"Where did you get it?" Huahua was eye-catching. Bu Qing went in and was questioned by Chu Zheng: "Who did it for you?"

Although Bu Qing's skin is not very white now, he is much whiter than normal people. He wears a gorgeous dress and wears a garland. He does not look sissy, but rather has a sense of exquisiteness.

As long as he appears, any scenery can only become a background color.

Bu Qing put down the porcelain cup and took off the garland.

——Miyun gave it to me.

"What did he do for you this thing?"

The cheap grandson doesn’t want to compete with me for someone!

——I don’t know.

Bu Qing didn't say the strange thing Miyun said to him.

After observing Chu Zheng for a while, he didn't think there was anything wrong with Chu Zheng.

"Don't ask for what others give you in the future."

Bu Qing nodded obediently, threw the garland out the window, then held the porcelain cup to Chu Zheng, and signaled her to drink.

"What's this?"

Bu Qing pointed at himself, I did it.

"So awesome?"

Bu Qing pursed her lips and smiled slightly, her cheeks looked at Chu Zheng expectantly.

Stir Chuzheng with a spoon and try it. The soup is rich and delicious, and it has a bit of sweet taste.

Bu Qing blinked his eyes, and the words "Is it delicious?" were almost written on his face.

Chu Zheng signaled Bu Qing to sit over. Bu Qing had no psychological burden and sat obediently in Chu Zheng's arms.

"It's delicious." Chu Zheng hugged him.

Bu Qing smiled brightly, took the spoon, and took the initiative to feed Chu Zheng.

Chu Zheng thought it was a bit troublesome: "Drink it yourself."

Bu Qing tilted his head.

——But this is for you to drink.

"..." Chu Zheng took a deep breath: "I'll do it myself."

Bu Qing's cheeks bulged slightly and shook his head. He meant to ask him to feed him.

Chu Zheng: "..."

Are you sick?

You have to feed me one spoonful of things that I can kill in a few bites? When will I drink them?

calm!

You cannot refuse the request for a good person card.

call!

I can!

“Set another way.”

“???”

Chu Zheng lowered her head and whispered in Bu Qing's ear: "Feed with your mouth, or I'll drink it myself."

Bu Qing: "..."

Bu Qing's ears were red, and his fingers, holding the spoon, were slightly loose.

Chu Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, good guy can fight me...

Before Chu Zheng's thoughts could be completed, Zhu Qing opened the spoon and suddenly clenched his hand again. He lowered his head and took a sip, and raised his eyes slightly to look at Chu Zheng.

Chu Zheng: "..."

-

Chu Zheng has become more and more aware of Bu Qing's courage. Recently, Chu Zheng has become more and more aware of being well-behaved, but sometimes what she does is unexpected.

Chu Zheng supported her head and stared at the person who was already asleep next to her.

There was a faint softness in my eyes that had always been calm.

Chu Zheng's fingertips plucked the broken hair in front of his forehead, and the fingertips slid down from the middle of his eyebrows to the bridge of his nose.

Bu Qing might have noticed the itch, raised his hand and scratched it, then turned slightly, leaned into Chu Zheng's arms, found a comfortable position, and rubbed it twice.

Chu Zheng didn't know what she was thinking, so she maintained that position for a long time without moving.

"cough……"

Chu Zheng pressed back the desire to cough, took Kaibu Qing's hand that was placed on his waist, and carefully lifted the quilt down.

When she was two meters away from the bed, the sleeping man opened his eyes and looked at Chu Zheng's back as he left.

-

After leaving the room, Chu Zheng couldn't suppress the surging discomfort.

"Ahem cough cough..."

It felt like I was going to cough out all my internal organs, and there was a little heat in my palms, and the smell of blood spreads on the tip of my nose.

"squeak--"

There was a sound of opening the door behind me.

Chu Zheng turned her head, and the boy stood behind barefoot in a white underwear, staring at her in a daze.

He saw the blood in Chu Zheng's palm.

Chu Zheng took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood off, her eyebrows and eyes calmed down: "Bu Qing, I may be dead."

The boy's body shook slightly, and the blood on his face instantly disappeared. He walked over and held Chu Zheng.

His eyes said, "You are lying to me."

"I didn't lie to you." Chu Zheng took off her outer robe and put it on him: "I don't have much time." If she really told the Lord of the Big Island, she couldn't find another way to cure her body, and there was really no time left.

Bu Qing shook his head, not believing it.

She looks pretty good...

But why do you vomit blood?

Bu Qing was a little anxious, and his lips opened several times without making any sound. He could only grab Chu Zheng's arm with force.

Chu Zheng took the person back to the room: "I tell you because I think you have the right to know, but I hope you can calm down. Even if you are anxious, it will be useless, right?"

How did this calm him down?

Bu Qing jumped out of bed and went to the desk next to him to get the pen and ink.

——I don’t want you to die.

"Everyone will die. My body can't hold on, so I have to die." Chu Zheng stuffed his feet into the quilt.

Bu Qing thought Chuzheng's words were very strange, but he didn't quite understand.

——We will definitely cure the doctor.

Chu Zheng shook her head.

——Doctor...is it useless?

If it was really what the Oshima Lord said, the doctor would definitely be useless.

Her body has been nourished by medicine since she was a child. Only he knows what medicine the Lord of Mishima used for her during this period.

Bu Qing held the pen and trembled, and no word was left behind for a while. He suddenly let go of the paper and pen, leaned over, and hugged Chu Zheng tightly.

He doesn't want her to die.

The boy's body trembled slightly, carrying panic and fear that he didn't know.

Chu Zheng patted him on the back: "It's okay, don't be afraid."

Why isn't he afraid?

He wanted her to stay with him, why...

-

Bu Qing just hugged her and sat wither all night. No matter how Chu Zheng coaxed him, he didn't want to sleep.

The next day, the boy's eyes were slightly swollen, his eyes were covered with blood, but his face was very pale, which looked a bit scary.

"Sleep well."
To be continued...