If he had a child... yes, a child! A touching light appeared on Qiu Danmo's face, his hands unconsciously touched his belly, and a glint of hope flashed in his eyes.
At this time, a scream suddenly came from behind: "Oh my God, fifth housekeeper, why are you lying in front of the open window with so little clothes on?" Linglan stepped forward quickly, closed the window neatly, and then
He immediately took a thick cloak from the hanger next to him and put it tightly on him, still complaining, "Why don't you cherish your body so much? What if you get sick? Ah, you
Your hands are so cold, you can’t really be sick, right? No, I have to make you some hot soup to make it colder.”
After hearing Linglan's words, Qiu Danmo felt the cold, and his body began to tremble unconsciously. Although the window had been closed and he was wearing a thick cloak, he still felt cold and shivering all over. He nodded, now
He really needs a bowl of hot soup to stop the cold.
"Now you know it's cold. Go to bed and lie down under the quilt. It will make you warmer. Really, why are you so confused? You just finished resting and didn't put on your clothes..." Linglan chattered.
He put Qiu Danmo on the bed and covered him with quilt, then quickly walked out and went to the kitchen to prepare hot soup for him. The complaining voice gradually moved away until he could no longer hear it.
Qiu Danmo was covered with a quilt, and suddenly he felt a little dizzy and his nose was itchy.
"Hello, hello."
"What's going on? Mo Mo, are you feeling uncomfortable?" Liu Feimeng heard the sound of sneezing after entering the door. She couldn't help but quicken her steps and asked with concern.
Qiu Danmo, who was looking for an embroidered handkerchief, suddenly heard Liu Feimeng's voice. His whole body froze and he paused in disbelief, thinking that he had hallucinated.
"Mo Mo, what's wrong with you?" Liu Feimeng stood in front of the bed and asked in confusion when she saw his stupid look.
"Qing, Sister Feimeng, you, why are you here?" After blinking his eyes and seeing the figure in front of him clearly, Qiu Danmo still couldn't believe it.
Liu Feimeng raised her eyebrows and asked funnyly: "Is it weird that I'm here?"
"No, no, it's not strange, sister Feimeng..." When Qiu Danmo heard this, he was afraid that he would offend Liu Feimeng and make her angry and leave again, so he immediately got out of bed and grabbed her hand urgently and said
, but before he could stand still, he suddenly felt dizzy and his body swayed.
Liu Feimeng was startled and quickly supported him with her backhand. Only then did she realize that his body was unusually cold and his face was a little blue, "Mo Mo, what's wrong with you? Your body is so cold. Lie down quickly."
"No, I'm fine. Sister Feimeng, don't leave." Qiu Danmo nervously grabbed Liu Feimeng's lapel and begged.
"I won't leave, I won't leave. I will stay here with you tonight and won't go anywhere." Liu Feimeng immediately comforted her.
"real?"
"Of course it's true. Do I need to lie to you?" Liu Feimeng said funny, and then looked at him with some reproach, "By the way, I saw you were fine during dinner, why haven't I seen you for more than an hour?
, are you sick?"
"I, I, I'm sorry..." When Qiu Danmo heard this, he mumbled and didn't know how to reply. He could only apologize. He couldn't say that he got sick because he felt uncomfortable and sat in front of the open window and blew in the cold wind.