Ji Wenqing looked at the water cup carefully, suddenly his eyes lit up slightly, and took the water cup, Qiu An estimated when he would come back and put down the water cup and leave, the water with just the right temperature flowed in his stomach, Ji Wenqing couldn't help but smile, even if Luo Qiu'an didn't want to save him at first, his gratitude to Qiu An only increased.

If it weren't for her, those indifferent passers-by wouldn't have been able to save him.

What's more, there are not many girls who are so straightforward and almost cute.

Ji Wenqing held the water glass, and a warm current flowed through his heart.

Ji Wenqing and Luo Qiu'an's grandmother's ward was only one floor apart, and Luo Qiu'an barely took much time to arrive at the door of Li Lianxiang's ward.

She gently pushed open the door of the ward, "Grandma, why haven't you slept yet?" ”

Li Lianxiang smiled kindly, "An An, don't come over so late next time, our An An is so beautiful, grandma is not at ease." ”

Luo Qiu'an walked over and hugged the old man's arm, Ji Chenhao often came over to accompany Li Lianxiang, and along with some delicious and moderate nutritional products, the old man's arm already had a fleshy appearance.

Thinking of Ji Chenhao's man, Luo Qiu'an's thoughts were a little complicated.

Li Lianxiang brushed Luo Qiu'an's head, "An An, go to sleep." ”

Luo Qiuan nodded obediently in response, and lay down on the old man's hospital bed, the original bed of about one meter five in the VIP ward had been replaced by Ji Chenhao with a large bed of more than two meters before.

Luo Qiuan was lying in her grandmother's arms, and only then did she realize that Ji Chenhao's shadow was everywhere in her world.

In her grandmother's arms, Luo Qiuan had no dreams all night, and on a rare weekend, Luo Qiuan deliberately boiled a pot of chicken soup in his small apartment.

When the pot was served, Luo Qiu'an's subordinates made a pause and divided it into two parts, filling two large bowls.

The two wards were not far apart, and after Luo Qiuan put down the chicken soup for his grandmother, he carried the thermos pot up the floor.

When she came to Ji Wenqing's door, there were already several bodyguards standing at the door, but Ji Wenqing's family was not seen in the ward.

Ji Wenqing didn't expect to see Luo Qiu'an again, and a huge light burst out on his pale face, "Qiu'an." ”

He thought that Qiu'an would not appear again.

"This is chicken soup for my grandmother, and I brought you some by the way."

Ji Wenqing was not surprised by Luo Qiu'an's straightforwardness, "There is also chicken soup, can I taste it?" ”

A little joy appeared on his pale and weak face, and Luo Qiu'an was stunned, "You can't have drunk chicken soup, right?" ”

Ji Wenqing shook his head, his diet was basically medicinal diet, and he was tired of eating it for a long time, but Wang Minzhen was always at ease and strictly controlled his diet.

Luo Qiuan thought for a moment, and then asked the doctor before putting the chicken soup in front of Ji Wenqing, she lifted the lid, and the fragrance of the chicken soup filled the entire ward, Ji Wenqing was a little surprised Luo Qiuan actually could cook, there are not many girls who can cook in this era.

What's more, the chicken soup in front of me looks appetizing.

Even if he likes this chicken soup very much, Ji Wenqing still eats slowly, and it is not difficult to see the aristocratic etiquette in his bones.

Thinking that his family background was good, Luo Qiu calmly solved the mess in the ward and let the smell disperse, so as not to worry his mother again.

For some reason, Ji Wenqing's mother always gave her a feeling that something was wrong, her concern for her son seemed to be more like a desire to control her own belongings, Luo Qiu'an frowned slightly, and drove this strange thought out of her mind.

Ji Wenqing sighed, "Qiu An's craftsmanship is really good, I just don't know who has this blessing to enjoy every day, Qiu An, what do you say?" ”

"Huh?" Few people will praise Luo Qiu'an's cooking skills directly, she generously revealed her slightly open lips, revealing a shallow pair of pear vortices.

Ji Wenqing's eyes were bound to this bright and generous smile, in his gloomy life, the procedure that was completed step by step, suddenly appeared a bright light, a bug that he faintly longed for and feared.

Ji Wenqing's hand unconsciously pinched the quilt under him, "I think my luck is never bad." ”

Otherwise, how could you meet Qiu'an.

He meant something, Luo Qiuan thought he was referring to the chicken soup he was drinking, but he was amused by Ji Wenqing's self-justifying humor, and she easily agreed, "Then I'll bring you some by the way next time I cook for my grandmother." ”

"Your grandmother? Are you also hospitalized? ”

Ji Wenqing couldn't wait to know everything about Luo Qiu'an.

"Well, she's not in good health." Luo Qiuan didn't say much, "I still have to take care of my grandmother, I'll go first." ”

The woman's back walked out of the ward, Ji Wenqing's eyes still fell on the direction she left, and there was a faint yearning in her eyes.

In the circle he has been in contact with since he was a child, the people around him are all flattering to him, and others are also afraid that he will be emotional, which will lead to a serious illness, and his attitude towards him is as cautious as a glass doll, and in Qiu An's eyes, he did not see that caution.

On the contrary, in Qiu An's body, he felt the arbitrary generosity that he had never had.

Ji Wenqing carefully took the cup beside the hospital bed, and couldn't put it down and turned it over and over.

Since that day, Luo Qiuan has gone up to the next floor from time to time to bring some nutritious tonic soup to Ji Wenqing, and the two have become familiar with each other.

Ji Wenqing has a quiet temperament and is gentle and elegant, just looking at those eyes that are like a spring breeze blowing on his face and the water waves are calm, he feels that there is no trouble.

Ji Wenqing always shows a different temperament in front of Luo Qiu'an, Luo Qiu'an thinks that he is very much like the younger brother he always wanted to have when he was a child, well-behaved and sensible.

After getting acquainted with it, Ji Wenqing knew Luo Qiu'an better, and even took advantage of Wang Minzhen's absence from time to time to go to the next floor to accompany Luo Qiu'an's grandmother.

Before Luo Qiu'an pushed open the door of the old man's ward, her grandmother's gentle voice was already heard inside, and her grandmother had never been so gentle to her.

Li Lianxiang noticed the movement at the door of the ward, "Is it An An?" ”

Luo Qiuan had no choice but to walk in, "Grandma, what are you talking about with Wen Qing?" ”

Li Lianxiang kept looking at Luo Qiu'an with strange eyes, Luo Qiu'an's expression froze for a moment, why did grandma always look at her expression recently as if she had done something wrong.

The old man didn't answer, so Ji Wenqing took the initiative to say, "It's just to talk about some things when I was a child." ”

There was a faint hint of envy in Ji Wenqing's dark pupils, it was really good for Qiu An to have such a grandmother, loving and considerate, without the slightest sense of oppression and confinement that his mother gave him, if it ...... If only this were his grandmother, Ji Wenqing lowered his curly eyelashes, and the roots of his ears were slightly red.