"Well, there's no parsley now. Drink it!" Shen Qingqing picks her eyebrows and looks at Leng Shaoheng with a smile.

Leng Shaoheng looks at Shen Qingqing with a smile on his face. He is helpless and speechless. Is he cheating him when he is a three-year-old?

Pick out the coriander, but there is no coriander?

When will she cheat herself like this?

"Cough..."

Leng Shaoheng coughs and turns his head to the other side. He takes out his handkerchief and covers his mouth tightly with it, fearing that the saliva will splash on Shen Qingqing.

It seems that he has to go quickly. He is such a big pathogen standing here, even with the source of infection in every breath. It's better to leave here as soon as possible.

After all, after a while Qiqi will come down, children, weak body, poor resistance.

Seeing Leng Shaoheng like this, Shen Qingqing frowns and worries. She wants to walk along his back, but Leng Shaoheng reaches out his hand to stop him.

"Pack up the cold expelling soup. I'll drink it when I get to the company. I have to go now, or I'll come down later." Leng Shaoheng told the servant, "after Qiqi left, arrange for disinfection at home."

"Yes, young master." The servant nodded and bowed to answer the way, turned around to pack the cold dispelling soup, so that Leng Shaoheng could take it away.

Shen Qingqing asked, "is the company busy today?"

"No, it's nothing." Leng Shaoheng replied that he was busy a while ago, but now that he is finished, he can relax and rest a little.

"When you finish the cold expelling soup, you will have a good sleep under the quilt and have a rest."

Shen Qingqing hastily exhorted, "to perspire, so that the cold in the body can come out, you know?"

"I see." Leng Shaoheng nodded, also told Shen Qingqing, naturally is not at ease, "you take good care of yourself at home."

"Well." Shen Qingqing was reluctant to give up, so she had to agree.

This time, he left home to live in the company. He didn't know when his cold would get better, which means that Leng Shaoheng didn't know how long he would have to wait to come back.

Thinking of this, Shen Qingqing's unpromising eyes were a little red.

After all, in recent years, every night, Leng Shaoheng was by her side.

No matter how busy he is outside, he will go home every night and sleep with her.

Leng Shaoheng's heart is also extremely reluctant to give up Shen Qingqing, but there is no way. He has a cold now, and seems to be a bit serious. After all, he has such a high fever.

If this cold infects Shen Qingqing, it will be a big trouble.

He would be more distressed. He would rather be ill than have Shen Qingqing infected.

"Good boy." Leng Shaoheng's tone softened, with doting and not giving up, "when the cold is good, I'll come back immediately, you take good care of yourself at home, and Qiqi."

Shen Qingqing knows that Leng Shaoheng won't let her get close to him now, so she has to stretch out her arm, print her palm on her lips, and then throw it at Leng Shaoheng.

An empty kiss, with a bit naughty, but also with a bit reluctant.

Shen Qingqing's action makes Leng Shaoheng's lips rise unconsciously, showing a gentle and doting smile on her slightly tired face.

Because of the high fever, Leng Shaoheng's face was gaunt and flushed.

He held out his hand and grasped it in the air as if he had grasped the kiss. Then he put it on his mouth and gave it a smile.

The kiss across the air, seemingly naive incomparable, is actually a couple of romantic.

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