Isn't it the same for whoever you hit? While Song Qingzhi was speaking, a bowl of porridge had already bottomed out, "Do you still want to eat?"

"Eat. Li Mengyao replied, a little uncomfortable sitting in one position for a long time, and moved his body again, just a slight movement, the flesh woke up again, Li Mengyao hugged him and put it on his overlapping legs, "Then again, why is the meat in the room?"

"Uh, this ......," Song Qingzhi said a little embarrassed, "Maybe I forgot to close the door when I went out, and it came in......"

"I don't think it's meat, just call it Qiuqiu, you look at it, it's all lumpy when you sleep. Li Mengyao looked at the flesh on his leg and wrapped himself into a ball, and sighed.

"I don't have an opinion, Li Mengyao, it's good if you're happy. Song Qingzhi said.

Li Mengyao was very warm, and he didn't speak.

Song Qingzhi said again: "Two days ago, on the 8th, I took the meat to the set, put it in the car, and let the team watch it. That day, I used my work mobile phone to log on to the Weibo that I opened for Rourou, and when I posted the Weibo, I made a mistake. ”

"What happened?" asked Li Mengyao.

"Originally, from the perspective of flesh and flesh,It should be called a bully.,It's a domineering bully.,And then I didn't use that mobile phone.,There's no memory of the input method.,I didn't pay attention to it...... It's just a poop ......" Song Qingzhi said while looking at Li Mengyao's expression, and the latter still didn't have any change in expression, "Li Mengyao ...... You're not going to be angry, are you......?"

"Why am I angry? Am I so hot-tempered?" Li Mengyao smiled dumbly, and suddenly restrained his smile, "Wait a minute,...... Poop?"

Only then did he notice a slight difference in Song Qingzhi's pronunciation, and the tone was different.

"Well, just two days ago, it was the day your studio issued a statement, saying that you were urgently admitted to the hospital and had to rest in bed......" Song Qingzhi's tone was quite weak.

"It's nothing," Li Mengyao said lightly, "I'm originally a poop, isn't it?"

The last half of the sentence was said to Flesh, and it screamed happily.

Song Qing smiled, leaned over and gave Li Mengyao a sip of the temperature, turned around and walked out of the room.

After breakfast, Song Qingzhi washed the dishes again, cleaned up the kitchen, fed the meat with dog food, and went back to the living room to accompany Li Mengyao to read the script.

As soon as he sat down, he stretched out his arm, and raised it slightly, Li Mengyao didn't look at him, they all knew each other and had been together for so long, it was impossible for Li Mengyao not to know what he was going to do, so when he raised his arm, Li Mengyao had already gotten into the crook of his arm.

The two men were completely close together.

Li Mengyao was reading the script, and Song Qingzhi was holding his mobile phone and playing.

After eating, Meat Meat ran over and jumped on the couch.

Song Qingzhi saw that it was about to step on Li Mengyao's body, and hurriedly stopped: "No, meat, go down!"

Flesh snorted aggrievedly.

"What's wrong?" Li Mengyao poked his eyes out of the script, and the flesh had already jumped off the sofa and was lying on the carpet, looking pitiful.

"It jumped up and wanted to lie on you," Song Qingzhi frowned, "What should I do if I step on your stomach?"

"If you step on it, what's the big deal?" Song Qingzhi was worried, but Li Mengyao didn't care at all, "It's been more than a month." ”

Song Qing was sullen and wanted to say that Li Mengyao, the person who had an inflamed and infected knife two days ago was not him?

Li Mengyao put the script on the coffee table, left from Song Qing's arms, and saw that he looked bad, so he leaned over and said "Old Song, don't be too nervous about me, I'm fine." ”

He had a cold face and didn't reply to Li Mengyao.

Li Mengyao turned his head and screamed again, Rourou quickly jumped up, Li Mengyao hugged it into Song Qingzhi's arms, and said pitifully: "Meat, hurry up and coax you to bully, he got angry and ignored me." ”

Hearing this, Song Qingzhi almost couldn't hold back his laughter, and held back again.

The flesh rubbed against Song Qingzhi, and bit the sleeve of his arm hanging by his side, and a very low whimper sounded from his mouth.

His body was very warm, and he looked sideways at Li Mengyao and patted his thigh.

Li Mengyao was extremely helpless, but he still sat down and grabbed Song Qingzhi's neck.

Song Qingzhi hugged Li Mengyao, let him stick to him, and raised his lips warmly: "What I'm most afraid of is that something happens to you...... It's good that you're okay. ”

It is probably that in the past nearly a year, they have all had a hard time, especially Li Mengyao, who did not know how much suffering he had suffered in order to protect the dynasty, so Song Qingzhi felt both fortunate and very moved every time he thought about it.

Fortunately, they didn't give up on each other and persevered.

Li Mengyao sighed and rubbed Song Qingzhi's face: "Don't think about it, I'll be in front of you." ”

"Well," Song Qingzhi replied, and then asked, "What do you want to eat for lunch?

"Where is there food at home?" asked Li Mengyao.

Song Qingzhi put the temperature of the mobile phone into his hand, "I'll take a look at the Internet." ”

Li Mengyao yawned, got off Song Qingzhi's body, sat down beside him, stretched out his hand to hold his arm, leaned on him slightly, and the flesh also jumped up, lying on Li Mengyao's lap: "Eat as you like, I haven't eaten what you made for a long time." ”

Song Qingzhi's skills are actually not very good, they can only be average, in order to take care of Li Mengyao before, he deliberately studied for a period of time, and it was okay, anyway, it was much better than Li Mengyao's cooking skills.

"Good. Song Qingzhi responded with a smile, waited for the purchase interface to open, and handed the mobile phone to Li Mengyao, "Li Mengyao, you choose, I can do it." ”

Li Mengyao took it, quickly chose some things, and asked Song Qingzhi to choose it too, and then Song Qingzhi placed an order.

An hour later, the stuff was delivered to the door.

Song Qingzhi had already guessed Li Mengyao's reaction, but he didn't say anything more, just asked again, "Have you eaten?"

Li Mengyao nodded: "Well, I ate some porridge." "Polite and distant, he didn't resist Song Qingzhi's contact and approach as before, maybe because he was still very unwell, or maybe he was afraid that Song Qingzhi had just had a small car accident, or maybe there were both reasons.

Song Qingzhi sighed, just wanted to say something, suddenly a vibration sound broke the silence in the ward, it was Song Qingzhi's mobile phone, he put the temperature of the mobile phone very high, looked down, and answered the phone.

But he didn't say a few words, judging from the short sentences, he should have asked him when he would go back to work, and he said that "I will wait until tomorrow morning to finish the examination to determine the time to go back".

Li Mengyao kept staring at Song Qingzhi.

Song Qingzhi lowered his head, his eyes looked at the ground under his feet, and he didn't notice that Li Mengyao was looking at him at all, and when he hung up the phone and raised his head, Li Mengyao's expression was obviously a little panicked, and he quickly shifted his gaze and pretended to play with his mobile phone.