He rarely gets sick, but this time he caught a cold.

............

At seven o'clock the next morning.

Xiaoxi was still sleeping soundly, and Jiang Qingxin was used to getting up early to prepare breakfast.

It was rare for the little one to come back for a night's sleep, so she had to prepare something rich.

When passing the living room, she tried not to look at the figure lying on the sofa.

"Ahem." Huo Xu coughed.

She pretended not to hear and took out a pack of wonton wrappers from the refrigerator.

"I have a cold." Huo Xu's ghostly voice sounded at the door.

She ignored him, fearing that when she looked back, she would think of the embarrassing incident last night, and she might not be able to help but kick him.

"I said I had a cold." Huo Xu walked to her side and spoke quietly.

"It's none of my business if you catch a cold." Jiang Qingxin turned around and stared at him with her big black eyes, her beautiful and clean cheeks still flushed.

Looking at the red color, Huo Xu raised his narrow eyes and blurted out involuntarily, "I saw you taking a shower last night, and then I couldn't help but take a cold shower and caught a cold."

We are all adults, and Jiang Qingxin understood very well why he took a cold shower, but this was what made her even more embarrassed and angry, "You still have the nerve to say, who told you to break into my room last night."

"I'm cold, you didn't give me a quilt, and who told you not to close the door?"

"Can I safely close the door when my child is alone outside?"

"..."

Huo Xu suddenly stopped talking and looked at her seriously with his dark eyes.

The more they get along with her, the more he understands her attentiveness.

She is thoughtful in every aspect. Unlike Ning Lexia, when she was asked to pick up pieces of fish for her children, she was so careless that the stream was stuck with fish bones.

If she becomes a mother, she must be a good mother.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Jiang Qingxin felt uncomfortable looking at him.

He moved his thin lips, and just as he was about to speak, an itch came from his throat.

He turned away his face and coughed violently.

A snow-white warm hand suddenly touched his forehead. Jiang Qingxin lowered her eyes and said, "You're a little hot."

"Yeah." He looked at her eagerly, like a weak child at this moment.

That look is a bit similar to when Xiaoxi was sick.

Jiang Qingxin said: "Go to the hospital, don't infect Xiaoxi."

"......Um?"

Huo Xu's handsome face turned pale with anger. He thought she would at least care about his cold, but it turned out that what she was worried about was that she might infect Xiao Xi.

"Jiang Qingxin."

He gritted his teeth, a complex, depressed, annoyed, and aggrieved mood rushed into his heart, and his body shook uncomfortably.

Jiang Qingxin subconsciously stretched out her hand to support him, and found that his hand was also very hot.

She sighed softly, but there was really nothing she could do, "Forget it, just lie down first and eat something before taking medicine. Taking medicine on an empty stomach will hurt your stomach."

Huo Xu's face that confuses all living beings overflowed with brilliance, "Are you concerned about me?"

Even now, I am still concerned about whether his stomach will be damaged.


Chapter completed!