I took the hot rice porridge that was placed at the head of the bed.

Lu Yan stirred the porridge soup with a spoon, scooped the spoon to his lips and tested the temperature, and handed it to her.

At this moment, Bo Jinghan is unusually obedient.

It seems that because Lu Yan stayed with her, the corners of her mouth even curled up a slight imperceptible arc.

She obediently opened her mouth and swallowed.

The eating appearance is as elegant as ever, as if every movement has been calculated in a standard way.

But that standard is a scale.

It is a scale that has been cultivated in the habit of day after day and penetrates into the bone marrow.

Even in the current state of confusion, you can't throw it away.

After a while, a bowl of porridge was drunk.

Lu Yan took a napkin and wiped her mouth for her.

"Okay, now that you're done eating, can you talk to me? Jing Han ...... You sue me, who kidnapped you? That person, you don't know! ”

“……”

I didn't expect him to ask this question.

Bo Jinghan's already chaotic mind became "Teng" hot.

The body instinctively shrank back, and his hands clutched the quilt even tighter.

There is no concealment of affection, all of which are revealed, and even if there is no answer, the answer is self-evident.

"Jing Han—"

Knock knock!

Before he could speak, a knock on the door interrupted the conversation.

"Come in!"

In response, the door opened.

Qiao Shu stood at the door frantically, and when he saw Bo Jinghan curled up on the bed, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he secretly hid a little joy.

In an instant, eyes crossed her face.

After a slight pause for half a second, he fell to Lu Yan, raised a playful smile in an instant, and said jokingly: "Yanzi, go downstairs, the Bo family's 'Foreign Minister' is here, waiting for you to meet you!" ”

After speaking, he turned his gaze back again, and greeted Bo Jinghan with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Hi, little sister-in-law!" Welcome back in triumph! ”

But strangely, Bo Jinghan ignored him.

Not only did he ignore him, but he also shrank back.

With his hands around his knees, he silently buried his head in his lap.

He knew that from a psychological point of view, this action was the easiest way to protect himself.

The brows furrowed unconsciously, and the darkness flew from under the eyes.

Qiao Shufang didn't seem to care, shrugged his shoulders easily, and made a gesture of waiting for him outside at Lu Yan, and then snorted at Wang Feiwan, who was slowly grinding upstairs, and said to the lip shape - she is awake, you go in and take a look.

house.

Lu Yan looked at the small figure curled up on the big bed, straightened her messy hair, and tidied up the obviously much wider pajamas she wore on her body.

But during the whole process, Bo Jinghan didn't move.

It seems that even he is on guard.

It must be because of the question he just asked!

"Jinghan, a doctor will come in and check on you later."

“……”

There was a silent response, only a slight tremor in the shoulders.

The pitiful but stubborn little action that didn't want people to find out really moved Lu Yan.

My heart was suffocated.

Lu Yan's hand gently rested on her shoulders and clenched it slightly.

He curled up on one leg on the bed, one leg propped up on the ground, and leaned down, forcing her to raise her head and stare at her with burning eyes.

The tone is tough and domineering, but the tone of the second half of the sentence seems to be begging for her trust-

"I'll go downstairs to take care of something, and I'll be back with you soon." Jinghan, trust me! ”