Chapter 69 His Hands Are Warm (3)

When I got to the supermarket, I took brown sugar, looked at the row of sanitary napkins on the shelf, blushed and quickly took a pack.

When checking out, the cashier saw what he was holding and couldn't help but sneak a few glances at him.

Such a beautiful man actually came out in the middle of the night to help his girlfriend buy brown sugar and sanitary napkins. He is really a peerless good man, but why do you think he looks so familiar?

Xiao Moli bit the bullet and threw out a piece of one hundred yuan, didn't even ask for change, and just fled out of the supermarket with her things.

Returning home in a hurry, first carried An Ziqi to the bathroom, then went to the kitchen to find some ginger, looked at it for a second, threw a whole piece into the water, and boiled the water with brown sugar.

When he finished cooking, An Ziqi had already washed and changed her clothes and came out.

Looking at the whole piece of ginger in the syrup, An Ziqi couldn't laugh or cry.

"Stupid woman, how dare you despise me." Li Shao, who had been busy all night, finally exploded.

"Absolutely not."

An Ziqi hurriedly picked up the sugar water in front of her and drank it.

After tossing and tossing for most of the night, An Ziqi's complexion finally got better.

Xiao Moli didn't forget to pack a hot water bottle for her and let her go to sleep.

Back in the room, An Ziqi couldn't help but blush when she saw the large area of ​​blood on the bed, "I...I'm going to sleep on the sofa tonight."

"There are also on the sofa." Xiao Moli, who was following behind, said coolly.

An Ziqi blushed even more, "Then I'll sleep on the floor."

As he said that, he went to lift the quilt and put it on the floor, but his body was suddenly empty, Xiao Moli hugged him together with the quilt, carried him directly into the room, and threw it on the window.

An Ziqi rolled aside wrapped in a quilt, and looked at him warily, "What are you doing?"

Xiao Moli gave her a disgusted look, "Don't worry, I'm not so hungry."

After speaking, she lay down on the other side of the bed, An Ziqi looked down at herself, and whispered dissatisfiedly, "I'm not so bad."

After a while, a hot water bag covered it from behind.

It turned out that An Ziqi's lips curled up because she was afraid that she would catch a cold and hurt her stomach.

She thought she would not be able to sleep, but unexpectedly, she rarely slept well that night, and even her stomach pain seemed to be gone.

When he woke up early in the morning, the hot water bottle had fallen somewhere, and he was the only one left to hold it warmly.

An Ziqi was inexplicably attached to this warm embrace.

Xiao Moli's voice suddenly rang in her ears.