You're talking nonsense, who else in the courtyard can cook, do you want to say that Kagura did it?"

"It's not Kagura, 130."

"..."

Qingming filled another small bowl of chicken soup, took another piece of chicken wing, and brought it to Boya.

Boya stared at the chicken soup in front of him, and suddenly said in horror: "It can't be a ghost, right?"

"...140."

Qingming couldn't help laughing, he said casually: "I really can't think of anyone, can't it be Hongye?"

Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni nodded: "Well, it's the red leaves."

Boya: "..."

Qingming was taken aback, and asked, "Is her injury healed?"

"Hongye's injury was originally caused by the consumption of demon energy. She became a shikigami, and you gave her some strength, so she recovered quickly."

"That's good." Qingming breathed a sigh of relief.

Boya suddenly couldn't eat anymore. He looked at the fragrant chicken wings in the bowl, and finally he couldn't resist the temptation and bit down.

"It seems that Hongye's craftsmanship is very good." Qingming praised, "How did she come up with the idea of ​​cooking chicken soup?"

"She didn't cook chicken soup for Boya." Babai Khuni covered her mouth and smiled, "As soon as she recovered from her injury, she ran to the kitchen and said she wanted to make pastries for you. At that time, I was thinking about making porridge for Boya, so I said something You will be very happy when Boya recovers from illness, so she rushed to make a bowl of chicken soup."

Qingming: "..."

Boya choked for a moment, then looked at Qingming silently: "I'm really in your favor."

Babaichuni brought a whole bowl of chicken soup in front of Boya, and said with a smile: "Since you know that you have been exposed to the light of Qingming, remember to drink every drop."

Boya: "..."

Qingming reached out to take the soup bowl, and said with a smile, "No rush, take your time."

Boya pouted, took off a chicken leg, put it in a small bowl, and took a big bite.The chicken is fragrant, soft and smooth, and has an excellent taste. Although it is made of red leaves, it can't be against the food.

Qingming put the soup bowl aside, stretched out his hand and wiped the oil stains from the corner of Boya's mouth with his thumb.

Boya grabbed Seimei's hand and greedily sucked his fingers.

The white wolf who sat silently by the side was stunned, and was so shocked by the picture full of pink bubbles that he couldn't think.

"Then let's go first." Eight hundred bhikkuni said calmly, "White Wolf, let's go."

"Oh, good." The white wolf stood up with a "bao", stiffly followed behind the eight hundred bhikkhuni, and walked out of the room.

While eating the chicken, Boya said with some gloom: "Did I do anything to make Eight Hundred Bikuni hate me? Why do you think she is targeting me?"

Qingming closed the door, sat down by the bed, and said, "Give her the 140 yuan earlier."

"..." Boya said speechlessly, "It shouldn't be about this."

"No, what I mean is, if you renege on your debt, she will hold her grudge even more."

Boya: "..."

Only Qingming and Boya were left in the room.

Boya put down the bowl in his hand, sighed, and lay back on the bed.

"Are you full?" Qingming put the bowls and chopsticks into the food box.

Boya rolled his eyes and said, "When I think about what was made by that woman, I lose my appetite."

"Bo Ya." Qingming looked at him and asked, "Do you have some misunderstandings about Hongye?"

"Misunderstanding?" Boya snorted coldly, "Is it comfortable to lean on the fragrant and delicate breasts?"

Qingming: "..."

Fragrant and soft breasts?

Has he leaned on it?

Qingming didn't have any recollection, he recalled what happened in Maple Leaf Forest. When rescuing Hongye, there was indeed physical contact, but it was all for the purpose of saving lives. Even if he did touch the bosom...it was forced by the situation.

Seeing Qingming's bewildered face, Boya was furious.

He stretched out his hand to hook Qingming's neck, and pressed him against his chest: "That's it!"

"That was careless." Seeing Boya's angry look, Qingming couldn't help chuckling, and he leaned into Boya's arms, pressing against his chest.

Boya couldn't bear Qingming's coquettish behavior the most, but she still pretended to be angry and said, "Hmph, I don't have soft breasts like that woman's."

"I'm not interested in women's breasts either."

"A man's breasts are even less interesting, aren't they?"

Qingming was silent for a while, and said softly, "Bo Ya's chest is very firm, very warm, and reassuring."

"Damn it." Boya tugged hard and pulled Qingming onto the bed, "Don't blame me for infecting you with a cold."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qingming was pushed down on the bed by Boya, and kisses fell on his face like a shower, making people dizzy.