Chapter 37: Missy is sick

As the smell of smoke faded, the white pillow boiled the fish and water. Although the time is still early, the fresh fish is not easy to preserve, it is better to grill it for a longer time. Her ice wolf can cool down and become an iceberg, but in view of the current shortage of small white films, Baizheng feels that it is better to use less mental energy than less.
After going through this series of intense and stimulating adventures, Hua Mu finally felt a little tired. The thing I ate in the morning spit out a sperm, and was shocked and worried and then blown by the wind. At this time, I only felt itchy nose, sore throat, and dizzy head.
She was so weak that she was angry, sitting on the banana leaves and sneezing with her arms.
"Sneeze ... sneeze ..."
Missy did n’t know whether it was upbringing or natural, so the sneezing sound was like a kitten, only a small sound could be made with the mouth closed.
Hua Mu felt that she might be ill.
But the sentry was carrying her broken fish!
Hearing Hua Mu's sneezing sound, Bai Zhen quickly fanned the fire a few times, and then picked up the wild soup that had been cooked a little hotter through the banana leaves.
"Miss, you have some hot soup ..."
Before the sentry approached, Huamu could smell the rich and exaggerated smell.
"Sneeze ... what is this ... sneeze ... something."
She covered her nose to the beginning, a look that she could not avoid.
"You may catch cold, drink some soup to get rid of cold."
Hua Mu shook his head straight, "I don't want it, how could sneeze-boil soup and drink ..."
"This was told by a companion while performing the task. It works very well. You can bear with it for a while."
"Don't don't, drink yourself!"
Hua Mu was wronged. This morning, I was tossed enough by the white pillow. Not only did I get sick, but now I had to drink soup!
"I'll drink it after you finish drinking." White Pillow knelt beside Huamu, persuaded patiently and awkwardly, "Now drinking it will be good soon, and it will be more serious if you drag it for a long time."
As the second heir to the throne, Huamu has always been in charge of the health management of the body. Although he looks thin and weak, he has never been sick.
Of course, once Missy became ill, it was not just the extent of falling down, it was simply falling apart. The whole Duke ’s House was tossed over again, and the Queen would come to visit in person.
"I don't want that, it must be terrible-sneeze ..."
"But you are sneezing."
"I'll just sneeze-just fine."
Bai Zhen obviously didn't think so, but he couldn't do what forced the young lady, and only looked at her with Jiang Tang sad.
"Why, why do you want to drink yourself!"
Hua Mu was panicked by her.
The white pillow seemed to sigh helplessly, picked up the soup and leaned over to his mouth.
"!" Hua Mu leaned back, nervous and faintly looking forward.
No, no, will the plot in the novel appear? Why did this stupid sentry suddenly awaken? If, if the white pillow came together, what should she do? If you ca n’t refuse it, how does it look more reserved?
But this is not the first time, artificial respiration that day was very ...
The sentry drank half a bowl of soup, his body suddenly warmed up. The taste of wild is more bitter and more irritating than planting. Fortunately, the cold elimination effect does not seem to be weakened.
White pillow is not only a demonstration for Hua Mu, but also afraid that she will fall and no one will take care of her.
"Miss, look, just be patient ..."
Hua Mu looked at White Pillow dumbfounded and handed the half-drinked soup to himself, hoping to faint on the spot.
"I don't want to drink!"
Stupid stupid stupid stupid!
"But you look cold."
"You don't have to worry about being cold! I don't want to drink the soup you drank!"
This stupid sentry who doesn't know how to pity Xiangxixiyu, is rough, dull, boring, and has no vision! Who wants to drink what she has drunk!
The white pillow seemed stunned, and slowly put down the coconut shell in his hand. Hua Mu hugged her knees and didn't want to take care of her.
"Then, then I will cook another bowl for you."
The sentry tried to leave the wound in his heart.
This is a matter of course. The identity of Missy, it is normal to mind this. It was she who had not thought about it well enough.
"I do not want!"
There was no way for White Pillow to turn around and silently drink Jiang Tang. After thinking about it, I boiled a bowl of hot water again. Jiang Tang has the quickest effect, but Missy does not want to drink it, so let's try it with mint.
Mint can sweat and relieve fever, relieve headaches and sore throats, and may be used immediately.
She boiled mint water, looked back at Hua Mu, and saw that she was sitting in groups with her back to herself, daring not to block her eyes, and began to treat the wound on her own.
The white pillow's resilience is extremely strong, only a few days, the previous wound has scabed, and even the most severe shoulder seems to recover well. After the herbs could be applied, she took off the corner of the skirt, washed and dried it, and put it alone.
Hua Mu stopped sneezing because her nose was blocked.
The temperature in Mingming Cave was not low, but she was shivering with cold. She couldn't help shaking for a little wind in the side gap.
Hua Mu sniffed his nose while he was very sure that he was really sick.
But what is White Pillow doing?
She finally couldn't help turning around to look.
I saw the sentry turned away from her, and was applying medicine to the upper body of the inch. She saw the wound on the other person's back and the beautifully beautiful butterfly bone.
This guy is just a bit stupid, but actually still cares about her.
Hua Mu is still very wronged.
Why didn't this stupid come to coax her, she was sick!
"Cough cough ..."
She has a sore throat, a nose, and a headache.
White pillow seemed to hear her inner call, put on sports underwear in a hurry, and leaned over again with hot water.
"Miss, you don't want to drink soup, then drink hot mint water."
Hua Mu sniffed his nose and asked in disappointment: "Does it taste like ginger?"
"No, I've cleaned it, you can rest assured." Bai Zhen saw that she seemed willing to drink and wanted to deliver hot water to her hand. "It's a bit hot outside, so be careful."
Don't take Huamu.
"You feed me."
The white pillow was so happy that his eyebrows were raised, and he asked with some anxiety: "So, can I get closer?"
Only then did Hua Mu find that the other party did not know why he was kneeling so far away from himself, and he doubted and aggrieved: "Why are you so far away from me, I'm so cold."
"Then I will help you with the wind, I, I'm very hot ..." White Pillow couldn't wait to show her value to the young lady, but because of her clumsiness, she didn't know how to be dedicated.
"You, you are hot and you're not coming soon ..." Hua Mu didn't know why he was a little hot.
White Pillow walked a few steps on her knees, knelt behind Hua Mu, helped her to block the wind, and fed the hot water from her hand to her mouth.
Huamu took a sip.
"It's so hot, you blow it for me."
White Pillow hurriedly blew a few sips before feeding her, "It's better to be a little hotter, and it will keep you warm when you drink."
Hua Mu didn't even care how cold the sentry was to help herself. She just wanted the other party to help herself.
"Ok……"
Even if it's just hot water, Huamu feels a lot better after a few bites. Coupled with the body temperature of the sentry behind her, she gradually felt a little warmer.
But it is not enough.
"It's so cold……"
The sentry was warmed by the fire behind her, and it would be nice if she could get closer.
White pillow didn't know what to do, her coat was soaked just now.
"Then we are closer to the fire."
"No, it smells like smoke."
Mom, her delicate and soft body is in front of the sentinel's eyes, don't you know to hug?
"Then, I'll go to dry the coat first."
"I'm all frozen to death after the coat is baked!" Hua Mu stopped expecting her. He took the white pillow's hand and looped himself up. "Aren't you, you hot? It's your duty to warm up Miss Ben!"
White Pillow passed out in bliss.
"Yes, it is."
She carefully hugged Huamu, the touch of her fingertips, the smell between her nose and the cool body temperature dominated all her senses. The old lady seemed very dissatisfied with her stiff posture, sitting on her thighs by herself, leaning the whole person into her arms.
The skirt and skirt are too short.
The white pillow felt the touch on the thigh, and his attention was gradually concentrated there. Sentinel senses are too sharp and really bad, it is easy to over focus.
Hua Mu did not find a comfortable position for a long time, patted the legs of the white pillow, and complained: "Can't you sit down properly? This posture is not comfortable at all."
White Pillow was a little distracted by the taste and touch of Miss Dai ... or rather, because she was too indulged in close contact with Hua Mu, she didn't hear her at all.
"White pillow!"
Hua Mu turned her head angrily, wanting to scold the sentinel who dared to ignore herself, but when she saw the dark pupil of the other side close by, she was interrupted by her heartbeat.
Does White Pillow look so seriously?
"sneeze……"
The wind-blooded snowy moon, which was full of flowers, did not last long, and finally the sneezing that stopped stopped commotion.
Bai Zhen finally recovered, and his mind began to deal with the message he had just heard. While holding Hua Mu and sitting well, he apologized and said: "Miss, are you still cold?"
Hua Mu didn't speak while holding her nose, tears and nostrils were about to crush her.
She must be ugly and embarrassed now, and it's so uncomfortable.
White Pillow listened to her constantly sniffing her nose, and somehow pulled out the corner of the skirt that Hua Mu gave her.
"Miss, if you don't mind, wipe it with this one."
Huamu Lima took the cloth from her hand and covered her nose and blown it.
What else can I do? The only handkerchief has been used for other purposes ... Since she has accepted the other use of the handkerchief, what else is she hard to accept?
and.
Hua Mu thought a little bit arrogantly.
Does she have any image in front of the white pillow? More shameful things have been experienced. She was so uncomfortable now that she just wanted to hug and didn't want to worry about other issues.
The author has something to say: Hua Mu: I may never expect to have any romantic plot.
But without romance, you still have shame!