This kind of warm atmosphere was not broken by anyone.
Until that sneeze sounded without warning.
"What's wrong? Do you really have a cold?"
Leng Xuanhan, who was still wiping the woman, immediately stopped his hand and frowned handsomely. His dark eyes stared at Tian Lingxin, who was frowning tightly and covering his nose, and asked.
"I...ah sneeze..."
Another sneeze sounded.
Tian Lingxin ignored the big towel on his head and hurriedly walked to the table, picked up a tissue and wiped his dripping nose.
"Maybe I'm catching a cold." A muffled voice came over calmly.
Tian Lingxin, who was wiping his nose with a tissue, glanced at Leng Xuanhan who was following him, and responded calmly.
It was a little windy last night, and I might catch a cold tonight. Putting it all together, I can't even think of catching a cold.
‘Ah sneeze~’
Unable to help it, I sneezed again!
I didn't feel anything before, but suddenly, it seemed like it was really serious.
Leng Xuanhan's handsome brows furrowed, and suddenly he stretched out his hand, and his big palm hit Tian Lingxin's forehead while he was wiping his nose.
"Do you have a fever? When I came back, I told you to take a hot shower first! Bear with me, I'll have someone call the family doctor over right away." There was a hint of concern in the deep voice.
Tian Lingxin was stunned for a moment, and glanced over at the frowning man, suddenly feeling a little helpless.
Su raised his big hand from his forehead and said in a slightly low voice: "Uncle, I just have a cold, it's not that serious. Maybe I caught a cold tonight. I'll make a bowl of ginger soup and drink it later.
That’s it.”
Calling the doctor if you have a slight cold is really an exaggeration.
However, Leng Xuanhan, whose hand was pushed away, frowned, stretched out his big hand, touched her forehead again, and checked her temperature. After feeling that her body temperature seemed to be normal, he withdrew his hand again.
"Then you go to the room and get some clothes to wear, and I'll make ginger soup for you." As he said that, the tall figure turned around and walked out of the room before Tian Lingxin could speak.
Tian Lingxin looked at the door where the figure disappeared, and wanted to say something, but in the end she could only remain silent.
Is this man always so vigorous and resolute in his work?
Before she could even tell her that she didn't like strong ginger soup, the man disappeared.
However, she soon felt a little cold again. Tian Lingxin went into the bedroom and took out a man's coat. After hanging it on her body, she came out and sat back in the side hall, turned on the TV, and sat on the sofa feeling a little cold.
Watching TV boredly.
It wasn't until a while after Tian Lingxin had taken out so many tissues that the door was opened.
I saw the tall figure slowly walking in, holding a large bowl of blackened ginger soup and walking toward Tian Lingxin.
Putting the big bowl in his hand on the table, the man immediately put his burned hands into his mouth, blew a breath, and then put it next to his ears.
"Girl, drink it quickly while it's hot."
As soon as the big bowl was put down, Tian Lingxin's eyes couldn't help but be frightened by the black stuff in the big bowl!
"What is this?" Seeing the dark soup, Tian Lingxin couldn't help but think back to the bowl of disgusting stuff last night.
Suddenly, I felt a little uncomfortable in my stomach, so I frowned in disgust.