Chapter 101 Why is your voice so hoarse?

Sheng Ting got up half an hour later than usual.

When I opened my eyes in the morning, Chushuang was still lying in my arms, with her eyes tightly closed. A few strands of her hair stuck to her face due to a light sweat. Maybe because of the stuffiness, her cheeks were a little pink.

An overworked look.

When Sheng Ting saw such a scene as soon as he opened his eyes in the early morning, his eyes darkened.

After staring for a moment, he stood up quietly.

After packing up, I went downstairs and Aunt Yuan was preparing breakfast.

When I saw him coming down, I looked upstairs behind him, but I didn't see Chushuang.

"She'll eat later." Sheng Ting sat down straight away, as if he could read her mind.

After drinking a sip of milk, he remembered something and said to Aunt Yuan, "Please make some soup for her."

Aunt Yuan has lived for most of her life, so she naturally knows what this means.

"Okay, I just bought some nourishing ingredients yesterday. I'll cook it and send it to my wife later."

"Excuse me."

Aunt Yuan looked at Sheng Ting quietly and found that his face was expressionless and she couldn't tell anything.

He is indeed a patient person.

There was not a trace of smug joy on display.

Chu Shuang was woken up by Sheng Yao's phone call. She opened one eye and answered the phone, and Sheng Yao's voice came.

"Auntie, have you had breakfast?"

"No."

Chu Shuang's eyelids felt very heavy, "What's wrong, Yaoyao?"

Sheng Yao paused for two seconds before speaking, "Why is your voice so hoarse?"

Scary hoarseness.

Hatsushimo coughed and said, "I have a cold..."

"Your cold is a bit serious. Have you taken any medicine?"

"have eaten."

Sheng Yao: "I was planning to go shopping with you to make some clothes this weekend, but since you have such a severe cold, forget it and have a good rest. By the way, do you want me to come and see you?"

"Don't worry, I'm fine. I just need to take a day off. You can do your own thing. You don't need to come over."

"Is your uncle at home with you?"

Hatsushimo looked at the empty bed next to him and said, "He went to work early in the morning."

"Uncle really trusts you to be alone. What if you get a fever and become dizzy and no one is around to take care of you?"

"Ahem... It's okay, Yaoyao. He's been very busy recently, and there's an aunt at home. It's not a serious cold, it's just that the sound he heard was scary."

"Okay, I feel like it's a bit difficult for you to talk, so I won't bother you anymore. We can talk via message if we have anything to say."

After hanging up the phone, Chu Shuang checked the time on her phone: 10:40.

He lay on the bed with his eyes closed for a while, then stood up and sat up. He was not paying attention and sucked in a breath of cold air.

The quilt slipped off her body, and at first glance, there were traces of plum red everywhere.

My body feels like I've done a hundred sit-ups. My waist and legs are sore and I feel weak everywhere.

Thinking of the burning sensation and palpitations last night, the temperature of my cheeks got out of control.

She lay in bed for a moment, looked around, and saw a small piece of pink fabric dropped at the end of the bed.

It was all wrinkled and one of the straps was broken, so it was unwearable anyway.

This was a nightgown she liked very much, but it was thrown away just like that.

He is so rude.

There was some water at the bedside. I took a sip, calmed my heartbeat a little, and got out of bed.

The moment her feet hit the carpet, she felt a piercing pain in the middle of her legs. If she hadn't been holding on to the bed, she might have fallen.

Her eyes inadvertently swept across the trash can and saw a few small silicone bags, and Hatsushiro's pupils narrowed slightly.

This is…so much.

She was groggy last night and was exhausted afterwards.

Doesn’t that person know how to exercise moderation?

It's like he hasn't touched a woman in eight lifetimes.

Covering her hot face, she put away the garbage bag and thought to herself that she must remind him next time not to be so indulgent, as it is bad for her health.

After packing up the garbage bag, she also tore off the bed sheets and stuffed them into the washing machine in the laundry room.

It would be so embarrassing if Aunt Yuan saw these things when she was cleaning the room.

Only when the machine started running did she feel relieved and went back to wash up.

When we went downstairs, we were not asked to have breakfast and went straight to lunch.

"Madam, this salvia miltiorrhiza and safflower black chicken soup was just cooked this morning. Drink more. It's very good for your health."

"Why are you making chicken soup so early in the morning?"

"Master ordered me to stew it for you."

The first frost causes a slight chill and hot cheeks.

Aunt Yuan filled a bowl with chicken and chicken soup and placed it in front of her. "Drink more. There's more in the pot."

"Thank you……"

In the afternoon, Chu Shuang was working in the studio. When she got tired of painting, she lay down on the sofa, browsed the news on her mobile phone, and saw Sheng Ting.