caught off guard love

Because she still acted recklessly during her illness, Miss Jiang's cold became more severe.Miss Jiang said she was sick the next day, and it was said that her bones ached all over her body.How painful is it?He also said that he was unable to get out of bed and his movements were hindered.

Miss Jiang finally enjoyed the treatment she deserved.

Ye Keke brought chicken soup and freshly cooked shredded chicken porridge to the bedside, and served Miss Jiang for dinner.

"It's tasteless." Jiang Mingwu frowned, pushed the chicken soup away, took a bite of the shredded chicken porridge, and then spat it out again.

"It's so hot." She frowned, "It's still bitter." The slapped face and the pair of phoenix eyes that were originally shining seemed to have dimmed.

Pearls are dusty, viruses are evil.

"How come?" Ye Keke felt guilty, and quickly took a sip.No, the chicken soup is very delicious; I tasted the chicken porridge again, it was also very smooth, full marks.

Ye Keke reached out to touch Jiang Mingwu's forehead, and said to herself, "Strange? You don't have a fever either? Could it be pneumonia?" She reached out to look for an ear thermometer in the bedside table.Electronic data will not lie, Jiang Mingwu's body temperature is 36 degrees 8, which is very normal.

However, Jiang Mingwu had an expression of "I'm sick, everything is reasonable": "You feed me." She said.

Oh, it turned out that the other party was dissatisfied with the meal and wanted to do it himself.

"It's the villain's fault that I let you eat in person!" Ye Keke felt that Jiang Mingwu's IQ had deteriorated, but the other party just couldn't get tired of it.

Jiang Mingwu nodded: "You said that you should be responsible to me." She made up her mind to ask Ye Keke to serve her bed and three meals a day.

Ye Keke was blocked by a single sentence, and then thought of the other party's serious illness and blood loss... so he conceded and said, "Okay Miss, come on, open your mouth, ah."

A spoonful of porridge, a spoonful of soup, first blowing carefully, and then handing it to the other party, as humble as serving a wayward child.

Jiang Mingwu seemed to be a gift to hold the spoon in her mouth, she was always a wayward child.

Those who are favored have never been afraid.

She bit the spoon, as if she had unleashed countless strength at this moment.She didn't let go, and wrestled with Ye Keke's hand, with a provocative smile in her eyes.

The leaf cocoa spoon cannot be retracted, use a little force

Ye Keke sighed: "Jiang Mingwu, you are 25, not two years old."

Jiang Two Years Old Mingwu spat out the spoon and stuck out the tip of his tongue: "Look, it's red, it's hot red, you have to be responsible for me, what can you do if you tell me?"

I'm sick, I'm sick, I'm dizzy...

You have to be responsible for me, you have to feed me, you have to take care of me, you have to treat me well...

Today, Jiang Mingwu repeated these sentences no less than three thousand times.She just wanted to keep strengthening Ye Keke's memory, telling her that she was hers, and since she had robbed her, she would be responsible for her basic necessities of life, food, shelter, transportation, eating and drinking.

Since she wants it, she should also bear the responsibility. This is fairness, and this is the price.

She is relying on Ye Keke.Jiang Mingwu smiled, self-willed, enjoying Ye Keke's helplessness.It was cheating, presumptuousness, a joke, and revenge. Ye Keke left her boudoir vacant for several months, and now it's winter, which is a good time to settle accounts after autumn.

Ye Keke was helpless, believing it was true: "Then what should I do? How about I show you?" She wondered if the patient's five senses were weaker?Ye Keke couldn't think of a better way, so she patiently coaxed Jiang Mingwu, who was two and a half years old.

Jiang Mingwu's red lips were slightly parted, and the tip of her tongue was slightly sticking out. She waited for Ye Keke's breath, but the moment the other party approached, she pulled her down on the bed with force, and the two rolled into a ball.

The bowl and chopsticks were knocked over and fell to the ground. Fortunately, there were floor mats, so not much was spilled.

Ye Keke was a little annoyed, and pushed Jiang Mingwu, trying to get up from the soft mattress.The mattress was too short and too soft, and it was all resistance at this time, and the biggest obstacle was the koala hugging Jiang Mingwu.

Jiang Mingwu wrapped her limbs around the other party, she was dissatisfied with Ye Keke's behavior of getting up early this morning to cook porridge and hot soup.

Is she the one who cares so much about eating?Affectionate drinking water.Besides, wouldn't hot cocoa be good?How delicious is chicken porridge?Chicken soup is so delicious?

If it doesn't exist, hot cocoa is the best.

As the bowl and chopsticks fell to the ground, Ye Keke raised his eyebrows angrily.

"It doesn't matter, I will eat it." Jiang Mingwu said repeatedly, stretching out two fingers to swear, "I promise, no food will be wasted. The food is grown by the farmer's hard work, so it cannot be wasted!"

"You are three years old!" Ye Keke laughed angrily.

"Hey, I'm one year older?" Jiang Mingwu also laughed. She lifted the quilt, put Ye Keke into the quilt with residual warmth, and used the heat of her body to warm Ye Keke's cold hands. and feet.

She was wearing very little today, a sweater and jeans. The jeans were clean and clean. They were tainted by the chill in the air. When they came into contact with Jiang Mingwu's body, both of them shivered.

Then, the temperature of the body tends to be uniform, even the rate of breathing.

If you like someone, you can't stand that you are here and she is there; you are inside and she is outside.

When you like someone, you must be at the same time and in the same space, and it is best to be in close contact - intimacy is not only the distance between hearts, but also the distance between the body and the temperature of each other.

Long-distance love is the most unrealistic way of love, time and space are the biggest variables in the world.

Jiang Mingwu's chin finally returned to the position she was used to. She hugged Ye Keke in her arms and rested her chin on her shoulder, which made Ye Keke hurt a little, but this was the most familiar feeling.

Ye Keke gave up struggling, and let herself spend idle time under the warm blanket.

It's time to take a break.So many things have happened this year, at this transitional moment of saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new, is there anything more important than embracing and looking at the clouds?

No more.

Only each other is important.Only the here and now is important.

"I'm not even wearing pajamas," she whispered.

How can you climb onto the bed with your pants on?Bacteria and viruses are pervasive.Sometimes Ye Keke is also a stubborn clean freak.

"It's okay, I like everything about you—including the bacteria, viruses, and microorganisms on your body." Jiang Mingwu's breath lingered in Ye Keke's ears.

"Have you had your annual vacation?"

"En." Ye Keke nodded, "The company is not on holiday yet, but I don't have any projects on hand. Why?"

"Cheng Xiaoqi has a conscience." Jiang Mingwu said, "How about we go to Nanshi for vacation?" She suggested.

"Ah?" Ye Keke was a little surprised, "Why do you want to go to Nanshi? Is there any special meaning?"

"No. I just think it's because the city is too cold and the air is not good, so my cold has not been cured." As if appropriate, Jiang Mingwu sniffed and coughed twice to show that she was really sick. Comfortable.

"Some have rhinitis," she said.

"Oh." Ye Keke didn't understand why, so she nodded, but, isn't it the Chinese New Year soon?She wanted to, but didn't ask.She is a loner, and she can celebrate the New Year anywhere.This city has no special meaning to Ye Keke.

During festive seasons, she doesn't think about her relatives, she only feels a little sentimental.

"So, how about we go to Nanshi for the New Year?" Jiang Mingwu repeated her proposal, which was rare for her to be persistent.

"You—" Ye Keke thought about his words, "Is it okay if you're not at home during the Chinese New Year?"

Jiang Mingwu raised his eyebrows: "Why do you want to stay at home during the Chinese New Year? My parents are disrespectful and stay abroad all the year round; the eldest brother is not married yet, and in order to avoid being urged to marry, he always avoids various holidays; Needless to say, I don't know where to play crazy..."

Jiang Mingwu listed a lot of reasonable reasons for not being at home for the New Year. She buried her face between Ye Keke's neck and talked about it, which seemed reasonable.

Ye Ke was believable, she nodded: "Okay." She had nothing to do in the first place.

And in another mansion in this city, Qin Luofang couldn't stop sneezing.

She was arranging flowers in hand, and the brightly colored flowers were airlifted back to this city from Yunnan, and after being sharply cut by Qin Luofang, they turned into a bare, even shabby ornament.

Qin Luofang has no talent for this, but she never tires of it.Every year during the Chinese New Year, this is her repertoire. While watching the Spring Festival Gala, she asks everyone to appreciate her ever-changing flower arrangement skills.

Unlike the modern family in my impression, the Jiang family is a traditional big family.Every Chinese New Year, we must gather together and have fun.

Eating New Year’s Eve dinner, watching the Spring Festival Gala, and as the bell strikes midnight, each younger generation kowtows to their ancestors in turn in exchange for red envelopes.

From beginning to end, this tradition has not changed.The adults did this, and the juniors saw it and remembered it in their hearts.Most of the inheritance is like this, it is subtle, and then unforgettable.

"Don't catch a cold." Jiang Gan said leisurely while reading the newspaper.

Qin Luofang also ran over and kicked her husband from a long distance away: "Can't speak well?" She raised her eyebrows, her eyebrows and eyes are very beautiful, and Jiang Mingwu's beautiful eyebrows and eyes are inherited from her.

Jiang Gan brushed the dust off his legs helplessly: "Loyal words are harsh." He didn't argue with his old wife.

"Oh, is Brother Shen still in France? When will you be back?" Qin Luofang thought of something and suddenly asked her husband.

"En. He said he will return today and tomorrow." Jiang Gan replied.

"Sister Wu and Xixi are both in this city, it seems that we can get together earlier this year..." Qin Luofang thought quite well.

Jiang Gan put down the newspaper, he thought for a moment, and carefully chose his words: "Fangfang," he said softly.

"Sister Wu said that she has something to do this year, so she won't come back to watch the new year. She prepared the ceremony early in the morning, and asked Xiaoqian to bring it home..."

Qin Luofang's originally bright face gradually darkened, and she seemed to be unable to believe her ears: "She said, is she busy? Just, won't come back? Chinese New Year, New Year's Eve? Huh?"

The ending sound rose, as if it was unbelievable.

Obviously, Jiang Mingwu's move is a special case, unprecedented.

Qin Luofang's pretty face was exaggeratedly distorted: "She didn't go home to tell such a big thing? Didn't tell me? Didn't tell grandma? She! She! She! It's the opposite!"

Qin Luofang slapped the table, that poor pot of flowers, "baji" broke another one just to suit the occasion.

Jiang Gan moved a few steps out calmly.

"I talked to grandma. She said she was going back to Nanshi. Grandma is kind and understanding." Jiang Gan's voice was a little weak.

Qin Luofang's anger became even worse: "Grandma is kind? I'm not kind? Why didn't she tell me in person? Ah? Achoo!"

Qin Luofang sneezed again, okay, she knows, she doesn't have a cold, someone must be scolding her behind her back, and that person is her eldest daughter - Jiang Mingwu.

Okay, you are dead, Jiang Mingwu.

***

Nanshi has a pleasant climate, clear water and fine sand, making it a truly suitable place for vacation.

Especially in Nanshi during the severe cold season.A thin windbreaker can withstand the change of seasons in Nanshi.

When Ye Keke got off the plane, she was still a little uncomfortable. She tried her best to adapt to the scenery of the southern country.

Fang Yuyu sent someone to pick them up at the airport, and at the same time gave them VIP packages for the affiliated hotel and the Cultural Tourism City, saying it was to entertain them.

The receptionist was the administrative manager, who conveyed that Cheng's Xiaoqi would not arrive until he had finished his New Year's Eve.

Jiang Mingwu nodded to indicate that he understood.

Only then did Ye Keke know that this vacation was sponsored by An Ning Entertainment.Ye Keke turned her face sideways: "So it's a vacation at public expense?"

Jiang Mingwu snorted: "I seem to like their cultural tourism city?"

The attitude is still not good, but it seems that the nose is ventilated.

It seems that Nanshi is really a good place.