After Xia Yu caught a cold, she fell asleep dizzy after taking the cold medicine, but Yang Yan was worried. He helped Xia Yu write the event plan until midnight. He came to see him once before going to bed. He was still worried in the middle of the night, so he adjusted the alarm clock and visited him again.

But how can the cold be cured so quickly?

Yang Yan got closer and could still hear Xia Yu's dull snoring while sleeping - after all, his nose was blocked and his breathing was a little uncomfortable!

No words all night...

The next day, Yang Yan got up and saw Xia Yu folding her quilt by the sofa. A neat piece of tofu was about to take shape.

"Why did you get up so early? Didn't sleep well at night? Are you uncomfortable sleeping on the sofa?" Yang Yan, like a machine gun, asked three questions at the first time.

Xia Yu sniffed and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm sleeping well, I don't pick up the bed. Is it getting late now? Quick... ah... sneeze..."

Halfway through her words, she turned her head, closed her eyes and opened her mouth upwards, and soon, a big sneeze came out.

"It's almost seven o'clock, I have to go to work." Xia Yu didn't care, so he sucked his nose and then said to Yang Yan.

"You are still at work? Your cold is getting worse and worse!" Yang Yan was so anxious that he circled around Xia Yu and said, "It should be possible to ask for a leave, right? I wrote your manuscript for you yesterday. You send it to Director Li, and then call her and ask for a day off and take a break!"

"What leave? I'm having a cold for a little bit, but I can't get off the fire!" Xia Yu raised her head proudly. She pushed the folded quilt to the sofa. After getting up, she raised her arms and gestured a y-shaped gesture on her cheek, and smiled proudly with Yang Yan.

Indeed, Xia Yu rarely asks for leave because of illness. Last year, because Yang Yan had a cold, she took a leave to take care of Yang Yan, but when she was sick, Xia Yu had no intention of thinking about herself.

Yang Yan wanted to say something, but Xia Yu pushed him to the kitchen without saying a word: "Cook breakfast quickly, let me see what you wrote last night. I'll go to work after breakfast later!"

Although he had a cold, his voice had a strong nasal sound, which sounded glutinous and like acting cute, Xia Yu was still full of energy when he woke up in the morning and did not look like a patient at all.

Xia Yu was at the dinner table, spreading Yang Yan's laptop computer to read his manuscript last night. Yang Yan was also cooking noodles with vegetables and lean meat in the kitchen, and preparing a light and delicious breakfast for Xia Yu, suddenly, a crisp "Ah snee" sounded.

Not yourself!

Xia Yu turned his head in confusion and looked at Yang Yan in the kitchen.

At this time, Yang Yan had turned around at some point, with his back facing the stove, his head lowered and his big hands covering his nose.

Obviously, this person who sneezes is Yang Yan!

Xia Yu was a little unbelievable. She glared at her beautiful eyes in surprise and stared at Yang Yan tightly. Yang Yan rubbed his nose and raised his head. His eyes were in contact with Xia Yu. His old face was immediately covered in a slutty red dizziness, and he was embarrassed to avoid his eyes!

It's over, I caught a cold too!

Last night, Yang Yan also said what Xia Yu was doing and why he didn’t pay attention, but now he is also caught!

Of course, Yang Yan's cold has nothing to do with being in the rain. He suddenly caught a cold, which is very likely because he did not pay attention to keeping warm in his clothes. The weather was cool after the rain. In the middle of the night, Yang Yan even ran out to visit Xia Yu in a thin vest. Moreover, he even came to Xia Yu's face to listen to her breathing...

Can you avoid catching a cold?

Not to investigate the root cause of Yang Yan's cold, Xia Yu saw Yang Yan sneezing, so he shook his head, took out his cell phone, and asked for leave from her immediate boss, Director Li Min.

"In the end, I still have to take care of you!" Xia Yu smiled fifty steps, and after putting down his phone, he smiled, "You are a weak scholar, and you have a cold before the wind blows!"

However, although Xia Yu was unforgivable, she still cared about Yang Yan very much. She put the computer down and just like Yang Yan took care of her last night, she hurriedly went to find a thicker coat to put on Yang Yan.

After a while, Yang Yan and Xia Yu were both sitting at the dining table, with two steaming bowls of noodles in front of them. However, before they could eat breakfast, they were both sniffing and looking at each other, smiling at each other.

"I'm having trouble now. We both have a cold. What should Luo Luo do?" Yang Yan handed the chopsticks to Xia Yu and smiled helplessly, "The two major sources of infection are here, and this girl can't escape no matter how she looks!"

It is still rainy outside now. Although it has not rained for the time being, the dark clouds in the sky are stacked layer by layer, and the sun cannot reveal its face.

In such weather, even if Yang Yan wants to take Luo Luo out for a walk, he will not breathe fresh air.

"You can only open the window to ventilate, and then I will buy a bottle of white vinegar with a higher concentration later. When you come back, pour a little into the cup. You put it in every corner of the house... No, you have to put it higher, so don't let Luo Luo touch it." Xia Yu said.

"I'll buy it. You have such a severe cold." Yang Yan's voice was not as dull as Xia Yu. He just sneezed twice and had a little snot, but his voice was still clear.

"It is because your cold is mild that you have to watch Luo Luo at home. If you go to the wind and the cold becomes deeper, who will take care of Luo Luo?" Xia Yu said clearly.

Just as they were discussing one by one, Luo Luo's cry came from the bedroom: "Woo..."

The little guy woke up!

Yang Yan hurriedly took a tissue, blew his nose, and then got up and went in to take care of Luoluo who had just woken up after sleeping.

The little girl who had just woken up sat on the big bed with her fluffy hair. Her beautiful big eyes were still squinting in a sleepy moment. When she found her father, her "hum" crying came to an abrupt end. Early in the morning, her thoughts seemed to be a little unchanged, and she could only look at her father blankly, with her lower lips slightly open, as if there was crystal saliva accumulation.

It was not until dad held her up and stood up that the little girl moved her head, pressed her little hand on dad's shoulder, and looked down at dad's helping her put on her pants.

Of course, Luo Luo had limited thinking ability at this time, and she didn't even think about why her father put on thicker pants, and even put on a thick little coat on her. So she obediently stretched out her hand at the dad's gesture.

"This, this!" Xia Yu's voice suddenly sounded at the door, dull, as if something was covered with.

Yang Yan and Luoluo subconsciously turned their heads to look at Xia Yu at the door, wearing a mask on her mouth, which also covered her delicate nose.

Xia Yu only showed half of his face, and he reached in and pinched a mask that had not yet been torn open the packaging bag.
Chapter completed!