"There’s food in here. You should drink less porridge and eat some food." I took out the insulation layer in the insulation barrel and put it on the low machine.
He looked at the eye food. "That’s for you to eat."
I’m a little surprised that this meal is for me.
"I won’t say that you are easy to get hungry just by drinking tremella porridge."
"I can’t eat greasy food now." He didn’t lift his head and drank porridge spoon by spoon.
Seeing that he was very refreshing, my mouth couldn’t help but lift up and sit next to him. I couldn’t help but ask, "Are you still eating? I’ll make it for me."
He turned his head and glanced at me with a vague smile. "You just like to make it for me."
I was dumb when he asked me this question.
His mouth was stuck up close to me, and he pecked at my lips like a dragonfly, and then he seemed to be in a good mood. After drinking the two porridge parts left in the bowl, he sipped his lips and commented, "Well, it’s very good."
A man who has always had a big bowl of tremella porridge in his mouth made me feel quite fulfilled, and my mood naturally improved. Looking at him, he couldn’t help but bend his eyebrows to reveal a silly look.
"Do you think I’m delicious?" He suddenly glanced at me, but his eyes were full of banter.
Cut …
I blushed and drooped my eyelids to eat my food.
"You have to finish that soup. The doctor said that it hurts your stomach to vomit like that all the time." He leaned back on the sofa as if he were careless but serious.
"Oh," my face didn’t show anything, but my heart was still warm. Anyway, he still cared for me a little.
After dinner, the doctor took the nurse to see him, and the nurse took his temperature again.
Zou Chen seems to know that doctor Zhu very well. Dr. Zhu was a little surprised to see me. Zou Chen’s eyes seemed to ask who this is. I must have been confused by Ouyang Xue and I didn’t know which one was his real girlfriend.
Zou Chen pretended not to introduce or explain.
When Dr. Zhu saw him smiling and shaking his head, he was relieved when the nurse reported Zou Chen’s temperature. He told me that he must take his medicine on time, and he could be discharged if he didn’t check it for another day on a recurring fever day.
When he left, Dr. Zhu looked at me again, and there seemed to be some doubts in his eyes.
When Dr. Zhu and the nurse went out, I pretended as if nothing had happened and asked, "Do you know that you let me expose myself to others’ eyelids like this?"
Zou Chen leaned against the bed and reached out to me. I went over and put my hand in his palm. He held my hand and squeezed it for two times before looking up at me. "Are you afraid of being known that you are with me?"
Am I scared? I’m really not afraid of hurting Lu Zhengnan. Now that he knows, I have no worries. Although the name will be ugly, it doesn’t matter to me at all.
"I am afraid that we will hurt others, and I have never been afraid of anything else," I said frankly.
"Are you afraid that Liu Zhengna will be sad?" He said in a word.
I met his eyes, not afraid of his ridicule, and smiled gently, "I am also afraid of hurting Ouyang Xue."
Zou Chen’s eyes narrowed, and his eyes seemed to be thinking about something. Then he looked up again with a clear eye and a rare sight. "I promised her that I would marry her in the future," he said calmly.
I froze his eyes for a long time, trying to see something flaw in his eyes, but there was no heart that seemed to be smashed by something.
My indifference evoked a lotus-like smile. "Really … What would you do if she knew about us?"
He chuckled, "She cares if … I’m the last woman."
"So she doesn’t care if you marry Liu Qingqing first." My words can’t help but be sarcastic. "It’s worthwhile to come back from studying abroad and think about it."
Zou Chen was a set of hands and pulled me hard, so I fell on his body. He grabbed my shoulders and I was close at hand. There was a surge of anger in my eyes. "What about you? Do you regret your choice now? "
"Oh, do I regret it?" I suddenly think it’s ridiculous that he asked this question. The person who forced me is him, but it seems that I asked for it on my own initiative. Oh, I can’t say that it can be regarded as an equivalent exchange. After all, he didn’t force me with a gun.
"Would you say yes if I didn’t ask for help?" Zou Chen’s eyes suddenly became a little anxious, and his eyes shone with bitterness.
He seldom shows his emotions like this.
"This assumption is not scientific at all. Rongcheng has your name Zou Chen and there is no second person."
"Do you really want to marry Liu Zhengna?" I understand that his bitterness has turned into bitterness.
After all, he is still bitter about that day.
I propped myself up and changed the subject "It’s time to take medicine"
He clung to my shoulder and wouldn’t let me get up. His eyes turned cold and he growled, "Answer me, right?"
How can he be strange about this disease?
I was in a good mood just now, and now he’s yelling at me.
I replied angrily, "If you want to marry someone, why can’t I want to marry someone?"
His eyes flashed "fuck off" and I almost fell out of bed with a flick of my shoulder.
I got up and looked at him as cold as frost, and my eyes were red, so I felt wronged for a moment.
Are men so hard to be unreasonable?
"Zou Chen, is there something wrong with you? You know that Liu Zhengna and I are innocent. Are you so interesting again and again?" I choked back tears and roared, "If you really think I’m bored, I’ll get out of here now and never appear in your world." Anyway, I’m his doll. Sadly, this doll of mine has a heart and is completely confused by him.
Zou Chen frowned and stared at me coldly.
"You say it." I’m already a little out of control, thinking that he ignored it these days and just said that his heart was worse than tears and collapsed.
He gasped and slowly closed his eyes as if he were enduring some emotion.
"What would I like a person like you?" I resented blurting out at the moment. I covered my mouth with surprise. When I saw him, I turned and ran outside.
But when I ran to the door, I was caught by two powerful hands, and he turned and pressed me in my arms.
I struggled hard to face him.
He held him tightly in his arms, and I couldn’t earn as hard as I could until I was too tired to collapse in his arms, and he said, "Don’t cry."
There was an imperceptible joy in his hoarse voice.
I still whine and cry "You let me go"
Instead, he held me tighter as if to embed me in his arms.
"Well … you always slap a sweet jujube like this. I’ve had enough … I don’t want to talk to you anymore." I swallowed.
He kissed my cheek softly and coaxed me into saying, "Don’t cry when you are cold and the best."
