Chongxi little husband

Fang Yan opened his eyes, but his mind was still groggy, his temples were swollen and painful like beating a drum, and his body felt very weak.

This is, sick?

With some difficulty, he reached out from under the quilt and touched his forehead. It doesn't seem to be very hot?

Thinking with a dull mind, he slowly glanced at the gauze curtain on the top of the bed and in front of the bed, and everything he saw was strange, and the surroundings were quiet.In his heart, he was not too worried. Although he woke up in an unfamiliar environment, he somehow believed that Zhang Ji must have done it, and that the other party would not leave too far away.

Perhaps it was because when the consciousness fell into the darkness, all that was vaguely seen and heard was the anxious and panicked expression of that person?

He was thinking drowsily with his eyes closed, and he couldn't help but feel that it was absurd and funny, but the drowsy head made him think too much, and soon his attention shifted to other places.

Fang Yan didn't get up in a hurry, but soon found that his throat was very dry, and after holding back, he felt that even the breath brought out bursts of heat, and he might catch fire soon.But the surroundings were very quiet, so I had no choice but to get up and plan to get out of bed to pour myself some water to drink.

"Lie down! Don't move!"

Just as he struggled to support his small upper body, a low, slightly displeased voice came from the door.

After Fang Yan heard the words, he just paused, then fell back very obediently, but turned his head slightly to smile at the door, "I just want to drink some water."

The voice was hoarse as expected.

Zhang Ji frowned again, quickly came to the table with the bowl and put it down, then poured the water in the teapot and carefully helped Fang Yan to feed him water.

Dialect took a sip, frowned slightly, and thought of joking, "It's not as good as the one at home."

Zhang Ji took a pause to feed the water, looked at the cup in his hand and showed hesitation, but it was fleeting, and he fed it to his lips again, but his tone was unconsciously softer.

"We're in town now, let's go back."

"In the town?" Dialect was just a sudden thought of joking, and didn't mind the question of water, but he paused when he heard the answer, and immediately understood it again after thinking about it. "That……"

"A house in the town." Also immediately understood what he was going to ask, Zhang Ji replied when he turned to put the cup and change the medicine bowl, "This is close to the medical center, the doctor said you are tired...don't say that Talk too much, drink the medicine."

Looking at the medicine bowl from far to near, with a bitter taste wafting from it before getting close, maybe it was because he was sick and was taken care of so carefully and willfully by the other party before, so he couldn't help but pop out--I saw Fang Yan's face wrinkled and turned away childishly went.

Protest with gestures and actions.

It's a pity that this point of protest was completely stifled. As the body improved, so did the height and strength. Dialect's stature and strength were far behind the opponent, let alone resistance.

The other party just put his arms around his shoulders and restrained most of his movements.

The protest was suppressed by "violence", and in the end he was very bitter and aggrieved to drink the medicine. At the same time, because he tried his best to resist the "suppression", he unconsciously broke out in a sweat. It seems a lot easier.

"..."

Zhang Ji didn't think of his wayward behavior at all, but with a hidden smile in his eyes, he put down the medicine bowl and poured a glass of water back, and when he sat back on the bedside, he said softly, "Come on, rinse your mouth."

He knew that the other party had good intentions, but today's dialect behavior always surpassed his brain - he gave the other party a big white eye before he could react rationally, but he didn't hold back any more, and rinsed his mouth according to his words, not wanting the other party's hands to fall in the next second. Li took out another object and stuffed it into his mouth before he could react.

The faint sweetness slightly overwhelmed the remaining bitterness in his mouth, making him feel a little better.

Xu Shi saw that his slightly wide-eyed expression pleased the other party, and saw a slight smile on Zhang Ji's face.

Accidentally caught a glimpse, my heart suddenly beat wildly, and the weird feeling when I was suddenly hugged by the other party rose again.

Fang Yan raised his hand and touched his face and forehead, why does it seem to be getting hotter?

His drowsy mind also made him unable to sort out these thoughts, so he simply let himself sink temporarily, and let's talk about it after he recovered from his illness.

Fang. Ostrich. Yan simply slipped down and told himself silently that the sickest one should go to bed first, and the rest will be done when he wakes up.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he closed his eyes, Zhi also became confused, and was pulled up again.

"you……"

"Change your clothes before going back to sleep." Gentlely pampered and teased a little helplessly, "You were the one who took care of me before, so let me take care of you now."

One sentence blocked the rejection of the dialect in his throat, thinking about it.Anyway, they are all the same length, and it seems that there is nothing to mind.

After thinking about it, he let the other party help him change his sweaty clothes and put on a dry undershirt.For this reason, Zhang Ji also explained that the clothes were bought for Xin when he went out before he woke up.

Zhang Ji was very satisfied with him being so well-behaved and obedient, he stuffed him into the quilt and lay down, with a smile on his face and a gentle tone that made the dialect feel full of threats that could not be resisted, "From now on, you must sleep obediently until you are better. Don't blame your husband for being rude~"

"..." Fang Yan quietly looked at the handsome face above, blinked for a while, then shrank back under the quilt and closed his eyes, proving it again with actions.

Immediately there was a chuckle from outside, obviously through the quilt, but still as if it was next to the ear, Dialect scratched his ears uncomfortably, and in the next second he felt the quilt on the top of his head being pulled down gently, and then the corners were all shattered. After tucking it in, the footsteps left gently after a while.

Fang Yan moved his eyelids, but in the end he failed to open them as he wished. Instead, he fell into a sweet dream with the soft sound of the door being closed.

When I woke up the next morning, the ground in the small yard outside was slightly damp, and the air was also crisp.

Zhang Ruixiang, who came out wearing a thin shirt and was going to carry water, couldn't help but flinched, only to realize that it had become cold in autumn. He looked up at the sky, frowned, and hurriedly turned back to the house to cover his son and Fang Jin again. The quilt, after coming out, glanced at the next door, hesitated for a while, and knocked on the door lightly, but fortunately, there was an immediate response from inside, and after a while, his nephew appeared behind the door.

"Uncle."

"It's changing outside, wait for them to wake up, please pay attention, don't go out yet. I'll go back and get thick clothes for you, and take care of your husband, you know?"

Zhang Ji came out and gently closed the door, looked into the courtyard and frowned, but he didn't stop my uncle's proposal, "Then you should pay attention to yourself, uncle, be careful on the road, don't rush too fast on the slippery road at this time, be safe First."

Zhang Ruixiang patted him on the shoulder with a smile, looked at his nephew who had already grown to his shoulder, and nodded with satisfaction, "Don't worry, I know it well, I still want to watch my little treasure grow up and marry a wife. By the way, later Come and give Xiaobao a name."

"it is good."

"The uncle went back first, wait, he will be back at noon."

"Well, we'll wait for you, be careful all the way."

Zhang Ji still sent the uncle out of the yard, and waited for the sound of horseshoes and wheels to fade away, then he closed the door and turned around.But when he caught sight of the kitchen in the corner, he suddenly paused, and then he remembered that the mother-in-law who was in charge of cleaning and cooking had already returned home with his uncle Zhang Qi back to the village, and now the only person in the yard who can cook is that sick people.

How should breakfast be solved?

Just as he was frowning and thinking, a gust of wind blew by and made him shiver uncontrollably, and hurried back to the house.

Shrugging his shoulders, he went back to the room and went to Fang Jin Xiaobao to have a look. Seeing that the two little guys were still sleeping soundly next to each other, and the quilt was still covering them well, he went back to the room temporarily relieved.

The same is true for dialect here, the quilt is well covered as if his posture has not changed, he walked over carefully, unexpectedly saw dialect turned over and opened his eyes.

The author has something to say: It seems that I owe a lot?I'll make it up later. Paralyzed~