Chapter 169 Do you want to inspect the goods?

With the patient coaxing of Cen Xihuai who appeared in the "dream", Xu Qingwu finally took a pill and fell into a deep sleep.

Afraid that her temperature would rise in the middle of the night, Cen Xihuai didn't dare to close his eyes all night. He had to measure her temperature from time to time to make sure that she didn't continue to have a fever.

Since he was not going to the client's place until the afternoon, Xu Qingwu did not set the alarm clock in the morning.

After waking up from a good sleep, I felt a lot more relaxed and my headache was gone.

I looked around but didn't see Cen Xihuai.

It seems that I was hallucinating because of the fever last night.

Xu Qingwu sat on the bed in a daze, trying to wake up.

Last night’s “dream” was very real. I could still feel the dry and comfortable touch of Cen Xihuai’s palm on my forehead, as if he had really been there.

The feelings of dependence and joy that come from seeing him are also very real.

The cell phone rang.

It was Cen Yue who called.

"Baby Qingwu, are you sick?"

Xu Qingwu was still immersed in the dream that seemed real and unreal last night, and hummed absentmindedly.

She suddenly realized that she also longed to be taken care of. In fact, she had already felt dependent on Cen Xihuai. When she saw him suddenly coming to her in her dream, she was happy even though she knew she was dreaming.

It seemed that her feelings towards Cen Xihuai had already gone beyond the relationship she had previously imagined between them.

She didn't want to be just his marriage wife.

After not hearing Xu Qingwu's voice for a while, Cen Yue raised her voice: "Qingwu! Are you listening?"

Xu Qingwu murmured, "Xiaoyue, I'm in trouble."

"What's wrong with you? Is your fever worse? Is your brain burning? Go to the hospital now!"

"no…"

"So what happened to you?"

"I feel like I've fallen in love."

"What???"

"I had a fever last night and I actually dreamed that Cen Xihuai flew to Hangzhou to accompany me..."

As soon as Xu Qingwu finished speaking, the door of the room opened and the man in her dream appeared in front of her without warning.

She was dumbfounded: "It's over, it's over, I'm not really going to burn my brain, am I? I can see him now!"

Cen Yue was confused: "My uncle went to Hangzhou. He left last night."

Xu Qingwu: "Ah?"

It wasn’t a dream!

Cen Yue screamed excitedly on the other end of the phone: "Ahhh! Silly goose baby finally got it. Have you finally realized that you like my uncle?"

Does she really like Cen Xihuai?

To be verified.

Xu Qingwu and Cen Yue said, "Xiaoyue, I'm going to hang up first. I'll talk to you later."

At this time, Cen Xihuai had already walked in with breakfast and placed it on the bedside table.

Xu Qingwu hung up the phone, reached out and grabbed his arm, rolled up his sleeve, pinched a little bit of flesh with her fingertips and pinched it hard.

"Cen Xihuai, is this really you? Am I dreaming?"

Cen Xihuai looked at the part of his arm that was rapidly turning red, feeling somewhat helpless: "Wife, shouldn't you pinch yourself if you suspect you're dreaming?"

Xu Qingwu looked innocent and said honestly, "I'm afraid of pain."

"It's me. Do you want to inspect the goods?"

Xu Qingwu looked at him with her big, watery eyes: "How do I check it?"

"Let me touch you."

"Aren't you ashamed in broad daylight..."

Xu Qingwu's wild thoughts had already run away. Before she could finish her words, Cen Xihuai had already bent down, picked up her hand and placed it on his cheek, with a half-smile in his eyes.

"Letting you touch your face, what are you thinking about?"

Xu Qingwu said anxiously: "Nothing... nothing!"

She is hopeless, she has been led astray by Cen Xihuai, and her brain is full of colored garbage...

I took the temperature again with a mercury thermometer and confirmed that it had returned to normal.

Cen Xihuai asked her to wash up and come for breakfast.

Xu Qingwu went to the bathroom in slippers. When she saw her decadent appearance in the mirror, she almost fell down in shock.

Wrinkled clothes, messy hair, and a speck of eye booger in the corner of the eye...

Oh my God, was this how she looked in front of Cen Xihuai just now?

So embarrassing!

Xu Qingwu quickly washed her face with water, brushed her teeth, combed her hair, tugged at her clothes, and then came out of the bathroom.

She wanted to take her clothes and take a bath, but Cen Xihuai stopped her: "You have just recovered from your illness, take a bath tomorrow to avoid catching a cold again."

"All right."

Xu Qingwu wiped her body with a towel, changed her clothes and came to have breakfast.

Cen Xihuai bought several kinds of food, including porridge, soup, and noodles, which she usually eats a lot.

Xu Qingwu sent a message to Yang Yu saying that he had recovered from his illness, and then he took a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge to drink. While drinking, he couldn't help but look at Cen Xihuai.

He lowered his head and slowly ate the noodles that she didn't want to eat.

How come some people look so good while slurping noodles?

Xu Qingwu was shocked by the sudden thought in her mind. Why did she behave so much like a perverted pervert...

Xu Qingwu's burning gaze was hard to ignore. Cen Xihuai looked up at her and asked, "Why do you keep looking at me?"

After being caught peeking, Xu Qingwu was still very angry: "If you don't look at me, how do you know I'm looking at you?"

"I looked at you, so I know you were looking at me."

"You look good."

After Xu Qingwu finished speaking, she felt that this conversation sounded familiar. It seemed that she and Cen Xihuai had discussed this issue of whether to watch it or not before, but the relationships were reversed this time.

Cen Xihuai's ears were stained with a faint red: "Have breakfast, it's getting cold."

Xu Qingwu said "oh" and drank the soup obediently.

After having breakfast together, Cen Xihuai packed up the lunch boxes.

Xu Qingwu couldn't help but ask him, "Cen Xihuai, why are you here? Beijing and Hangzhou are more than a thousand kilometers apart."

"It's only a thousand kilometers. Chen Ke said you have a high fever and you're not taking medicine. Is it okay if I don't come?"

"But I just had a low-grade fever. You were fooled by her."

"Even a low-grade fever needs to be taken seriously. What if it turns into a high fever in the middle of the night?"

Xu Qingwu knew he would be long-winded: "I know, Daddy Cen."

Cen Xihuai's eyes narrowed: "What did you call me?"