Chapter 29 The God of Learning is cold and milky 28
She is not good at cooking, so she made this bowl of ginger soup according to an online tutorial. She failed once before, but she could barely swallow it this time.
At least it won't poison him.
She put the hot ginger soup on his bedside table, "I cooked the ginger soup for you. I'll put it here first. It's getting late, so I'll go home first."
Yun Fei felt that the tip of his heart was being burned.
For the first time, someone personally made ginger soup for him when he was sick, not even his biological mother.
Hearing that she was about to leave, he almost subconsciously held her hand and said, "Don't go."
His strength was a little too strong, and Qing Wu was pulled to the edge of the bed.
Seeing this, Yun Fei hurriedly relaxed a little, but he was afraid that she would leave as soon as he let go, so he could only look at her helplessly.
Qing Wu felt that he felt guilty.
"It's not appropriate for me to stay here."
"There is no one else at home." After a pause, he turned away his eyes and his ears slowly turned red. "I won't do anything to you..."
Qing Wu raised his eyebrows and looked at his thin body, "What can you do to me?"
Yun Fei's ink-stained eyes were dark and deep.
There are so many things I want to do...
The girl brought him ginger soup.
"Drink the ginger soup first, and then we'll talk about other things."
He sat up and looked at the ginger soup full of ginger foam, a little resistant, but under her supervision, he slowly finished the bowl of ginger soup.
The taste is a bit weird.
The spiciness of ginger was too pungent, and he opened his mouth slightly in discomfort, trying to breathe out the spiciness.
Seeing his vague resistance but obediently finishing the drink, Qing Wu felt a little funny.
She whispered: "Stretch out your hand."
Yun Fei lowered his eyes and stretched out a hand obediently. Qing Wu put the fingers of his right hand on his white wrist in a standard pulse-taking gesture.
After swiping a trace of green spiritual power around his body, she found something strange in his body. It was a powerful soul that did not belong to this plane... She wanted to find out more, but found another kind feeling. The power gently blocked her spiritual power from entering, and then it hooked her with a seemingly reluctant move.
Her spiritual power trembled slightly, and her mood became a little unstable.
Qing Wu looked up in surprise at the boy sitting on the bed.
His expression was calm and his eyes were cold and innocent.
She tilted her head thoughtfully.
Yun Fei was nervous and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"
"Yun Fei", her mood was unclear, "please hug me."
His fingertips trembled slightly, and he was too stunned to respond, "What?"
The girl curved her lips and smiled, and took the initiative to open her hands to him, "Would you like a hug?"
"...Yes!" Realizing that he heard correctly, Yun Fei quickly put his arms around her and carefully hugged her waist. At this time, his mood seemed to be floating in the clouds, and his heartbeat was thundering.
Smelling the faint fragrance on his body, Qingwu murmured in a low voice: "Sure enough, I don't hate it..."
I don't feel disgusted by his touch, but rather like it.
"I've changed my mind, Yunfei, should we try dating?" she suggested with a smile.
When she finished saying this, she felt the young man holding her body stiffen.
And Bodhi, who was shrinking in the space and looking at the scene of the two embracing each other sourly, was also stunned.
Did the master just say something outrageous? !
After a brief period of body stiffness and brain blankness, Yun Fei regained consciousness. He happily rubbed the girl's neck and hugged her without letting go, like a child who got candy.
He hummed in a low voice.
He said: "No regrets."
(End of chapter)