"Misunderstanding?"

Meng Luo's face turned cold again, and it looked as if I owed him much money.

Then I didn't say anything to him, just looked at him vigorously, hoping that he would be glared out by me, but apparently there was not much hope, and he was still standing here in the end.

"Sister Ying, you're awake, I'll serve you porridge, it's still hot!"

Suddenly, Mo Sui, who happened to walk in, saw me wake up, and immediately looked at me with great joy.

"Me?"

I opened my mouth to refuse, but my stomach crumbled at this time.

"Gollum?"

"Gollum?"

The strange noise made my face crimson. I can't continue to say the next words.

"Sister Ying, you wait, I'll be here soon."

Mo Sui then happily walked towards the outside of the bedroom, at this moment there were once again two people left in the bedroom, Meng Luo and me, the embarrassing atmosphere permeated my surroundings from time to time, making me feel uncomfortable, I couldn't say it if I wanted to, I didn't have the strength to leave, I could only sit stiffly on the bed and look at the person in front of me.

At the same time as I looked at him, he also stared at me tightly, his eyes exuded a kind of eyes that I couldn't say, and I saw all kinds of apprehension in my heart, self-mocking thinking, who did I provoke badly, but I provoked such a great ancestor, and finally I was completely speechless, how long would I have to survive in such an atmosphere, and would anyone appear to save my poor child.

Apparently not, because this situation is still going on at the moment, and my whole face is a little broken. There was no trace of mental stupeness at all.

"Sister Ying, the porridge is here, you're hungry!"

Mo Sui's voice came to my ears like a heavenly sound, making me feel as if I had found a savior in an instant.

His eyes were firmly fixed on Mo Sui, who walked in with a bowl, and his heart began to gradually relax.

"Sister Ying, you eat first, I still have some things to deal with."

I just wanted to open my mouth and say the words of letting Mo Sui stay with me, the little Mo Sui put the bowl on the bedside table, and left the bedroom with a smoke, I've seen a pit, but I really haven't seen such a pit, is she really good to me like this? Once again, my heart began to tangle.

"Spikelet? I'm in pain, you come and feed me. ”

In the end, I can only use a killer move, and I still don't believe that this little girl Mosui can leave me hungry and go to her own business.

"Meng Luo, help me feed Sister Ying."

After Mo Sui casually said such words to Meng Luo, who was standing aside, he was never seen again. Is what she's going to do more important than staying with me? I couldn't help but wonder if my own charm in front of Meng Luo had disappeared.

"I'll feed you."

Meng Luo's good-looking willow eyebrows were raised, and he opened his mouth at me.

"I don't? Hungry! ”

I hurriedly refused, if I let Meng Luo in front of me feed me, then I'm afraid I wouldn't dare to think about the consequences, in the end I would rather be hungry than feed me by this cold-faced god in front of me, so it is estimated that when I fill my stomach, it will be almost before my death.

"Open your mouth!"

He is completely hegemonic, and at this moment I am like a doll without human rights, defeated in the process of confronting him.

"Don't make me say it a second time!"

He looked at me and still stunned, and after not moving, he opened his mouth again and said such cold words. I instinctively shuddered and moved farther away from him, and the next moment he was sitting on the bed.

"You, what are you going to do?"

I was very nervous.

"Cramming?"

Suddenly, his big hand reached out to me, grabbed me like a chicken, and pulled me into his arms.

"You let me go."

I struggled to get out of his arms, but the next moment he held me down, and I couldn't move for a while.

"You have two choices, obediently finish the meal, or be forcibly poured by me by cramming."

He lowered his head and leaned into my ear and spoke his proposal.

"I'm really not hungry."

My whole body was completely quiet, and at this moment I didn't dare to doubt the truth of Meng Luo's words in front of me, but there was always a faint premonition in my heart, if I didn't do what he said, then he would definitely choose the second way to treat me cruelly, so compromise is sometimes not the best choice.

I began to stop struggling, lying in his arms, and he let go of me, allowing me to move freely, although there was still a faint pain with every movement. But I squirmed out of his arms and kept what I thought was a safe distance from him.

"Eat?"

I don't think in this life I would feel that Meng Luo would be the one who feeds the food, and even his hand can serve the bowl seems to me to be a very strange thing, but right now he is really doing such a thing.

I ate one bite at a time, and the whole process was not as difficult as I imagined, maybe I was hungry, or maybe I seemed quieter at the moment, so he didn't say anything, just blindly maintained the feeding process, until the whole bowl of porridge was drunk by me to the bottom, he let go of the fragile me at the moment.

My little heart jumped wildly because of his actions, for fear that he would give me some kind of accident, and I couldn't stand it. When it was finally over, I was about to lie down, but was stopped by his hand, and I stared at him with big eyes, and my heart was so different that I almost opened my mouth to ask: what is he going to do?

But in the end, I held back and didn't ask.

His next action made me even more incomprehensible, his hand took the tissue on the table, gently wiped the corners of my mouth for me, and then used both hands to firmly support my shoulders, and slowly flattened my body.

I felt gentleness in his movements, it was a very strange feeling, especially in such a cold person, it was even more different from what I felt in others, although he expressed it very stiffly, but it made me feel that it was not pretentious at all, maybe there was another gentle Meng Luo under his cold face!

Lying on the bed, I began to think cranky, thinking about the gentle Meng Luo who appeared in my most difficult time, could he and him really be two different people? Why did they imagine it so much, and I also learned from his mouth that his name was not called Meng Luo, so who was he and why he appeared next to me.