It seems that she has a nightmare, Wanzhi's head is covered with cold sweat, and her hands are a little unsteady, groping around, as if she wants to grab something.

Chanyeol, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, gently held his restless hand and reached out to wipe away the sweat beads for Wanzhi.

"Chan, Chanyeol? Hiss, it hurts! ”

Looking at Wanzhi, who was grinning in pain, Chanyeol was a little distressed, but he didn't show Xiàn, but lit up his big white teeth: "Haha, Wanzhi, you look so funny!" ”

"Chanyeol, I'm a wounded, can't you stop hitting me? Oba! ”

Wanzhi sold Meng without reservation, and when she saw it, she had goosebumps all over her body, and quickly changed the topic: "By the way, Wanzhi, how could you get hurt?" And the injury is so strict? ”

Ben was smiling and covering his head for a moment, and the harsh words floated into his mind, "Li Wanzhi, it's all because of you, it's you who caused them to survive until now!" ”

"Do you think you're helping them?"

…… Wanzhi shook her head painfully, but was nervously grabbed by Chanyeol's shoulder: "Wanzhi, what's wrong with you, does your head hurt?" I'll call a doctor! ”

Just as Chanyeol was about to rush out, Wanzhiyan quickly stopped him: "Chanyeol, I'm fine, don't call a doctor, just take a rest." ”

After speaking, Wanzhi lay down, closed her eyes, and stopped talking, and the seemingly calm surface was actually turbulent.

Chanyeol moved to the window, and as expected, reporters were crowded outside the hospital gates, flashing lights searching everyone who left the hospital.

Seeing this, Chanyeol's hand pulling the curtain suddenly clenched, and the knuckles of his fingers turned white, then turned red, and then dangerously bloody...... With so many journalists, how can we solve it?

Wanzhi was thinking about the events of that day with her eyes closed, but she didn't expect to fall asleep again.

When I woke up again, it was already dusk, and when I opened my eyes, I saw Chanyeol busy.

Seeing that Wanzhi woke up, Chanyeol hurriedly helped Wanzhi to sit up, and then brought the porridge he had just bought from outside: "Wanzhi, you must be hungry, eat something quickly." ”

As he spoke, he scooped up a spoonful of porridge and handed it to Wanzhi's mouth.

And Wanzhi was shocked by Chanyeol's behavior and was stunned at the moment, uh, Chanyeol, I'll just come by myself!

”

Chanyeol stared at Wanzhi's head with his eyes for a long time: "The injury on the head is not healed yet, what if the porridge is not served well and burns yourself, right, Wanzhi, I think about you!"

”

Listening to Chan Lie gushing about the benefits of him feeding Wanzhi, Wanzhi lowered his head silently: "What you said makes so sense, I can't refute it......"

Chanlie smiled and handed the porridge to Wanzhi's mouth, and smiled brightly: "Wanzhi, obedient, come, open your mouth...... Right!

”

"Poof, Chanyeol, you're wrinkled with laughter.

”

Wanzhi's hand attached to Chanyeol's eyes, and when Chanyeol grabbed it, the two of them froze at once.

Wanzhi's eyes were looking around, but he didn't look at Chanyeol, and he felt that Wanzhi wanted to withdraw his hand, and Chanyeol made it harder.

"Chanyeol, I'...... Yes!

”

Before he finished speaking, Chanyeol pulled hard, and Wanzhi fell into Chanyeol's arms, and Chanyeol lay on the bed with a wicked smile, looking at Wanzhi with straight eyes: "Why, like me so much?"

But I'm generous, hug me if you like me!

”

After speaking, he turned over and pressed Wanzhi under him, he buried his head in Wanzhi's ear, and the warm breath sprayed on Wanzhi's ear: "Li Wanzhi, I like you, I am Park Chanyeol, I like you!"

”

Pink bubbles fluttered in the air, and the heartbeat was accelerating, plopping, plopping............