Tu Luoxue lowered her head, her eyes somewhat dim.
Seeing the girl's appearance, Yanluo sighed helplessly.
He gently patted Tu Luoxue's head.
Yan Luo said earnestly.
"Silly Xue'er."
"We have a lot to consider."
"I'll just take it as you talking nonsense because you have a fever and feel unwell."
"If you still think this way in the future, I will seriously consider it."
Yanluo got up and said, "Lie down a little longer. I'll go make you some lean meat porridge. It's almost mealtime."
Tu Luoxue nodded obediently and smiled, "Okay, I'll wait for you to come back when you're done."
Yan Luo's last words filled Tu Luoxue with immense joy.
Yanluo walked out of the room, closed the door, and walked downstairs step by step.
An overwhelming sense of bitterness welled up in my heart.
If that really happens, how am I supposed to face my sister and brother-in-law?
How to face Su Qing and Chi Miaomiao? How to face Tu Xing and Shen Yulan?
Because I am an adult, I have more things to think about and worry about, and naturally, I have more bitterness in my heart.
I was too soft-hearted and didn't make things clear. If I had been more direct, would Tu Luoxue have given up on that idea?
Yan Luo sighed silently and subconsciously reached into her pocket, only to find nothing.
This reminded the young man that he had promised the girl he would stop smoking.
Yanlu shook her head, sighed, went to the kitchen, and picked up the pork that she had taken out of the refrigerator to thaw around noon.
Cut off a portion of the lean meat, and put the rest of the meat into a bag and put it in the freezer.
Pick up the knife again, cut the lean meat into cubes, and then turn on the stove to cook the leftover white porridge from the morning in the clay pot.
After a sweet moment, Tu Luoxue, lying on the bed, calmed down.
His amber eyes were filled with deep sorrow.
How could someone as intelligent as her not have considered Yanluo's concerns?
Regardless of whether Yanluo actually had those kinds of feelings for her,
However, Yanluo still couldn't accept it in other aspects.
But,
Tu Luoxue acknowledged and faced her inner thoughts.
She was even willing to abandon everything, even leaving her current life and running off to a strange place.
As long as you can accept her!
She's willing to pay any price!
Tu Luoxue believes that love can overcome all difficulties.
She believed that two people who love each other can definitely be together.
At this point, Tu Luoxue's gaze became even more resolute, and all negative thoughts were banished from her mind.
Even if it's not possible now, she'll wait ten, twenty, or thirty years.
She wouldn't be afraid of death.
Yanluo placed a mat on the tray, put the clay pot of cooked lean meat porridge on it, picked up a bowl and a spoon, and went upstairs.
Walking up the stairs, each step weighed heavier on the young man's heart.
Stopping at the door, Yanluo took a deep breath.
When the door was opened, Tu Luoxue was huddled under the covers.
Yanluo walked into the room and asked, "Is the air conditioning too cold?"
Tu Luoxue shook her head.
Yanluo placed the tray on the bedside table, opened the lid, and the fragrance wafted throughout the room.
Tu Luoxue's stomach also made a timely noise.
Tu Luoxue shyly pulled the blanket over her head.
Yan Luo chuckled, her hands moving non-stop as she scooped a bowl of lean meat porridge with a porcelain spoon.
"Alright, get up and eat."
Yan Luo held the bowl in one hand and helped Tu Luoxue up with the other.
Tu Luoxue's face was flushed, which was very beautiful. Her long, slightly messy white hair was draped over her shoulders, and her bright eyes dared not look directly at Yan Luo.
Yan Luo scooped up a spoonful of porridge, gently blew on it to cool it down, and then carefully brought it to Tu Luoxue's lips.
"Come on, let me feed you."
Tu Luoxue closed her eyes and opened her mouth, but her lips were burned as soon as they touched the spoon.
"hiss--"
Yanluo quickly apologized.
"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, are you alright?"
Tu Luoxue shook her head and stepped forward to eat the spoonful of porridge.
Yan Luo carefully blew on it to cool it down before feeding it to Tu Luoxue.
People who are sick need to consume a lot of energy to recover, and Tu Luoxue could eat no more after eating almost three bowls of lean meat porridge.
Her tummy was bulging under her nightgown; she must have eaten too much.
Yanlu handed the girl a tissue. Tu Luoxue wiped her mouth and said to Yanlu.
"Thanks."
Yan Luo gently rubbed Tu Luoxue's head and asked, "Is there anything else that's bothering you?"
Tu Luoxue shook her head.
"No, but I have a request."
What is it?
"Can I hug you?"
Yanluo sighed, sat down on the edge of the bed, and opened her arms.
Tu Luoxue was very happy.
Yan Luo had a very pleasant smell, the smell of laundry detergent from home. Everyone's clothes have this smell to some extent, which made Tu Luoxue feel very at ease.
Tu Luoxue spoke slowly.
"Well, I understand your concerns."
"I will be sensible, I won't be unreasonable, don't worry."
"so!"
"Don't avoid me, don't ignore me."
Yan Luo smiled slightly.
Use actions to give Tu Luoxue more security and put her at ease.
Tu Luoxue closed her eyes, savoring this hard-won happiness.
The two silently savored the moment.
However, Yan Luo felt an unsettling unease in his heart, and he simply couldn't calm down.
In the afternoon, Tu Luoxue fell asleep again; getting more sleep is also a way to speed up recovery.
After covering the girl with a blanket, Yanluo left the room and sat on the sofa to start working.
Upon logging onto the author's website, Yan Luo first clicked on the interaction management section and then looked at the comments.
The fan leader, "Bloody Chainsaw Bear," wrote a chapter review in yesterday's post.
I can't sleep tonight after watching this.
Yanlu chuckled. Although she didn't know whether the other person was male or female, judging from their usual comments, profile picture, and username, Yanlu thought the other person was probably male.
After all, what decent girl would use a picture of a bear holding a bald, weak chainsaw as her profile picture?
Yan Luo's reply.
[Call Xiong Er to sleep with you tonight]
After replying to some interesting comments, Yanluo started writing.
Although the royalties from writing novels are not as much as those from killing ghosts, Yanluo still considers it a hobby.
Besides, where would so many demon slayers come from? The Ninth Squad wouldn't even need to lift a finger if they didn't have a seventh-tier demon slayer.
Others need to eat too. I'm not starving, so there's no need to take away their livelihood.
At 1:30 pm, Su Qing and Chi Miaomiao returned with the two little ones.
Yanluo took Tu Yier, who took a nap every day, put the child on her own bed, turned on the air conditioner, covered her with a blanket, and then returned to the living room.
Su Qing took a sip of her iced drink and asked, "How is Xue'er?"
Yanluo accepted the drink that Su Qing handed her.
"The fever has subsided, and she's sleeping."
Chi Miaomiao and Tu Keke were relieved.
Tu Keke handed the three bags to Yan Luo.
Today, Tu Keke was wearing a pink and black striped short-sleeved shirt and denim shorts, and her long golden hair was tied into pigtails.
"Uncle, it's new."
"Wash it clean with gratitude."
Yan Luo smiled and gave Tu Keke a loving punch on the head.
Tu Keke grimaced in pain.
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