Qin Jianxiong smiled helplessly, turned around and walked to the bed, Lin Xiyue hurriedly ran over and stretched out his hand to help Qin Jianxiong sit down slowly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Grandpa." Qin Haoyu pursed his lips and shouted gently.

Qin Jianxiong looked at Qin Haoyu distressedly, and his old tears were rampant, "Does it hurt?" ”

"It doesn't hurt."

Qin Haoyu stretched out his hand to gently wipe away the tears from the corners of Qin Jianxiong's eyes, and said with a smile: "Grandpa, don't worry, I'm really fine, you see, I'm in good spirits!" ”

As he spoke, he spread his arms and smiled at Qin Jianxiong.

But it may be that he pulled the wound when he stretched his arms, Qin Haoyu snorted "mmmm", frowning slightly.

Lin Xiyue looked at it with Qin Jianxiong, hurriedly leaned over, and asked, "Are you okay?" ”

Qin Haoyu immediately regained his smile, waved his hand and said, "It's okay." ”

"Young master, don't move yet, come, drink some of your favorite abalone porridge that Qin's mother cooked for you." Mother Qin smiled and brought a bowl of light and refreshing abalone porridge, which made people very appetizing at first glance.

"Great, thank you, Mama Qin. That abalone porridge just now was so unpalatable that I wouldn't have been able to swallow a mouthful if someone hadn't forced me to drink it. Qin Haoyu said happily.

Lin Xiyue glanced at him, then turned to Qin Ma and smiled and said, "Qin Ma, let me come." ”

"yes, okay." Mother Qin smiled and nodded, and then handed the bowl in her hand to Lin Xiyue's hand.

Qin Jianxiong saw that Qin Haoyu could talk and laugh, and instantly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he said to Qin's mother: "Qin's mother, let's go back first, don't disturb his rest." ”

"Yes, sir."

Qin Jianxiong got up, patted Qin Haoyu on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "Haoyu, there is still a long way to go, this time it should be a training for you, hurry up and get me better, the company is still waiting for you to go back and take care of it." ”

"Well, I will, Grandpa. You should also take care of yourself. Qin Haoyu nodded and said.

"Grandpa, I'll send you!" Lin Xiyue put the porridge on the table and said quickly.

"No, there is Mama Qin, you take good care of him, don't be too tired yourself, rest more."

"Well, goodbye to Grandpa and Mother Qin."

After seeing them leave, Lin Xiyue returned to her seat, picked up the porridge on the table again, and carefully fed it to Qin Haoyu spoonful by spoonful.

Qin Haoyu enjoyed this kind of life of being served by others, especially the woman in front of him, and pursed his lips, "It would be good if I kept getting sick like this." ”

"Huh?" Lin Xiyue was too focused and didn't hear what Qin Haoyu said too clearly, so she asked blankly.

"It's nothing, it's just that life is wonderful with you!"

"When did you become so literary and sentimental?"

"I have a lot of potential, but you haven't discovered it yet." Qin Haoyu said proudly.

"Alright, let's wipe our mouths." Soon, a bowl of porridge was wiped out by Qin Haoyu, it seemed that he was really hungry, and the bowl of porridge just now might indeed be difficult to eat.

Otherwise, how could such a hungry person feel so uncomfortable?

Don't they all say: Hungry people feel that everything they eat is more fragrant!

"No, I want you to wipe it." Qin Haoyu said coquettishly.

But imagine that a cold male god is coquettish, will it be cute?

Lin Xiyue couldn't help laughing, and then helplessly picked up a tissue and gently wiped the remaining porridge stains on his mouth.

When Lin Xiyue's face slowly approached, Qin Haoyu reached out and clasped it, and Lin Xiyue fell on Qin Haoyu's body.