A few days later, when Luo Ling's fetal strength gradually stabilized, she couldn't bear it anymore. Yuwen Haoyu sat on the couch not far away and reviewed the papers with a very serious expression. Luo Ling sipped lightly.
Lip, but she wanted to take advantage of him and sneak down and wander around for a while. After lying down for so many days, she couldn't even lift her spirits.
"Go back to bed."
A slightly quiet voice came from the other side of the couch. Luo Ling's toes were not even touching her shoes. When she looked up, she saw that he was still reviewing the papers seriously. Luo Ling was surprised. Could it be that
How could he have an eye? How could he be able to monitor her every move while looking at her?
Reluctantly returning to bed, Luo Ling raised her head and sighed, pretending to be miserable: "As soon as you enter the palace gate, it is as deep as the sea..."
Hearing this, Yuwen Haoyu couldn't help but sneered. His handsome brows showed a little helplessness. He put down the book and walked towards her with half pampering and half majesty.
"Why, you regret it now?"
Yuwen Haoyu came over, sat on the edge of the bed with a smile, pulled the quilt that she pushed aside, covered her again, and said with a sincere look: "Can you bear with me for a few more days? I'll wait for you.
Now that your body has fully recovered, I can take you out for a walk, okay?"
"not good."
Luo Ling looked at him with a bitter face. In the past few days, she had been sitting in a suffocating room every day without talking. She was not allowed to eat snacks without talking, and she had to feed her some bitter soup all day long. Even a good person would force her to do so.
Crazy.
Hearing this, Yuwen Haoyu raised his eyebrows slightly and said helplessly: "Then... what should I do for my husband so that my wife can be satisfied?"
"Let me out, let me have a snack, no medicine!"
"no."
"snort!"
Luo Ling turned her head away, as if she didn't want to pay attention to him anymore. Yuwen Haoyu came forward and touched her arm. Luo Ling hummed again, put her arm into the quilt, and pulled the quilt aside.
, the whole person was covered in quilt.
Seeing this situation, Yuwen Haoyu raised his hand and stroked his forehead, as if ordinary comfort was completely useless at this time. But at this time, Mei Xiang brought the fried medicine again, and the fragrance of the medicine suddenly filled the air.
The whole house.
"It's fine if I come. You can go down first."
Yuwen Haoyu took the medicine bowl from Mei Xiang's hand, looked at Luo Ling who was balled up on the bed, and called softly: "Ling'er? It's time to take medicine."
"Don't eat..."
The sound of urination came from the quilt. Luo Ling was a little out of breath. On the one hand, she was really suffocated, but she still had to drink the concoction that was so bitter to the back of her tongue. She now felt that she was very good.
There is no need to take medicine.
"Ling'er, are you obedient? Why don't you get up and drink the medicine, and then I'll take you for a walk in the garden?"
Yuwen Haoyu held the medicine bowl in one hand and freed up the other hand to gently pull Luo Ling's quilt. Upon hearing this, Luo Ling consciously pulled down the quilt a little, revealing two bright black eyes and said:
"really?"
"Of course I take it seriously." Yuwen Haoyu said with a smile. Seeing that she finally agreed, he quickly helped her stand up so that he could give her medicine.
"That's all, you feed it too slowly. I have to taste the bitterness for a long time. I'll do it myself." Luo Ling saw that he still couldn't escape this test, so he took the medicine bowl from Yuwen Haoyu's hand and held it in both hands.
With his eyes closed tightly, he swallowed several big mouthfuls of food, and when he put down the bowl, his face was instantly full of tangles.