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Qingfeng cooked a bowl of egg noodles with the little noodles left, and just as he put the noodles on the table, he found that Musu had turned over on the bed, and he didn't know if he was asleep or awake.

"Get up and eat something." He called a few times, but there was no response, so he walked to the other side of the bed. Musu was sleeping soundly with half of his face buried in the pillow, and the quilt almost covered his head.Gently pull it down, revealing a peaceful sleeping face, with the mouth slightly opened and exhaling.

"Xiao Su..."

She stretched out her hand to cover his forehead, which was slightly hot, and only then did she realize that he seemed to have a fever.

When Musu woke up again, it had been dark for a long time, his forehead was cold and cold, his head was groggy, his stomach was growling, and he was muttering in his heart. He remembered eating before going to bed, and his nose still remembered It tastes like egg noodles, but my stomach feels empty for a long time.

Just as he was about to kick the quilt away, the quilt became so heavy overnight that he couldn't move his arms. Could it be a ghost pressing the bed?But...he was really hungry!

Turning around, it turned out that it wasn't a ghost who was pressing him down. Qingfeng was lying on the other side of the bed, pressed against the corner of the quilt, and was sleeping with his arms around him.This kind of deja vu scene seems to have returned to the time when they were still living in the rental house.

In Qingfeng's dream, he dreamed that he had a cat. On the way home, he was always moving restlessly and meowing, which made him upset. In the end, he woke up noisy and pregnant. There is really a cat in the house that has been making restless noises.

Seeing that Qingfeng woke up, Mu Su suddenly stopped moving, and curled up under the blanket, pretending to be asleep.But Qingfeng had already seen the appearance just now, he was knocked twice on the head, and then rubbed vigorously, "Are you awake?"

Musu should not.

"Let me see if it's still hot." Fumbling for something on the bedside table in the dark, there were two beeps, something was put in his ear, the breeze gently tugged at his earlobe, half propped up, It didn't take long before he let go, turned on the bedside lamp and took a closer look, "The body temperature has dropped, get up and drink some medicine before going to sleep."

It wasn't until the lights in the house came on that I realized it was only two o'clock in the morning.Mu Su looked around and turned around to look at this "uninvited guest". Qingfeng had already taken off his clothes, and he was wearing a loose and thin sweater in Mu Su's closet. Just came in for the first time.

After soaking up the cold medicine, he walked towards the bed with the cup of tan medicine in his hand, his eyes were sleepy, apparently the drowsiness had not completely faded away.He half-kneeled on the bed, turned around and leaned against the head of the bed, and supported Mu Su up with one hand, "Are you hungry?"

Musu sat on the bed, lowered his head and drank the potion seriously, completely shielding Qingfeng's concern.

"That's right, I've been hungry all day, I probably don't feel any more, go to sleep." He put the empty cup aside, took a new cooling patch, and slapped it on Musu's forehead.

Musu was a little disappointed. He thought that Qingfeng would insist on caring whether he was hungry, but who knew he was asking and answering himself, so he was looking forward to it in vain.

From the beginning to the end, I didn't say a word, got into the bed, but my mind was full of food, fried chicken legs, hamburgers... It seemed that there was still a burst of meat in the air.

"I turned off the light..." I put my hand on the switch and was about to press it, counting one, two, three in my heart... Sure enough, I was quickly stopped, "Don't turn it off, turn it on for a while."

"Do you have anything else to do?" Qingfeng leaned against the head of the bed, with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, which was meaningful.

"No, I'm fine now, and I feel very comfortable." Qingfeng listened to the inexplicable report of his physical condition, pretending not to know, "Sleep when you are healthy."

"I don't want to sleep anymore..." Musu couldn't bear it any longer. He lifted the quilt and sat up suddenly. After a circle, I turned around with some resentment, "Didn't you bring any food?"

"Me? I didn't..." Qingfeng's expression was innocent.

"Forget it, self-reliance." Just picked up the kettle, the inside was empty, Qingfeng behind him smiled and said, "What are you looking for? I ran out of cold medicine for you just now, do you want to boil another pot?"

Musu rummaged in the kitchen cabinet for a long time, and kept saying, "Where are my instant noodles, where are my instant noodles!"

"I threw away all the instant noodles. Eating them all in one box will be too bad for your health." Qingfeng's words were like a bolt from the blue, and Mu Su realized that there was really no food left at home, and stared mechanically. The leisurely person on the bed, the smell of meat blowing towards his face.

Qingfeng felt a murderous aura, and before he recovered, he saw Mu Su rushing towards him like a small beast, biting his arm, and refused to let go even though he didn't use any force.

"What are you doing?" Musu's eyes glowed green with hunger, and he yelled, "I want you to touch my instant noodles, I want you to touch my instant noodles."

Qingfeng couldn't laugh or cry at being blamed, and slowly withdrew his arm, "You can't bite me even if you're hungry, besides, can you bite me?" As soon as he let go, Mu Su fell on the bed in frustration and rolled back and forth.

"Okay, why don't I take you out to buy something to eat?" Mu Su barely raised his head and glanced at him until Qingfeng asked.

There are not many 24-hour places nearby, and after walking for a stop, I barely saw a KFC. Mu Su, who was walking slowly, almost ran towards the gate.

"I want a burger, French fries, spicy chicken wings, and plain chicken nuggets, and a big Coke."

"Hello, 57 yuan and five..." The cashier didn't have the vigor of the day, and naturally he didn't pay much attention to the person who was in a hurry to order food.

Musu touched his pockets all over his body, only to realize that he forgot to pack his wallet, and turned around to search for Qingfeng's figure. At this moment, the person actually pushed the door slowly and walked in.

"57 yuan five, 57 yuan five, 57 yuan five!" Mu Su jumped his feet anxiously.

"Okay, okay, I heard." Qingfeng paid the money, and was about to take Musu to sit in the seat, but Musu stubbornly stayed in front of the cashier, ready to wait for the first time his food came out of the oven.

"I'll get it for you, you sit first." Choosing a remote corner, Mu Su sat down but still poked his head towards the cashier in a daze, completely childlike, Qingfeng sat opposite and looked at it.