Shen Chu was woken up by Fu Yan. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Fu Yan's face close at hand.

She was startled for a moment, then took two seconds to react: "Why are you back? Aren't you in a meeting?"

Shen Chu's voice was a little hoarse when he spoke, and he raised his hand and hooked it around his neck.

Fu Yan helped her brush away the broken hair from her face: "I called you."

He didn't continue, but Shen Chu knew what he meant.

Fu Yan picked her up, and Shen Chu subconsciously hugged his neck tightly.

She was carried into the bathroom and slowly put down. Fu Yan put his arm around her waist and said, "Step on my feet."

When Shen Chu heard what he said, he looked back at him and stepped on his leather shoes.

"Wash your face."

His hand held her waist weakly, and he turned on the faucet with one hand.

The water flowed out, and Shen Chu reached out to take a handful of water. The cold water splashed on her face, which made her sober up.

When she raised her head, Fu Yan had already taken out the washcloth and placed it on the side of her hand.

She raised her eyebrows, reached out to take the washcloth, wiped the water stains on her face, and hooked it around his neck again: "Okay."

Fu Yan smiled, lowered his head, kissed her on the lips, and hugged her back to the bed.

Shen Chu put on his shoes and followed him out of the room.

Smelling the aroma of the food, Shen Chu knew that Fu Yan had made dinner.

She clicked her tongue: "When did you come back? Why didn't you call me?"

As she spoke, she patted her head.

I went to bed around three in the afternoon and slept until half past six. After sleeping for more than three hours, my head was still heavy.

Fu Yan brought the dishes out from the kitchen and saw her rubbing her temples: "Have a headache?"

Shen Chu nodded and did not hide it from him: "I felt a little dizzy when I woke up in the morning."

Hearing her words, Fu Yan couldn't help but frown. He took off the insulating gloves on his hands and touched her forehead: "No fever."

Shen Chu held his chin and raised his head slightly to look at him: "Of course not, maybe he slept too much."

"Um."

Fu Yan responded, put on his insulated gloves again, went in and out of the kitchen and took out the steamed grouper.

Shen Chu's appetite was not good and he ate less than usual.

Fu Yan didn't force her. When he saw that she really couldn't eat anymore, he directly reached out and took the remaining half bowl of rice in front of her to him: "Don't force yourself if you can't eat it."

Shen Chu watched him take the rice, and then watched him eat the rice he had eaten as if nothing had happened. His heart felt as if it was wrapped in something, soft and warm.

It was still raining outside, not too heavy, but not too light either. It was pattering on the balcony floor.

Not long after dinner, Fu Yan cooked a bowl of brown sugar ginger water for Shen Chu.

Shen Chu was sitting on the sofa, drinking slowly.

Fu Yan, on the other hand, was answering the call not far away with his mobile phone.

She turned down the sound of the TV, and Fu Yan's voice was faintly heard in the living room: "Well, she is a little dizzy and has no other symptoms."

When Shen Chu heard this, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Probably noticing her gaze, Fu Yan turned his head to look at her, curled his lips and smiled. Then he hung up the phone and walked towards her with his legs up.

When Shen Chu saw him coming over, he drank all the remaining brown sugar ginger water in the cup.

When he came over, she turned the cup upside down, with her mouth facing the ground: "Drink it."

Fu Yan smiled, took the cup and put it aside, "Are you still dizzy?"

"A little."

"Go to bed early tonight."

He said and immediately picked her up from the sofa.
Chapter completed!