Seeing the uncle nodding obediently, Song Qiaomo walked out of the bedroom and went to pour a glass of water for the uncle. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Liang Yan sat on the bed, moved his hands and feet, his head was not so dizzy, his hands and feet were weak, but he could still walk, got out of bed, and walked towards the living room.

Song Qiaomo was just about to go in, and the two happened to meet.

"Why are you up, uncle?" Song Qiaomo was holding the water, and the two almost bumped into each other just now, but fortunately the glass of water was not spilled.

"I feel better, I'm so hungry and want to come out and drink porridge." Liang Yan thought about the feeling of speaking when he became stupid, and held back this sentence awkwardly, it seemed that he was going to slowly show that his head was better, but it was good, but the memory still didn't remember.

"That's it! Then you take the glass of water, you go to the table and sit there, and I will bring you porridge. Song Qiaomo put the water cup in her uncle's hand, she turned her head and went to bring the prepared porridge to the table.

Liang Yan's heart was warm, after drinking the water, he went to the front of the table, waiting for this woman who made him think he was a sister at first sight, and came over with porridge, he had not enjoyed such warmth for a long time, although this house was small, it was much better than his villa.

Especially in that villa, there is a nasty person, and I don't know how he will solve that matter these days when he disappears.

Song Qiaomo brought two bowls of porridge to the table, pushed one bowl in front of the uncle, and said: "Uncle, what about our dinner tonight, there is only this, don't dislike this is a bowl of porridge!" I've added lean meat and vegetables to it, it's very nutritious, and if you're picky, you'll have to wait to get hungry! ”

Although Song Qiaomo said it a little fiercely, she shouldn't have said this to a sick person, but the uncle is a picky eater! Only eat meat, vegetables are not stained at all, she for this matter, did not do less ideological work for the uncle, originally thought that the child's heart was very coaxing, but the uncle's stubbornness, so that she was helpless, so she had to cook every time, the vegetables were made a little more delicious, so that the uncle could eat two bites.

As soon as she finished speaking, the uncle's face changed.

Liang Yan's eyebrows jumped, the greenery in this bowl of porridge made him feel creepy, he never liked to eat vegetables, he was a little tormented at the moment, should he eat or not?

"Uncle, you don't eat it, do you! Still don't eat vegetables? Then you'll watch me eat well. Song Qiaomo glared at the uncle and finished speaking.

Uncle, I don't believe it, you will have no appetite, you don't eat vegetables, you must correct it, Song Qiaomo made up her mind, picked up the spoon and sent a big mouthful of porridge to her mouth.

But she ignored one thing, that is, the porridge that had just been poured out of the pot, it would be very hot, and before eating, she had to blow carefully a few bites, she omitted this step, and she was the one who suffered.

It was like a bomb coming in the mouth, and if it didn't touch one place, it felt a burning sensation in that place, Song Qiaomo opened her mouth and exhaled, wanting to make the imported porridge not so hot.

"It's so hot—"

Song Qiaomo swallowed the porridge in her mouth with difficulty, immediately poured a glass of cold water, and put it in her mouth to relieve the burning sensation in her mouth.

Liang Yan saw this lively performance, with a smile in the corners of his eyes, and he didn't want this woman to find out, the corners of his mouth were trembling, which showed how hard he endured.

Song Qiaomo put down the water glass proudly, looked at the uncle opposite, glared at the uncle viciously, and spoke; "What do you see? Haven't you seen people who drink porridge? ”

Liang Yan was silent, but his head shook slightly, indicating that he had never seen porridge drink like this, and it burned to the mouth.

Song Qiaomo didn't see the slight shaking of her head, she looked at this bowl of green and white porridge, and suddenly lost any appetite, really, this bowl of porridge is also against her, and she still wants to attract the uncle's appetite, it seems that the uncle will not want to drink this porridge with vegetables.

Whew――

Song Qiaomo bowed her head in frustration, she had never been so frustrated.

Liang Yan's gaze has been on the person who is hanging his head on the opposite side, the corners of his mouth are wider, holding a spoon, scooping up a mouthful of porridge, blowing, he touched the head bowed in front of him with his hand.

Song Qiaomo looked up, but saw a spoonful of porridge in front of her, her eyes went from the spoon, slowly to the hand holding the spoon, and then to the handsome face, and then to the faintly glowing eyes, as if something was shining in the eyes, and the ghost made the gods, Song Qiaomo opened her mouth and ate the porridge.

Until the porridge entered the mouth, there was no burning feeling, it was warm, and the porridge was swallowed by Song Qiaomo.

After this series of actions was completed, Song Qiaomo reacted, what did she do just now, she actually ate the porridge fed by her uncle, what is going on? At that time, the head is blank and will be eaten.

Liang Yan was in a good mood, he took the spoon he had just fed Song Qiaomo, scooped up another mouthful of porridge, put it in his own air in front of Song Qiaomo stunned, chewed two bites, and swallowed this porridge with vegetables, it was very peculiar, I don't know if this porridge was delicious, or because of someone's relationship, he didn't find it very difficult to eat, on the contrary, he was very appetizing.

Song Qiaomo reacted at this time, and just wanted to say that the spoon was eaten by her, and she had to change it, but she saw the uncle's lips and the spoon touching, and the whole spoon was put in the uncle's mouth, and then took it out, and the porridge on it disappeared, how could this be, the uncle ate her saliva?

"Uncle, shall we change the spoon and eat?" Seeing the uncle take one bite after another, as if the bowl of porridge was delicious in heaven and earth, Song Qiaomo couldn't stand it, if it weren't for the fact that the uncle was an amnesiac person and a little stupid, she would have regarded the uncle as a disciple and punched him.

Liang Yan's hand paused, without saying a word, and pushed the porridge forward.

Uncle made this move, Song Qiaomo sighed and said: "You mean that if you want to take away the spoon, you won't eat it?" ”

Liang Yan nodded, indicating that this was what he meant.

"No discussion?"

Liang Yan shook his head, indicating that this was not possible.

Song Qiaomo was angry, she had such a violent temper, but looking at the uncle's temper like this, she couldn't be ruthless, forget it, let the uncle eat like this, anyway, he is just an adult with an IQ of only a few years old, out of sight is clean, Song Qiaomo lowered her head and ate her own bowl of porridge.

Liang Yan smiled, and then continued to eat the bowl of porridge.

Song Qiaomo couldn't stand it, the scene just now kept coming to her mind, she felt as if she had been enchanted, recalling the uncle's eyes, her face was hot, and finally, after drinking the porridge on the table in three or two clicks, she fled to the sofa.