Ling Yingjun hurriedly followed, holding Lu Mengmeng's hand and comforting her, "I said the wrong thing, don't be angry! Anger is bad for your health."
Lu Mengmeng shook off Ling Yingjun's hand and said angrily, "I'm ugly, so why are you still bothering me? Go away!"
Ling Yingjun was really panicked this time. Was Mengmeng really angry?
"Mengmeng, I'm just teasing you, don't be angry! Being angry really makes you ugly!" Ling Yingjun reached out and pinched her chin, "It hurts me when you cry. I was just joking, don't be angry!"
If Lu Mengmeng was feeling unwell and full of grievances before, now she was holding her breath and couldn't vent for a while.
"Awooo..." Lu Mengmeng grabbed Ling Yingjun's arm and bit it hard.
"Hiss!" Ling Yingjun bared his teeth, "It hurts, it hurts! Let go!"
Lu Mengmeng just felt that her biting made his muscles hard and her gums felt uncomfortable, so she let go.
Ling Yingjun was busy rubbing his injured arm, "What a huge hatred, what a huge resentment! Please rub it for me, it hurts."
Lu Mengmeng met his gentle eyes, and the anger in her heart subsided a little. "I was sick, but you bullied me. You deserve it!"
Ling Yingjun stopped rubbing his arm, his eyes full of concern, "Where do you feel unwell? I came to check on you since you didn't eat, but I didn't expect you to be really unwell."
Lu Mengmeng snorted, "My stomach hurts!"
The pain was caused by gastritis before, and now it’s caused by anger!
Ling Yingjun asked hurriedly: "Have you had some hot water? What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."
Lu Mengmeng widened her eyes and looked at Ling Yingjun in disbelief. He can cook?
Although Ling Yingjun has been learning cooking from Ling's mother, he did not let Lu Mengmeng know, so she was surprised at this time.
"Can you cook?" Lu Mengmeng couldn't help but ask directly.
Ling Yingjun hummed, "Sit down and rest for a while, I'll go make you some porridge."
A light diet is beneficial to the recovery of stomach problems.
Most people who can cook also know some of the characteristics of food and what is most appropriate to eat in different situations.
Lu Mengmeng followed Ling Yingjun to the kitchen, pried open the kitchen door, and watched him rummaging through the drawers and cabinets in the kitchen.
"You remind me of the Husky that destroys houses." Lu Mengmeng said with a smile.
Her anger subsided quickly.
He was willing to stay with her, cook for her and take care of her when she was sick. Lu Mengmeng was not a heartless person, so she had probably forgotten the word "ugly".
When a woman is in love, her IQ is zero. Although this statement is exaggerated, it does make sense.
Ling Yingjun, who was busy, heard Lu Mengmeng's words, but he was not angry. "Go and have a rest. Don't be an eyesore here. I'm cooking and need absolute quiet."
This mouth really deserves a beating.
Lu Mengmeng wrinkled her nose, pouted, and returned to her room, lying down with the quilt in her arms.
Listening to the busy sounds in the kitchen, Lu Mengmeng felt at ease.
As long as there was someone at home, she wouldn't feel that fear.
Lu Mengmeng felt a little drowsy and fell asleep before she knew it.
When Ling Yingjun woke up Lu Mengmeng, Lu Manman had already returned.
"I'll go back to eat first. Sister, you take care of Mengmeng!" Ling Yingjun said to Lu Manman at the door of Lu Mengmeng's room.
Lu Manman nodded. "You've worked all day, go back and eat. Mengmeng, I'm here."
Ling Yingjun looked at Lu Mengmeng again before leaving.
"Sister." Lu Mengmeng looked at Lu Manman aggrievedly.
Lu Manman came to the bedside and patted her back. "Mengmeng, I'm back. I'm fine. Does your stomach feel better? How about I go to the hospital with you?"
Lu Mengmeng held onto Lu Manman's arm tightly, like a kitten that had been abandoned and then picked up again. "I'm fine. It's just an old problem. I'll just take care of it."
"Your handsome brother has prepared dinner, come and eat!" Lu Manman subconsciously rubbed Lu Mengmeng's head and smoothed her hair.
Lu Mengmeng followed Lu Manman to the restaurant. There was a pot on the table with a dish of shredded potatoes with vinegar that Lu Mengmeng loved.
"Sister, would you like to eat something too?" Lu Mengmeng said to Lu Manman after sitting down.
"I've eaten, you can eat by yourself!" Lu Manman shook her head and refused, "People with stomach problems shouldn't eat too much, it's better to eat more frequently."
Lu Mengmeng nodded to show that she understood.
The vinegar-stirred potato shreds made by Ling Yingjun were deeply loved by Lu Mengmeng, who ate up the entire small plate of shredded potatoes.
It tastes sour and appetizing.
After drinking a bowl of porridge, Lu Mengmeng felt much more energetic.
"Go to bed early and rest more, so that you can get better soon." Lu Manman stayed by his side all the time, even though she still had a lot of things to do.
"I know!" Lu Mengmeng smiled and said, "Sister, you go ahead and do your work. I'll wash the dishes and then go to bed."
Lu Mengmeng had just returned to the house and hadn't sat down yet when there was a knock on the door.
Probably Ling Yingjun.
Lu Mengmeng invited Ling Yingjun into the house and said as they walked in, "I never thought that Brother Yingjun's cooking was so delicious."
Ling Yingjun was a little embarrassed by Lu Mengmeng's praise, "As long as you like it. How come you suddenly have gastritis? Is it because you've been eating a lot of different things recently and it hurt your stomach?"
Lu Mengmeng shook her head. "I don't know either."
"Whatever the reason, remember to take good care of yourself." Ling Yingjun was sitting next to Lu Mengmeng at the moment. "I remember you've had this problem since you were a child. You should pay more attention to your diet."
Lu Mengmeng nodded. "I know. By the way, what happened today? Which bastard made you unhappy?"
Ling Yingjun shook his head. "It's not a big deal. You don't have to keep it in mind. Just let it go."
Seeing that Lin Jun looked unhappy and didn't want to mention the matter at all, Lu Mengmeng stopped asking.
"Since you don't let me ask too many questions, you should take good care of yourself. Don't get angry with anyone. You should know that anger is harmful to your health." Lu Mengmeng said with concern.
Ling Yingjun smiled slightly, "I'm a very tolerant person. How could I be depressed over such a small matter? But you, you got sick out of nowhere. I'm really distressed."
When did Lu Mengmeng hear Ling Yingjun say such a thing? She was suddenly at a loss.
"Handsome brother! I feel uncomfortable." Lu Mengmeng covered her stomach with her hands, her face pale and very adorable.
Ling Yingjun put his hand on Lu Mengmeng's belly, "Will this make you feel more comfortable?"
Lu Mengmeng felt the warmth coming from Ling Yingjun's big hands, and her stomach felt much better.
"Your hands are so hot." Lu Mengmeng said with her head tilted.
Ling Yingjun rubbed Lu Mengmeng's belly and said, "I am your little sun!"
Lu Mengmeng: (ー_ー)!!
Brother, can you be more normal? Aren't you really afraid of being struck by lightning for saying this?
So corny!
"By the way, your health is more important. You have a lot of manuscripts to save, so you must go to bed early tonight and don't write anymore." Ling Yingjun pinched her nose with his other hand.
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