Chen Chu was woken up by Fu Yan. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Fu Yan's face that was close to her.

She was stunned for a moment, and then took a second to react: "Why are you back? Aren't you in a meeting?"

The sound of opening was a little silence. Chen Chu said, raising his hand to his neck.

Fu Yan helped her to clear the broken hair on her face: "I called you."

He didn't continue to say it, but Chen Chu knew what he meant.

Fu Yan hugged her, and Chen Chu subconsciously hugged his neck tightly.

She was carried into the bathroom, and the person was slowly put down. Fu Yan hugged her waist: "Step on my feet."

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

"Wash your face."

His hand was virtually held on her waist, and one hand turned on the faucet.

The water flowed out loud, Chen Chu reached out to take a handful of water, and the cold water splashed on her face, and she woke up much more.

When he raised his head, Fu Yan had already pulled the facial towel and placed it on her hand.

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

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

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

After smelling the aroma of the food, Chen Chu realized that Fu Yan had made dinner.

She tskated: "When are you back? Why don't you call me?"

As she said that, she patted her head.

I slept at around 3:00 in the afternoon, and slept until 6:30 in the middle of the night. After more than three hours, my head was still heavy.

Fu Yan brought the dishes out of the kitchen and saw her rubbing her temples: "Here's a headache?"

Chen Chu nodded, not hiding it from him: "I felt a little dizzy when I woke up in the morning."

Hearing her words, Fu Yan couldn't help frowning. He took off the insulation gloves from his hand and touched her forehead: "No fever."

Chen Chu held his chin and looked up slightly at him: "Of course not, maybe he has slept too much."

"Um."

Fu Yan responded, put on the heat-insulating gloves again, went in and out of the kitchen and took out the steamed grouper.

Chen Chu's appetite is not good, and he eats less than usual.

Fu Yan didn't force her. Seeing that she couldn't eat anymore, he reached out and took the remaining half bowl of rice in front of her to himself: "If you can't eat, don't force yourself."

Chen Chu watched him take the food over, and then watched him eat the food he had eaten as if nothing had happened, his heart felt as if it was wrapped in something, soft and hot.

It was still raining outside. The rain was not heavy, but it was not small. It was drizzling and fell on the balcony floor.

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

Chen Chu sat on the sofa, drinking slowly.

And Fu Yan was answering the phone not far away with his cell phone.

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

Chen Chu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows as he listened.

Perhaps noticed 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 raised.

Chen Chu saw him coming and drank all the remaining black sugar and ginger water in the cup.

When he came over, she poured the cup over and said to the ground: "It's finished."

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

“A little bit.”

"Go tonight early."

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