The sick young master went to dance again

Chapter 69 Baby, come to sleep

Lu Si lifted the quilt and went to bed, hugged Song Yuxing in his arms without saying a word, closed his eyes contentedly, "Sleep."

In the next second, he was punched in the chest.

"Stay away from me." Song Yuxing hugged the quilt and moved to the side, away from Lu Si.

This bed is at least two meters wide, more than enough to sleep two adult men, but Lu Si insisted on leaning on Song Yuxing's body, and tricked them into sleeping in the same bed. It's not for nothing if you don't sleep in your arms. are you asleep.

In the end, Song Yuxing couldn't retreat, and if he moved to the side, he would fall under the bed. Seeing the man who leaned over to hug him again with a stern face, the veins on his forehead popped out, and he squeezed out a sentence full of anger from between his teeth : "Can you fucking go away!"

Lu Si hugged him tightly like a koala, and blinked innocently, "I don't have a quilt."

Song Yuxing: "Is there no extra quilt in this house?!"

"No, the family is poor." Mr. Lu said confidently.

Song Yuxing: "..."

He ground his teeth secretly, resisting the urge to bite Lu Si hard, turned over angrily, grabbed the quilt to cover his face.

"Baby, come to sleep and be careful not to fall."

Song Yuxing reluctantly cooperated with Lu Si to move to the middle of the bed, and put on the quilt again.

wait baby?Lu Gou actually called him baby?

Grass!

This was considered a compromise, Lu Si raised his hand to turn off the light, and quietly curled his lips in the dark.

The strength on his arms tightened slightly, and he hugged Song Yuxing's slender and soft waist. The fragrance of bath milk from the other party's body filled his nostrils, and he closed his eyes contentedly.

Three or ten minutes later, the sound of the man's even and long breathing came from his ears, and he was already asleep.

Song Yuxing opened his eyes in the dark, carefully removed the arm across his waist, moved to the side, and then pulled the quilt to his side, not leaving even a corner for Lu Si.

The family is poor and has no money to buy a quilt, right? It's freezing to death!

Young Master Song was determined to keep Lu Si without a quilt. Every time the man in his sleep entangled him unknowingly, he would hug the quilt and hide away. He was still fighting high until midnight, and finally couldn't stand it , and fell asleep with the quilt wrapped around his hands and feet.

The next day, the sky was bright, but the bedroom with the curtains closed was still dark.

Lu Si's biological clock was always on time. At seven o'clock in the morning, he sat up from the bed in a daze. Last night he had a dream. He dreamed that he was walking in the freezing snow and was terribly cold.

He sneezed uncontrollably, then looked around blankly, the bed was empty, not even a quilt.

Where is Song Yuxing?So what about the big Songyu star?

Lu Si sneezed again, and he frowned. Just as he was about to get out of bed to find someone, he saw the young man who was sleeping soundly on the floor next to the bed with the quilt in his arms.

His hands and feet were wrapped in the quilt, half of his face was sunk in the quilt, his eyes were closed, his breathing was even and long, and his sleeping face was quiet and well-behaved.

Lu Si: "..."

Really fell under the bed.

I didn't wake up, and Nima slept soundly.

Lu Si didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he got out of the bed from the other side, squatted on the ground and carefully looked at the young man's sleeping face, stretched out his slender index finger to poke the fair cheek, then picked him up with the quilt in his arms, and placed him carefully on the bed. on the bed.

Song Yuxing groaned twice, then turned over with the quilt in her arms, and continued to sleep soundly without being woken up at all.

Lu Si sneezed uncontrollably again, his nose was still congested, thinking that he might not have a cold.

He hasn't been sick all year, and he didn't expect to be recruited today, it must be because Song Xiaoguai robbed his quilt.

Lu Si rubbed his nose, turned and went into the bathroom.

Song Yuxing was woken up by Lu Si's continuous sneezing.

He was a little annoyed to get up, and sat up from the bed with his messy short hair in a daze. When he was about to swear, he saw Lu Si sitting by the bed, with a handsome face full of resentment, staring at him .

Song Yuxing rubbed her sleepy eyes, and stared at Lu Si suspiciously, what's wrong?

Then the next second, Lu Si sneezed again.

"..."

He covered his nose and mouth in disgust, so don't infect him.

Lu Si: "..."

This action really broke his heart.

"Song Xiaoguai, it's all your fault. You snatched the quilt and gave me a cold. You have to be responsible."

The man still had a nasal voice when he spoke, sounding aggrieved.

Song Yuxing didn't hold back all of a sudden, and laughed out loud on the spot. I didn't expect Lu Si to be tricked hahaha, you fucking have today, you deserve it!

The muscles on Lu Si's face twitched slightly, this little heartless person is still smiling.

"I didn't expect Boss Lu's body to be so delicate." Song Yuxing said sarcastically in a good mood.

Mr. Lu immediately fell on the bed, supported his head as weak as Lin Daiyu, and said in a hoarse voice, "I have a headache, and my nose is very blocked, which makes me uncomfortable."

Pretending to be quite similar, Song Yuxing glanced at him sideways, "What do you want?"

Lu Si: "I'm hungry, I want to eat the breakfast you made by yourself."

Song Yuxing: "Aunt Wang will do it."

Lu Si: "Aunt Wang has something to do today, so I won't be here."

In fact, Aunt Wang was already on the way just now, but she was suddenly notified by her boss to take a day off, so she had to go back the same way.

It's all over, Song Yuxing has to agree if he doesn't agree, "Okay, you lie down first, and I'll do it for you right now!"

He can cook, but his cooking skills can only be considered average, as long as he can fill his stomach.

There are still ingredients in the refrigerator, all bought by Aunt Wang. Song Yuxing took carrots and corn out of it, and some lean meat. She also scoured some rice and put it in the pot to cook.

In the semi-open kitchen, a young man in home clothes stood in front of the cooking table, his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and he was wearing the pink apron that Aunt Wang usually wears. He lowered his eyes and cut carrots with a kitchen knife. Ding, with a handsome and soft profile, and an extremely serious expression.

Seeing this scene, Lu Si, who came down quietly from upstairs, almost burst into tears, as if seeing the beautiful life in the future.

Song Xiaoguai also has such a virtuous side.

"Look at that, go back to your bed."

Lu Si: "..."

In fact, this is also very good, you can't pursue so much.

Mr. Lu opened the refrigerator silently, took a bottle of mineral water from it, opened it and was about to drink it, a hand stretched out beside him and snatched the water from his hand.

Song Yuxing looked at him fiercely, still holding a kitchen knife in his hand, and said in an unhappy tone, "Why do you drink ice water when you have a cold, are you stupid?"

Lu Si looked at the kitchen knife in Song Yuxing's hand and blinked blankly, obviously being scolded, how could he be so happy in his heart.

Song Xiaoguai actually cared about him.

Mr. Lu controlled the corners of his mouth that raised slightly, looked helplessly at the young man in front of him, and pretended to be pitiful again, "I'm thirsty."

Song Yuxing snorted, "Be thirsty first."

After finishing speaking, he turned around with the kitchen knife and continued to cut carrots.

Lu Si was silent for two seconds, then coughed twice pretendingly, sniffed, and then sighed heavily.

Song Yuxing focused on cutting radishes, without even looking at the people behind, and ruthlessly spat out a sentence: "Don't get in the way here."

Lu Si: "..."

How could a mouth in the [-]s say such heartless words.

Mr. Lu turned around and walked upstairs slowly, walking like a lonely old man who is loved by no one.

Half an hour later, there were footsteps outside the door, and Lu Si immediately put down his phone and quickly lay down under the covers.

Song Yuxing came in with the porridge just out of the pot and put it on the bedside table.

"Don't sleep, get up and have breakfast."

Lu Si supported the bed, his movements of getting up with difficulty were like those of a patient who had been paralyzed in bed for many years, his dying expression seemed to be not a cold, but some terminal illness that could not be cured.

Song Yuxing helped his forehead helplessly, "...I said you are almost done."

Lu Gou's acting skills are really exaggerated, not at all as superb as he was back then, who can be fooled.

Lu Si was still immersed in his own small theater. He looked at the steaming carrot, corn and minced meat porridge beside him. It not only smelled delicious, but also looked good.

"Can you feed me?" He looked at Song Yuxing expectantly.

Song Yuxing folded his arms, and the corners of his mouth curled up. There was no smile in his pretty eyes, and he said in a good temper, "What do you think?"

Mr. Lu was still a little perceptive, he immediately picked up the bowl, took a spoonful of porridge and put it in his mouth.

Then, he was burned.

Song Yuxing looked at him speechlessly, "Blow it to cool before eating, idiot."

After speaking, he turned to go out.

Lu Si hurriedly asked, "Where are you going?"

"Pharmacy store, buy medicine." After saying four simple words, the young man left without looking back.

Lu Si looked in the direction of the door, and the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably. Sure enough, Song Xiaoguai cared about him, not only cooking porridge but also buying medicine for him.

Mr. Lu is in a good mood, it seems that this illness is worth it.

He ate two mouthfuls of porridge, which tasted so-so, but in Mr. Lu's eyes, the taste was so delicious that it almost moved him to tears.

Suddenly thought of something, Lu Si put the bowl on the bedside table, then took out his mobile phone to take a photo, clicked on Song Yunxiu's WeChat chat box, and tapped the screen quickly with his slender fingers.

Lu Si: [picture]

Lu Si [Xiaoguai made me a love breakfast, it tastes really good]

On the other side, Song Yunxiu was eating breakfast at home, and almost threw the boiled eggs in his hand when he saw these two messages.

How can it be? !

Why is Xiaoguai at Lu Si's place this early in the morning?Make him breakfast?

Grass, look at that frightened tone!

He has never eaten anything made by his brother himself.

"Yunxiu, why are you pinching the eggs so hard? They're all broken." Mother Song looked at the eldest son suspiciously, why did she suddenly have the expression of wanting to kill someone, "What's wrong? What happened?"

Song Yunxiu managed to force a smile, "It's okay."

At this moment, Lu Si sent another message.

Lu Si: [By the way, I forgot to tell you, Xiaoguai moved in with me yesterday]

Through the screen, one can imagine how much the other party's proud face is at this moment.

The veins on Song Yunxiu's forehead popped up, and the strength in his hands increased, and the egg was completely broken.