The little husband of the sick prince's family

At noon, Qi Lin came back with a hoe on his shoulders. At this moment, Zou Yun swept all the snow in the yard beyond the fence and piled it into a small hillside.

"Brother Yun, come down quickly." Seeing Xiao Fulang stepping on the escalator with one hand holding a large bundle of thatch repairing the roof in mid-air, Qi Lin's heart trembled, and he didn't dare to call loudly, fearing to frighten Zou The cloud caused him to fall, so he could only hurried forward, holding the escalator firmly, and said anxiously.

Zou Yun, who was on a high place, lowered his eyes slightly, and could clearly see the indelible worry on the man's face. He just wanted to say it's okay, but suddenly a sense of dizziness came over him.

The desire to survive made him immediately let go of the thatched grass in his arms, and grasped the eaves tightly with both hands to prevent himself from falling.

The dizziness came suddenly and disappeared suddenly. He rested for a while, and his spirit improved.

Standing below and watching the whole process, Qi Lin's face was livid, his lips were tightly pressed together, and his blood color was gone, showing the strength.

Now he has lost all his martial arts, and he doesn't even have the ability to protect the little husband.Thinking of this, Qi Lin's face was covered with a lingering sense of frustration.

The fallen thatch was messy all over the ground, as if his heart was in a mess, and he kept cutting and straightening it out.

Qi Lin's face was so ugly that Zou Yun could tell at a glance that his beautiful face was full of apology.

Even though he held on to the eaves in time, recalling the moment of weightlessness still made him feel scared for a while.

He sighed softly, climbed down the escalator slowly, walked in front of the man, his lips twitched, and just uttered a few words, he was pulled by a force, and then he threw himself into a familiar embrace, as if to save his life Her slender waist was tightly gripped like a straw.

"Brother Lin...I'm fine, it's just a sudden dizziness that makes me unsteady." Zou Yun explained softly.

His physique has been good since he was a child, and he was naughty when he was a child, and he often did things like climbing trees and over walls, so he didn't wait for Qi Lin to come back, and repaired the roof by himself, intending to patch up the air leaks, so that he can cook warmer.

But I didn't expect that something almost happened...

The man surrounded him, buried his head in his shoulders, and felt that Qi Lin was in a particularly low mood at the moment, Zou Yun felt a little uncomfortable, his heart was swollen, and the soreness kept coming out.

"Brother Yun, don't do such dangerous things alone in the future, what if you fall off without being supported?"

Being tied up too tightly, Zou Yun, who couldn't make small movements, could only blink his round eyes and nodded obediently.

……

evening.

Zou Yun, who has always had a good appetite, looked at his favorite braised pork ribs on weekdays, which was uncharacteristically. He just picked up a few chopsticks and lost his appetite. He buried his head and chewed the rice dryly.

Suddenly there are a few spare ribs covered in sauce in the bowl, and even the originally crystal clear rice is wrapped in an attractive color.

It's a pity that the owner of the bowl glanced at it and found it unappetizing, so he used chopsticks to push aside the ribs and the rice underneath, and said in disgust: "Brother Lin, do you think the ribs today are not as tasty as yesterday?"

Qi Lin raised his eyebrows, compared to what the little husband ate before, he looked satisfied, the ribs on the plate today were only one-third less, and most of them were eaten by him and Brother Ning, and Zou Yun caught them One piece, could it be that his skills have gone backwards?

He put down his chopsticks again, tasted it carefully, and felt that it was similar to the previous one, so he raised his eyes and looked at Brother Ning.

Ning Ge'er licked the remaining sauce at the corner of his mouth, aftertaste the delicious pork ribs, squinted his eyes and swallowed, "I think today's ribs are as delicious as yesterday."

Under the treatment of Qi Lin and Zou Yun, he no longer flinched, and became brave enough to speak his mind.

The three of them looked at each other, and Zou Yun took a small bite unwillingly. He just felt very tired. Facing the caring eyes of the two, he thought for a while and said, "Perhaps it was because I was too tired yesterday and didn't have enough rest. I couldn’t eat because I was frightened and my stomach was uncomfortable.” As he spoke, he felt that it made sense, and he pushed the bowl to Qi Lin with certainty: “Brother Lin, you can help me with the rest of the meal, so it can’t be wasted.”

Qi Lin helplessly looked at the little husband's intention to succeed: "Brother Yun, I will make some porridge for you later, just eat it because you will be hungry at night."

"Okay, add some pickles to me." Zou Yun crisply said, porridge is easier to swallow than white rice, and pickles can also increase appetite.

at night.

Zou Yun, who was soundly asleep, felt occasional pain in his stomach, and he held his stomach impatiently.

"Brother Yun, what's the matter?" In the dark night, Qi Lin felt his body covered in cold sweat, and was about to stand up and light the candle, but Zou Yun stopped him: "Brother Lin, my stomach doesn't seem to hurt anymore."

At this time, it was about Yin time, and the doctor probably couldn't be found, and it was useless to turn on the light. It would be better to drink the spiritual spring water sooner.

Qi Lin also knew this truth, so he had no choice but to give up and gently rubbed the little husband's stomach with his hands: "If it still hurts later, wake me up, and I will take you to the town to see the doctor."

Throughout the night, Qi Lin didn't dare to sleep deeply, so he closed his eyes and watched the little husband all the time.

Fortunately, Zou Yun's stomach didn't hurt anymore, and the two of them didn't have to brave the cold wind to go to town.

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