Fu Shaoli nodded, stretched out his hand to open the lunch box, there was bone broth in it, Han Yao was very surprised, he didn't expect Luo Xianqing to help her prepare such a good sick meal, and his heart suddenly warmed,

Subconsciously swallowed his saliva, Fu Shaoli happened to see her like this,

"Hungry?"

There was a clear smile in his voice,

Han Yao glared at him, and his stomach screamed at the right time, and he reached out and pressed his stomach, as if he didn't want the sound of his stomach to come out.

Seeing Han Yao like this, Fu Shaoli felt funny in his heart, reached out and rubbed her head, and grabbed her shoulders with strength to help her up again.

"Okay, get up and eat something, I think the leader of the cooking squad also uses his heart to make these dishes, and don't waste people's hard work, after all, it's shameful to waste. ”

Han Yao didn't have any strength at all, so she was helped up by Fu Shaoli, looking at the man in front of her who was seriously helping her make the table, Han Yao was a little distracted.

Fu Shaoli put all the food on the small table, put a pair of chopsticks in Han Yao's hand, and pushed her hand,

"What's the daze, eat, eat more, I haven't seen you for a month, and you look a lot thinner. ”

Han Yao's face was pinched by Fu Shaoli, and the slight pain made her come back to her senses instantly, and then she reached out and slapped Fu Shaoli's messy hand away, glared at him again by the way, and lowered her head with chopsticks to eat.

While eating, he was on guard against Fu Shaoli for some other actions,

Fu Shaoli watched Han Yao eat, sat on the chair next to him, held his mobile phone, and looked down not knowing what he was looking at.

Han Yao had no strength in his hand, the hand holding the spoon trembled slightly, and with a "ding", the spoon fell back into the bowl, Han Yao looked at the spoon in the bowl and raised his head in embarrassment,

Just as Fu Shaoli also raised his head, the two looked at each other, Fu Shaoli smiled, and picked up the bowl in front of Han Yao,

"Come on, I don't know what's wrong with you like this, you will be like this, or I'll feed you, otherwise, let you eat by yourself, I don't know how much you will waste!"

Han Yao pursed his lips at Fu Shaoli and didn't speak, but he still sat there obediently, I don't know why, in front of Fu Shaoli, Han Yao could always feel a little relaxed,

"What do you think, open your mouth. ”

Fu Shaoli's spoon was handed to Han Yao's mouth, but when she didn't open her mouth, she knew that this girl had deserted again.

The hand holding the bowl pushed her arm, Han Yao opened his mouth mechanically, and swallowed the food brought to his mouth.

When Fu Shaoli saw her eating, he didn't speak, and concentrated on feeding her, the atmosphere was extremely harmonious for a while, but there was also a hint of embarrassment.

Han Yao was really hungry, so he ate a lot of things with Fu Shaoli's outstretched hand, and drank the last mouthful of soup, Han Yao looked at the rice in the bowl and wanted to eat a little more, but Fu Shaoli took the bowl and chopsticks, and Han Yao looked at him like this,

"Isn't there still food, why don't you give it to me?"

Fu Shaoli didn't move, and continued to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, Han Yao was a little unwilling,

"Didn't you say you can't waste it? It's shameful to waste!"

Fu Shaoli's hand was held by Han Yao, he looked down at the person who was looking at him on the bed, stretched out his hand and rubbed her head,

"It's a shame to waste, but if you still want your stomach, don't eat it anymore. ”

Han Yao pursed his lips, reluctantly watched the leftover meals being put away, and pulled him unwillingly.