"There was a delay on the way," Dongfang Si said as he opened the porridge in his hand, which was still bubbling with hot mist.

I didn't dare to look into the man's eyes, afraid that the tears that I could hold back would pour out, and I was afraid that I would want to throw myself into his arms.

can only pretend to be casual: "Dad, Mom, you are here." ”

"Well, Youyou, you and Jun go back to rest for a while, let's stay here," Ji Lianyi looked at her daughter's tired face and said distressedly.

"It's okay, Mom, I'm not tired," Dongfang Si smiled quietly, Junjun woke up, how could she be reluctant to leave, and brought the porridge in her hand to the villain: "Come, Junjun, drink some porridge." ”

"Youyou, I'm fine, you go and rest," Junjun frowned, stubbornly looking at the person in front of him, his sensible appearance made Dongfang Siyou's heart sour, and he unexpectedly thought of what Ban Sheng said outside the operating room.

"Junjun, but I want to accompany you here," she deliberately hugged her son coquettishly.

Sure enough, although the villain pursed his lips, the light in his eyes couldn't hide it, Dongfang Si saw this, and continued: "I have rested just now, really, I don't believe you." ”

Afraid that Junjun wouldn't believe it, she deliberately pointed to another empty bed, the quilt on it didn't have time to fold, it was messy, and it looked like someone had slept on it.

"Alright," Junjun nodded.

Dongfang Qichi looked at the interaction between the two with some amusement, how did he feel that Youyou was a child, and she was still holding Junjun and coquettish.

But Junjun looks very useful.

Except for Ruan Che, no one noticed that Jun Chu's face on the side was already dark, and the air conditioner was even more desperate.

"Ahem," he wanted to remind the young lady, but before he could open his mouth, he was swept by a cold eye from the president, and he was so frightened that he quickly closed his mouth.

Jun Chu looked at the person who paid all his attention to the stinky boy, his breath became colder and colder, and his heart bubbled sourly.

Dongfang Siyou didn't notice it yet, and still clinged to his son affectionately.

Junjun inadvertently glanced behind his mother, and a touch of cunning crossed his eyes: "Youyou, I want to drink porridge." ”

"Come, I'll feed you," he said, scooping a spoonful of porridge and putting it on Junjun's mouth: "Be careful of burning." ”

If it weren't for the wrong occasion, Ruan Che would have given the little young master a thumbs up.

I am afraid that there is only one person who dares to rob the young lady with the president so blatantly.

Seeing that most of the bowl of porridge was gone, Jun Chu finally couldn't help it: "Youyou, I'll feed it." ”

Junjun didn't have to guess to know what Daddy Cheap was thinking, swallowed the porridge in his mouth, and said before Dongfang Siyou opened his mouth: "Youyou, I'm full." ”

Jun: "......"

Ruan Che: "......" covered his face, not daring to look at the president's swollen expression at the moment.

Jun Chu took a deep breath, if it weren't for Ruan Che who had been reminding him: "President, the little young master just woke up, and it's normal to not drink so much porridge", he probably couldn't help but step forward and throw the little man out of the bed.

Sure enough, it's still cute to give birth to a little princess, like this stinky boy.

No matter how dull Dongfang Siyou was, he also found that the atmosphere in the ward was a little wrong at the moment, especially when he was indoors, but he always felt a chill.

looked around, and when he found that the cold air was emanating from Jun Chu's body, the whole person was stunned: "Huh, what's wrong?"

"No," Jun shook his head, and although he said something of denial, his expression deliberately pretended to be tired.

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