Two people sitting in the back seat Cheng Man acted as the driver to send people to the building and then went back to the police station. Gu Jingke went back to his room and fell asleep.

Mu Ming looked at the door and held out his hand to close the door. Let him have a good rest. This illness is threatening. Perhaps it is because he has not been sick for a long time because he is too tired. Suddenly getting sick is even more troublesome.
Sudden belly seems to be hungry again. She frowned and went to the refrigerator. She glanced in her eyes and found tomatoes and eggs. She rubbed her forehead and went to the kitchen to look at it carefully.
There seems to be noodles.
"Looks like noodles."
She lit the fire and washed the pot, boiled the water, put the noodles in, sliced the tomatoes, put the eggs in the noodles and cooked them together for almost half an hour, then the noodles came out of the pot.
She tried a frown, which seemed a little off …
"It’s so light" seems to have forgotten to add seasoning, and then she spilled salt and took a sip of soup, which was satisfactory. She patted her finger, although I don’t know if the noodle step is right, but it is still edible.
Should not be poisoned?
I put the noodle bowl on my mobile phone and was ready to go out, but when I turned around, I saw Gu Jingke leaning against the door and staring at her.
Mu Ming’s face is reddish and light. "Why don’t you have a rest?"
"I’m hungry." Gu Jingke came over and brought the noodles. "I’ll get them."
Two people sitting in a chair Muming stared at Gu Jingke’s eyes and finally said nervously, "Don’t expect much if I don’t like it. Besides, if you don’t like it, you can go upstairs with me or I can buy it for you."
Say that finish Muming eyes slightly gathered the folding.
Gu Jingke picked up the chopsticks and swallowed them. "The taste is not so good, but …"
Muming’s face changed, waiting for him to pick up the message.
"But you can still warm your stomach. Why don’t you cook with me?" Gu Jingke asked low, but it was like asking.
"Are you abandoning me?"
"It’s not because I don’t want you in the kitchen." Gu Jingke smiled lightly and said, "Eat noodles."
It’s a little surprising that Mu Ming finished eating noodles. Her cooking is not bad, but it’s definitely not delicious. It can be considered as the medium-barely-able type.
Mu Ming got up and tidied up, and Gu Jingke looked at her with gentle eyes.
Walking out of the kitchen, Mu Ming reached out and put his hand on Gu Jingke’s forehead and tried the temperature. "The temperature has dropped, and then you need to have a good rest and become normal day by day."
His body temperature was terrible last night, and it is surprising that he can return to normal now.
"It feels good to be sick." Gu Jingke whispered behind Muming, but she was heard by Muming’s ear tip. She turned sharply and looked at him. "Say it again."
Gu Jingke looked slightly "it is good to have you to take care of nature when you are sick."
How can it be better without your care?
Mu Ming’s mouth twitched. This man really doesn’t take his body seriously?
"Gu Jingke, I now order you to go back to your room and rest now!"
"You accompany me"
Muming was shocked. He had been held in Gu Jingke’s arms and went straight into the room and fell down. * * He gently put his arms around her mouth, and it was always good to taste like this.
"Gu Jingke, do you think you are asking for it?"
"Huh?" Gu Jingke wondered what it meant to frown and ask for it.
"Will you regret meeting me or will you regret it now?" Mu Ming tried his eyes gently to gather.
Gu Jingke put Ba on her shoulder and asked, "Why do you ask this?"
"Woman melodramatic" Muming spit out a line that made Gu Jingke stunned.
"Do you think I will regret it?" Gu Jingke reached out and buckled her waist, breathing gently, wandering around her shoulders and narrowing her eyes. "Meeting you is the best gift for me."
"really?"
"true"
No one took the lead in breaking this silence, but Gu Jingke finally fell asleep. Gu Jingke slightly evoked her lips and kissed her on the cheek. "If I didn’t meet you, I might feel that it is meaningless to come to this world."
Whispering sweet nothings, I don’t know who it seems to be said to, but Gu Jingke is satisfied and closes his eyes.