The willows are dark and the flowers are bright and another spring

Shen Weiting is very angry now.She didn't expect that her son, who had never worried her since she was a child, would have such a thing come home only one day after returning home.What made her even more unbearable was that he actually asked Chu Xuan to help him clean up the mess.

Her hands holding the teacup are trembling now, if her mother-in-law is not sitting next to her, she really wants to drop the cup in her hand.

"Wei Ting." Grandma Lin glanced at her daughter-in-law and said calmly. "Ask Xiaohang carefully in a while, he is not the kind of person who will act recklessly, don't scare the child."

"Mom..." Shen Weiting put the cup on the coffee table angrily, afraid that she would get angry and couldn't help but drop the beloved black glaze teacup of her father-in-law and mother-in-law.

"Okay, okay, if you want to be angry, wait until you figure things out."

"Mom, I feel ashamed! You said that Xiaohang brought a girl home and made her sick. He didn't tell his family when he was sick, but asked Chu Xuan to help him find a doctor. This... What kind of thing is this!" The more Shen Weiting thought about it, the angrier she became, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that her son's behavior was unreasonable.

"Maybe it's not what you think." Grandma Lin comforted her daughter-in-law, but in private, her guess was similar to that of her daughter-in-law.

The little mute didn't stay in his room all night, where else could he be?

When Chu Xuan sent someone out just now, she also vaguely heard the two of them saying, "Probably the injury is quite serious, some infection has a fever" or something like that.

This grandson probably played too much yesterday, hiding it and dare not tell his family.

Although it is my precious grandson who wants to help, I can't say that he is not good in front of others, but the little mute is quite pitiful, and she looks cute and cute, and she doesn't look like a bad woman...

Thinking of this, Grandma Lin sighed.

It seems that Xiaohang failed his studies abroad, so we need to find a chance to have a good talk with him.

"I also hope it's not what I think!" Shen Weiting hesitated for a while, and then tentatively asked her mother-in-law, "But if it's really... what should I do?"

"What else can I do!" Grandma Lin's face turned cold, and then she softened her expression and returned to her kind and kind look, "Let's find out the situation first, and if the injury is serious, send it to the military hospital first. You can't have an accident at home, right?" ! While the old man is not at home, we can solve it, otherwise, when he comes back, it will be troublesome."

"You said so."

"Grandma, Mom."

When Lin Muhang walked into the living room, he saw his mother and grandma sitting on the sofa, one on the left and one on the right, looking at him.

Mother's face was ugly, but grandma looked at him with a smile.

"Xiao Hang, why are you alone, where is An An?" Grandma Lin asked deliberately.

"An'an is sick." Lin Muhang replied with a smile, pretending not to know that grandma asked him that on purpose. "I'll ask Aunt Liu to make me something to eat first."

"Sick? Hey, I have to call the doctor to see it." Grandma Lin also showed a trace of worry on her face, she turned to tell her daughter-in-law, "Wei Ting, call Lao Lin to show An An. This illness can't be delayed, if it becomes a serious illness, it will be troublesome."

"I'll call Mrs. Lin right away." Shen Weiting deliberately picked up her mobile phone to make a call, while stealthily watching her son's expression.

"Mom, Chu Xuan asked her classmate to see her, but she caught a cold last night and had a low fever. Ms. Song left some medicine, and I just fed An An. He is asleep now, and he should be fine after sweating." Lin Mu Hang hurriedly stopped her, for fear that she would really find Grandpa's full-time doctor.

"You child, An An didn't tell mom when she was sick, how could you bother Chu Xuan!" Shen Weiting glared at him with an unhappy expression.

"Xiaohang, tell grandma that An An really just has a fever?" Grandma Lin didn't believe his words, she stared and asked.

"It's really just a low-grade fever. You're overthinking it." Lin Muhang said helplessly, with grandma on one side and mother on the other.

"It's just that we think too much." Seeing what he said, Grandma Lin didn't ask any more questions. "If there is anything, you must tell grandma."

"Grandma..." Lin Muhang rubbed his forehead, stood up and walked to the kitchen, "I'm hungry, I'll go find Aunt Liu. I also want her to prepare some porridge for An An, so that he can pad his stomach when he wakes up. "

"Let her prepare it and simmer it on a low fire, don't let it get cold." Grandma Lin told him behind him.

"understood."

"Mom, do you believe him?" After Lin Muhang left, Shen Weiting asked uneasily.

"Yes, why don't you believe it. Look at how nervous he was with An An yesterday. If there is something, he won't be in a hurry?" Grandma Lin took a sip from the tea cup before slowly answering her daughter-in-law. "You, if you have something to do, you can't be in a hurry, calm down."

"Aren't I worried about Xiaohang?" Shen Weiting muttered, after thinking about it, she was still worried. "No, I have to ask Chu Xuan to feel at ease."

"The child has grown up and has his own thoughts." Grandma Lin shook her head and sighed as she watched her daughter-in-law hurried upstairs.

Lu Qi'an slept until the afternoon, and when he woke up, his whole body was sore, and he didn't even have the strength to move.

Lin Muhang was half lying next to him and reading with a notebook. When he heard the sound, he immediately dropped the notebook and asked with concern: "An'an, how do you feel? Are you hungry? I asked Aunt Liu to make porridge for me. Can I bring you something to eat?"

"Thirsty..." Lu Qi'an said weakly, his throat hurt like a fire, and even breathing felt uncomfortable.

"You wait." Lin Muhang got up, poured a glass of warm water, raised his head gently, handed it to his mouth, and slowly fed him.

"What time is it?" After taking two sips, Lu Qi'an shook his head to signal that he would stop drinking.

"It's 02:30 in the afternoon." Lin Muhang put the cup on the bedside table, helped him sit up, and put a pillow behind him. "I fed you medicine in the morning, and the fever didn't go away until just now. Do you still feel uncomfortable?"

"So tired..." Lu Qi'an leaned weakly against the back of the bed, and complained slightly with his eyes closed. "it was all your fault."

"Yes, it's all my fault." Lin Muhang responded repeatedly, for fear of making him angry.He gently stroked the hair that covered Lu Qi'an's eyes, and asked softly, "Are you hungry? Let me get you some porridge to pad your stomach, okay? I haven't eaten for a day, and my stomach will be starved. "

Lu Qi'an opened his eyes and stared at him for a long time before saying, "Then take a few bites."

"Wait for me." Lin Muhang smiled with satisfaction, leaned closer to him, and kissed him on the forehead.

Lucian pouted and looked at his back, frowning unconsciously.

The whole body hurts, and the lower body hurts even more!It was all his fault, it must have caught a cold during XXOO and taking a shower last night!

Thinking of him, angry and ashamed, he grabbed the quilt to cover his head.

Lao Tzu is a big man, but he was pushed down by another man!If people know about this, how can they pick up girls in the future!

My Nordic harem...

He's not someone who doesn't know anything about GAY, and Jiang Luyao has been whispering in his ears about sensual beauty and other things, but after this kind of thing really happened to him, he felt a little weird.

Lu Qi'an suddenly thought of the notebook that Lin Muhang had left aside, so he reached out to grab it, opened the Baidu webpage, typed a line of words in the search bar above, and then pressed search.

What he is looking for is how long it will take for the chrysanthemum to hurt after the first time.It turned out that it was okay if I didn't look at it, but after looking at it, I realized that what I thought was a cold and fever should actually be a wound infection and fever.

Now his resentment towards Lin Muhang became even greater.

Not only did I lose my body, but I was also sick...

Lin Muhang, I hate you!

Lin Muhang came in with the fragrant, thick and delicious white porridge, and also brought two light appetizers.

Lu Qi'an was angry, and turned his face to ignore him.

The aroma of porridge drilled into his nose, even if he had a bad appetite and no desire to eat, he could still hear his stomach growling.

Lin Muhang also heard it, he laughed lowly, scooped up a spoonful of cool air with a small spoon, and brought it to Lu Qi'an's mouth.

"An'an, come."

Lucian turned his head and saw the snow-white porridge served with chopped green vegetables.

"What is this?" He hesitated and asked.

"The pickles that Aunt Liu pickled herself are delicious and very appetizing. I specially brought them to serve with porridge, otherwise white porridge would turn your stomach off."

Lu Qi'an looked at him, then at the porridge and pickles in front of him, and decided not to make things difficult for his stomach.

He leaned forward, opened his mouth and ate the contents of the spoon in one gulp.

I don’t know what kind of rice is used in the white porridge. It is very fragrant and boiled well. It melts in the mouth. The light sweetness mixed with the fresh and salty pickles really whets the appetite.

"Well, it's delicious." Lu Qi'an nodded and praised.

"As long as you like it." Seeing that he was willing to eat, Lin Muhang was also very happy, and took another spoonful of cool food to feed him. "This pickle was freshly pickled by Aunt Liu in the morning. She said that the pickled food was too salty. If you are sick, eating too salty food will make you feel bitter."

"It's really troublesome for her, but it's really delicious." From a certain point of view, Lu Qi'an is also a foodie, and the delicious porridge and pickles in Lin Muhang's hands calmed his anger a lot.

"Then eat more, it takes a lot of energy to be sick." Lin Muhang saw that Lu Qi'an, who was originally full of energy, was now lying sickly on the bed, and his heart ached unspeakably.

"Huh!" It's okay if you don't say this, but when Lu Qi'an said it, he became angry again, and he gave Lin Muhang a hard look, "It's not your fault! If it wasn't for what you did yesterday, would I have a fever?"

"..." Lin Muhang's hands trembled, and he fed him another mouthful of porridge with a guilty conscience, before asking, "You know everything?"

"Du Niang knows everything!" Lu Qi'an pointed to the notebook beside him and said.

"Don't be angry, it won't be like this next time. When you recover, you can bite and scratch me as you like."

"Who wants to bite you and catch you, it's a good idea!" Lu Qi'an stared at her beautiful phoenix eyes, and cursed angrily, "You still want to have a next time!"

"An'an, when I asked the doctor to see you in the morning, my grandma and my mother both saw it. Don't worry, I will take care of it." He salivated and said flatteringly, lest Lu Qi'an would get angry and throw up the quilt and leave.

"See everything?" Lu Qi'an gasped and screamed. "You... how do you tell me to go out next!"

"I said I would be responsible!" Seeing that he was on the verge of losing control, Lin Muhang also panicked, and quickly put down the bowl to appease him. "Don't get excited, your body is important."

"Who wants you to be responsible!" Lu Qi'an grabbed the pillow and threw it at him. "I'm a man, so I don't want another man to be in charge!"

"Okay, I'm not responsible for you, why don't you be responsible for me?" Lin Muhang was afraid of hurting him, so he let him hit him with a pillow several times, but he didn't dare to fight back.

"Responsible for your sister! How dare you ask me to be responsible?" Lu Qi'an became even more angry, and smashed the pillow in his hand on his face.

"Then I'm responsible for you, it's my fault, don't be angry, you're already sick." Lin Muhang caught the pillow and stuffed it back into his hand, "If you still feel angry, keep smashing, smashing Until you calm down, I promise not to fight back."

"You... hit your sister! I'm the one who's tired of hitting you with this, and it doesn't hurt to hit you with such thick skin!" Lu Qi'an panted violently, his originally pale and bloodless face became a little more flushed. "Feed me something and continue when I'm full!"

"Okay!" Lin Muhang hastily picked up the bowl and fed him, "Eat slowly, there will be more if you don't have enough."

"It's getting cold!" Lu Qi'an took a bite, then turned his head away and refused to eat any more.

"I'll go and change it for you." Although the temperature of the bowl in his hand should be hot or cold, but when Lu Qi'an said so, Lin Muhang immediately took it out and changed it for a new one without saying a word.

"Hmph!" Lu Qi'an gritted his teeth, staring at his back with a complicated expression.

He just wanted to torment him on purpose, how about it!