Lu Jing was indeed very sleepy. He took care of her last night and didn't fall asleep until almost dawn. He called her nickname just now when he was half asleep.
Hearing Zhou Qian's question, he woke up instantly. However, he did not open his eyes immediately, but hid his emotions first.
"What did I call you?" Lu Jing opened his eyes, looking like he hadn't woken up yet, with a hint of impatience in his tone.
Zhou Qian stared at him nervously and asked cautiously, "Did you just call me Zhou Yiyi?"
"Yeah." Lu Jing closed his eyes again and responded lazily, while also hiding the depth in his eyes.
Zhou Qian felt as if his heart was being strangled by something, and he breathed cautiously, "How... do you know my nickname?"
Lu Jing didn't answer immediately. After a few seconds, he opened his eyes and looked at her. "Guess how I knew that?"
"You..." Zhou Qian looked at him. Although he couldn't believe it and thought it was impossible, he couldn't help but ask, "Are you Brother Xiaolu?"
Lu Jing's dark eyes saw the nervousness and anxiety in her eyes, and he curled his lips in a smile, "Who is your lover, Brother Xiaolu?"
Zhou Qian frowned, dissatisfied with his belittling of her little deer brother, "He is not..."
"Who is he then?"
Zhou Qian lowered his eyes and said, "He was a playmate of mine when I was a child."
Lu Jing sneered, "You still remember your childhood playmate. You're quite loyal."
"He's different." Zhou Qian's voice was low, and his mood was depressed.
Lu Jing's eyes darkened. "What's the difference?"
Zhou Qian pursed her lips and didn't answer. Suddenly she remembered something and raised her head, "You haven't answered my question yet."
Lu Jing threw back the quilt and got out of bed. He picked up the towel on the bed and wrapped it around his waist. "You were feverish last night and you kept talking nonsense. You even said your nickname was Zhou Yiyi."
Zhou Qian breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time she felt a little lost. She knew that it was not easy to meet someone in such a vast crowd, but she still had a glimmer of hope in her heart, even if it was just for her to see him from a distance.
Lu Jing saw all her emotions, and felt a surge of irritation in his heart. He turned around and went out to smoke.
Zhou Qian also remembered it, but after looking around, she didn't see any clothes that she could wear.
Just as she was about to call Lu Jing, the bedroom door was pushed open from the outside and Lu Jing came in wearing trousers and shirtless.
Even though it wasn't the first time she saw his body, Zhou Qian still looked away uncomfortably and asked, "Where are my clothes?"
"Do you have any clothes?" Did she forget what she wore yesterday? Lu Jingfu raised his voice again, "Oh, there are two more. I'll get them for you."
"...No, that's not necessary." Zhou Qian quickly stopped him. What's the point of looking for those two items? "Give me my phone."
"I am your servant?"
Zhou Qian glared at him and was about to get out of bed wrapped in the quilt to look for her phone, but before she could get up, Lu Jing pushed her back down.
Lu Jing reached out and pulled the blanket off her. Zhou Qian nervously grabbed the blanket and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Don't worry, I can't get hard on a pig's head." Lu Jing wanted to pull off her quilt without saying anything and stuff the thermometer under her armpit.
When she felt the cold object, Zhou Qian realized that he just wanted to take her temperature.
Thinking of the slaps she received yesterday, she said unhappily, "This pig's head is also half your fault."
Lu Jing glanced at her and asked, "Did I let you go with Lu Qianqian?"
The tone was also bad.
"Lu Qianqian said you asked her to take me away."
Lu Jing's face was gloomy. "You believe everything she says. Do you have a head just to prove you're human?"
Zhou Qian's mouth twitched when she was confronted, so, Lu Qianqian taking her away had nothing to do with Lu Jing, otherwise why would he go to the trouble of saving her.
Zhou Qian still couldn't calm down when she thought about what happened yesterday. "Go back and tell Lu Qianqian that this matter won't be let go."
Lu Jing sneered, "Are you going to use your arm to twist someone's thigh again?"
"I won't just sit there and wait for death."
Even if I can't do anything to Lu Qianqian, I have to let her know that she is not so easy to bully.
Lu Jing looked like he didn't want to pay any attention to her. Just then the doorbell rang, and Lu Jing turned around and went out to open the door.
Zhou Qian's temperature was taken and the fever had subsided, but he still felt weak all over.
After a while, Lu Jing came in with a bag, "Have you measured it?"
"The fever has gone away."
"Change your clothes and come out for dinner." Lu Jing put the bag on the bed and turned to leave.
Zhou Qian watched his back disappear at the door, and her eyes fell on the handbag on the bed. Inside was a complete set from head to toe, even the shoes were bought in her right size.
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Zhou Qian took a shower, changed her clothes and came out. Lu Jing had already eaten.
She hadn't eaten anything the whole day yesterday, and now her stomach started to growl as she looked at the sumptuous dishes on the table.
She didn't hesitate to sit down, picked up the chopsticks and started eating.
"This is yours." Lu Jing pushed a bowl of porridge and two plates of side dishes in front of her.
Zhou Qian looked at the bland porridge and suddenly felt bad. "I have no sense of taste in my mouth. I want to eat something with a stronger flavor."
Lu Jing fixed his dark eyes on her, "Do you want me to help you find your sense of taste?"
Zhou Qian immediately understood what he meant from his eyes and obediently picked up the spoon to drink the porridge.
She didn't know if Lu Jing was deliberately trying to make her jealous. She was drinking bland porridge while he was sitting opposite her, gnawing on braised pork ribs and slurping on potato noodles in his pickled fish. He was eating with such relish.
Zhou Qian swallowed, and the porridge in her mouth became even more tasteless. After taking a few bites, she put down the spoon.
Seeing her put down the spoon, Lu Jing raised his eyelids and looked at her, "Don't waste food."
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