There was a rare warmth between Ou Zhexi and Lan Moying in the ward, but Ling Zihan in the corridor outside the ward was extremely lonely. His arrival, Lan Moying didn't know, Ling Zihan was recruited quietly, and he went quietly.

When Ling Zihan walked on the way back, there was not much road from the aisle of the hospital to the parking place, but he walked for a long time and walked extremely hard. He has always thought that no matter where he is in his work, he has not let his mental strength 'cross'. However, the two emotional experiences were so tired that he was about to lie down.

Love, but every time is fruitless, how can such an encounter make the very proud Ling Zihan give up? His proud heart is very uncomfortable, but in the face of the 'woman' he loves, he refuses to let go easily, which dooms him to be tired at this time.

Ling Zihan walked all the way like this, walking in the autumn sun all the way, he felt the dazzling eyes of this ray of sunshine. He sat in his car and pondered for a long time, and then roared away with a foot on the oil 'door'. Because, the mood brought to him at noon today is really too heavy, and he has expected this scene a thousand times when he sees it, but it doesn't make him worry at this moment.

Perhaps, God has never made everyone happy, right? When Ling Zihan was lost, Ou Zhexi was in a good mood at this moment. He saw the intention for him from Lan Moying's body, although Lan Moying kept saying stubborn words on her mouth, her heart always cared about him.

Ou Zhexi picked up the bowl of soup and exhaled softly, and then he picked up the spoon to feed Lan Moying. Lan Moying was shocked by his sudden movements, and he didn't know what to do. She immediately reached out to pick up the soup bowl in Ou Zhexi's hand, but Ou Zhexi dodged it with agility.

"Don't move, open your mouth!" Ou Zhexi ordered Lan Moying to open his mouth with an evil smile. There was a magnetic 'sex' evil in this order, so Lan Moying didn't know what to do. She felt that the relationship between herself and Ou Zhexi suddenly became indescribably ambiguous.

"Open your mouth, the soup is too cold, it's not good!" Ou Zhexi finished speaking, and handed the soup to Lan Moying's mouth again, his eyes full of anticipation. His eyes at this time were no longer as deep and cold as before, but had a rare tenderness. Such a tenderness caught Lan Moying off guard, what should I do?

"What, I'm afraid that I won't poison you?" or just refuse to open your mouth?" Ou Zhexi looked at Lan Moying with a playful expression, and he didn't feel Lan Moying's stubbornness. Therefore, he wanted to use the 'agitation' method to make her open her mouth, but the effect was not very good.

"Lan Moying, is it so difficult for you to open your mouth?" Ou Zhexi looked at Lan Moying, who still hadn't opened his mouth, and continued to ask with a teasing face, the smile on the corner of his mouth became even stronger. It was so thick that Lan Moying didn't know what he was laughing at, could it be that he was very funny at this time?

"Open your mouth!" Ou Zhexi's deep voice full of magnetic 'sex' continued to repeat the sentence, he ignored Lan Moying's indifference. Lan Moying was still deadlocked, feeling that such an intimacy made people feel uncomfortable all over their bodies.

"I'll eat it myself, it's awkward for you to feed it like this!" Lan Moying looked at Ou Zhexi's spoon raised in her mouth and said, she felt that she was not used to such an intimacy between herself and Ou Zhexi, and it made her feel awkward.

At this time, Ou Zhexi didn't say anything, but directly handed the spoon to her mouth, and the residual warmth of the spoon had already touched her lips. This residual warmth spread on her lips, perhaps out of instinct, Lan Moying finally opened her mouth that had been closed for a long time. Ou Zhexi suddenly felt a kind of joy after victory, and he fed Lan Moying soup with a spoon and spoon.

Originally, because of this awkwardness, neither of the two of them spoke, but after a few spoons, Ou Zhexi's movements became much more proficient than before. He Ou Zhexi has never fed anyone soup since he was a child! Today, these actions of his make him feel that he is very warm now, and his heart is also very comfortable.

At this time, he looked at such a quiet Lan Moying, and the anxiety in his heart instantly disappeared. What Ou's stock plummeted, what Ling Zihan and Jason's rivals, what yesterday's miscarriage, and all the public opinion in the forum, for Ou Zhexi, these are all floating clouds.

Lan Moying looked at Ou Zhexi, who was so careful, and the emotion in her heart was growing. She felt that her heart was soft at the moment, and she was so soft that she was almost 'lost' in her own intoxication.

Lan Moying had to admit that she felt happy at this time. The great happiness of life is to be able to find the direction of your heart. At this moment, Lan Moying felt that the direction of his heart had been found, and he felt a kind of happiness after belonging in this direction.

The two of them looked at each other, and there was an indissoluble intensity in their eyes. Such a tacit understanding may be the first time since the two people met, but today's two people must be warm when others look at them from the window. At this moment, a pair of eyes full of anger and resentment stared at them at the window.

The 'door' of the ward, which had always been quiet, was pushed open, and Mu Yunqing walked in with a blue face. After she walked in, her eyes kept scanning Lan Moying's face and the bowl in Ou Zhexi's hand. After a long time, cold words rang out.

"Zhexi, now that Ou is in a 'chaos' and 'chaos', you still have Yaxing here to feed your wife and drink soup? Are you too hypocritical to ignore Ou Shi for the sake of a 'woman'? You are really an ordinary good Yaxing!" Mu Yun's clear eyes never left Lan Moying's face since he came in.

She looked at Lan Moying with a cold face, as if she had a feeling that she wanted to peel Lan Moying alive. What Mu Yunqing's eyes revealed was a kind of anger and hatred towards Lan Moying, at this time, when she was in dire straits, she bumped into her son but accompanied a 'woman' in the ward, how could she not hate this 'woman'?

"Mom, why are you here at this time? Are you here to deliver food to Moying?" Ou Zhexi knew that his mother would definitely not come to Lan Moying to deliver food, he just didn't want to quarrel with his mother, so he took the opportunity to change the topic.

"I'll bring her food, I don't have this spare time!" Mu Yunqing said with a disdainful face, she didn't care if Lan Moying had lunch at all, she cared about when she left here. Today, Mu Yunqing came to the hospital to ask why Lan Moying had a sudden miscarriage, she didn't want to see her son feeding others soup as soon as she came, how could she not be angry?

"Mom-" Ou Zhexi was very helpless about Mu Yunqing's words. However, I don't want to have too many arguments with her. Ou Zhexi felt that it was really not interesting to quarrel with his mother too much. If the quarrel continues, Mu Yunqing will be angry with Lan Moying again.

Mu Yunqing raised his head and looked at Ou Zhexi, his face becoming more and more ugly. Ou Zhexi knew that his mother didn't know what unpleasant words were going to burst out next.

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