The reconciliation between Xiao Ziyu and Ling Luo went smoothly, because both of them showed each other's hearts in front of each other, and the knots that had hurt people the most were dissolved because of this.

Although Ling Luo and Xiao Ziyu were able to rebuild their old friendship, Xiao Ziyu's body was also tossed by him enough, and the original internal injuries needed to be recuperated, and now he added an extra right arm that could not be used for the time being, which seemed to Ling Luo to be no different from a person who could not take care of himself.

After all, hands are an indispensable thing in everyone's life, Xiao Ziyu is not left-handed, naturally everything relies on the right hand to do, and now although the right hand was treated by Ling Luo in time and was able to get rid of the disability, he still can't move freely in recent times.

Being able to let a person like Xiao Ziyu do such a thing is enough to show how important Ling Luo occupies in his heart, so that he can't care about anything, and only wants to prove his sincerity.

Although Xiao Ziyu's actions really touched Ling Luo, she looked at Xiao Ziyu's hands and couldn't do everything well, but she was still light-hearted, and her heart was full of sour distress, this was her beloved man, even if he wanted to redeem her, he didn't have to do this!

Ling Luo began an extremely strict control over Xiao Ziyu, as long as there was some laborious things, he refused to let him touch them, no, the last time he saw Xiao Ziyu eating without moving a few chopsticks at all, Ling Luo even took on the job of feeding rice.

Ling Luo sat down beside Xiao Ziyu with a bowl of thick and sweet porridge, scooped a spoonful of warm and fed it to someone's lips, such a charming and intimate action Ling Luo was not very skilled, and couldn't help but have a serious expression, pretending to be a last resort, but his cheeks were already unnaturally pink.

Xiao Ziyu originally hated sweets, and he didn't touch snacks or snacks at all, and the porridge that Ling Luo made for him could smell a sweet and greasy fragrance a few steps away, and the smile on Xiao Ziyu's face condensed when it approached his nose at this time.

But looking at Ling Luo's arrogant and awkward cute appearance in front of him, Xiao Ziyu only felt that even the greasy porridge fragrance was much lighter, so he opened his mouth and swallowed the entire bowl of sweet porridge with Ling Luo's hand.

It was obviously the most annoying sweetness, but looking at Ling Luo, who was not skilled in his movements but took care of him very seriously, Xiao Ziyu felt that this bowl of porridge was the most delicious of the things he had ever eaten.

Xiao Ziyu's gaze seemed to carry a voltage of 100,000 volts, and all the emotions were so clearly exposed, the scorching Ling Luo's cheeks were crimson, and even his fingers were so stiff that he didn't know how to put them.

"I'm not eating, what are you looking at me like that?" Ling Luo originally blamed Xiao Ziyu for saying this, but her mouth was full of coquettishness, and even she herself was shocked by such a soft tone, she actually had such a coquettish time?

But Ling Luo's words were like a tinder, instantly lighting up his delicate and beautiful face, and he let out a low laugh, not a hearty daxiao, but a pleasure that slowly escaped from his throat.

Then he stretched out his left hand and grabbed Ling Luo's slender waist, and his thin lips were imprinted on the cheeks of the person in his arms, so that the already pink skin added a bit of rouge to him.