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"Actually, I'm fine! Isn't that good? Zihan's eyes locked on him.

Lin Yue innocently touched the scar on his forehead, staring at her tenderly.

Zihan slowly lowered her eyes, she really didn't know if she had done anything bad that night, so she was a little embarrassed!

Her eyelashes are thick and long, her eyebrows are curved, the bridge of her nose is high, her small mouth is slightly pouted, and her extremely delicate face is a little darker.

Lin Yue frowned slightly, turned her face, returned to the table, and put the torn chicken thighs, drizzled with sesame oil, sauce and vinegar in front of her eyes.

staring intently for a while, Zihan finally couldn't help it, grabbed it, and put it in his mouth.

"Wait!" Lin Yue shouted loudly.

quickly took a basin and took the water, pulled a white dry towel, and handed it to her calmly.

Zihan frowned slightly, it should be said that such a noble courtesy is really a bit unbearable.

Lin Yue's gaze was soft, locking Zihan's little black face.

Zihan symbolically swung his right hand in the water twice, rolled it twice on the dry towel, and grabbed a steak without raising his head.

The life of a foodie is often like this, as long as it starts, it will never stop.

Put the towel on Zihan's right hand, take it over the basin, and quickly pour it into the sink.

Turning his face, he took a pack of wet wipes, cut a corner, and put it in front of Zihan.

Fill a large bowl of chicken soup again and place it on Zihan's left hand, and the large pieces of meat are neatly placed on her right hand. Of course, chopsticks and spoons are also available.

Zihan was on a drip with her left hand, and she couldn't move, of course, she didn't want to move.

With his head stretched out, he sucked the soup and leaned 102 degrees to the right to nibble on a large piece of meat.

Sitting on the chair next to him, Lin Yue put his hands around his chest and looked at it dotingly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

After eating and drinking, Zihan honestly lay on the bed.

"You can go!" Zihan raised his head and waved his hand: "I can do it myself for a while, thank you!" ……”

Lin Yue leaned over, picked up the empty dishes, and looked at her warmly: "Be so polite?"

"That, I'm ......" Zihan raised his head, his eyes locked on his forehead, but he didn't know what to say.

The scar was covered by a lock of hair, and the whole face became more three-dimensional and handsome.

He's really beautiful!

Lin Yue raised his head, his eyes locked on her deeply, and his deep and shallow breath accompanied by a warm heartbeat made Zihan confused.

"Lin Ling's parents, have you found them?" Zihan deliberately opened the topic.

She didn't understand why Lin Yue always looked at her like this, and she could see her hairy, hairy! Isn't it, I was drunk that night and really did something bad to him?

Oh, my God? What is this called?

"I just want to borrow a pair of wings from you......" For a long time, Lin Yue exhaled slowly.

On his body, there is a particularly cool mint smell, which smells very attractive and attractive.

Zihan took a deep breath, exhaled leisurely, and looked up at his face.

The long, dense eyelashes flutter gently.

Lin Yue suddenly approached, propped his hands on the side of the bed, and looked at her meaningfully.

The two of them were close together, and his snort sprayed on her face, a little cool and itchy.

His lips opened slightly, as if he wanted to say something, and his gaze became as hot as the sun outside.

Zihan suddenly turned his face away and looked at the wall.

The embroidery is extremely exquisite, and the flowers, birds, insects and fish are lifelike.

"This is Aunt Leng's early work......" Lin Yue said leisurely.

Zihan suddenly had doubts, his eyes focused on the embroidery, and he took a breath: "Then why did she change her career later?" I heard that the embroidery girl's hands are very valuable......"

Lin Yue stood up, put his hands into his trousers, shook his head, and locked his eyes on Zihan's hands.

Slender and slender, white and tender.

Being looked at by him like this, Zihan was a little uncomfortable, she didn't know what bad things her hands had done, so Zihan decided to change her position. Treasure your hands.

It's just that the left hand, with a needle, can't be treasured!

"Do you want me to help you?" Staring at the infusion bottle, Lin Yue was thoughtful.

Zihan's face suddenly turned red!

It's just that how can I blush when I've always been arrogant?

Lin Yue saw her embarrassment, and did not speak, one hand carefully grabbed Zihan's left hand, and the right hand went to take the hanging bottle.

"There's a hook in there, you can do it!" He looked at her with a clear gaze in a faint tone.

Zihan shook her head, she really didn't want to go to the toilet!

"Brother, is my sister going to the toilet?" Suddenly, Zixin's bright eyes crowded between them.

Zihan's head is not a little black, it's all black! Stretched out his hand and pinched Zixin's nose fiercely, Zihan stared at his eyes in annoyance: "Help my sister, I'm going to stand for a while!" ”

"Oh! Sister, I'm sorry, I still have to paint, then, I won't accompany you!" Staring at the empty dishes, Zixin was thoughtful.

"Brother, you can go too! Ignore her! It's so hot, and I don't know how to stay at home, it's stupid! Zixin looked disgusted.

Zihan's eyes widened, staring at Zixin, this stinky boy, how dare he offend his sister like this!

"Zixin, don't be rude to your sister, it's none of your business!" Lin Yue and Yan Yue.

The collar of the white shirt is open, the collarbone is clear, and the skin is white and delicate.

Putting the hanging bottle back in place, Lin Yue reached out to help Zihan's arm.

Zixin stretched out his head with interest and stared.

With his hands in his trousers, he looked laid-back.

"Sister, brother-in-law, little brother is going to study!" Zixin suddenly shouted loudly and strode out of the door.

Zihan's face was instantly hot.

Fortunately, the skin is not white and the appearance is not obvious.

It's just that Lin Yue's face was slightly flushed, and the big hand holding her arm tightened.

"Stinky boy! See if my sister doesn't beat you! Touching the pillow, Zihan threw it out.

Lin Yue strode forward, raised his arm slightly, and caught it steadily.

"Sister, you fight! Hit! I have my brother-in-law to help me! You can't fight! Hehe! Zixin tilted his head, squeezed his eyebrows, and looked proud.

Zihan's face was gloomy, and he raised his fist and clenched it in the air.

Lin Yue's face was full of spring, and his eyes were burning at Zihan.

It seems that he is very interested in the word brother-in-law!

"Stinky boy, you come back for me, I don't believe I can't cure you!" Zihan pushed Lin Yue's arm away and slid off the hospital bed.

The eyebrows were slightly raised, but no, they touched the pain point again.

Lin Yue caught it.

Zihan's body slid softly into his arms.

Zihan's face flushed.

"Sister, brother-in-law, I'm leaving!" Zixin tilted his head and leaned over, then turned around quickly and closed the door.

Inside, it was suddenly dark.

An inexplicable panic hit the top of Zihan's head, and fine beads of sweat slid down his forehead.

Her palms are cold, cold!

His breath was deep and shallow.

"Smack!" The bedside light is on!

Lin Yue quickly helped her to the bed and lay down!

Looking back, he stared at the empty infusion bottle, turned around, and went to the shelf to get another bottle.

When he looked back, Zihan stood in front of the bed, one hand hanging in the air, and the other hand pressed on it.