"I don't have much ......" Leng Yi'an picked up the bowl with a little pain and muttered in a low voice: "In the future, my mother must make me egg fried rice every day." ”

Leng Haochen: "......"

Don't!

After a while, Song Xingchen came out hard and handed the egg fried rice to Leng Haochen: "Eat a little first, Uncle Wang should come over soon." ”

Leng Haochen shook his head and didn't answer: "I'm hungry and have no strength." ”

"Mom, I'll eat it myself today, I don't need you to feed it." Leng Yi'an hurriedly came over to add fuel to the fire: "You feed Dad, he's too pitiful." ”

Song Xingchen's eyes widened: "I'm feeding?" ”

Are you kidding?

Leng Haochen did it on purpose, right?

It's just that An An also rebelled? Didn't he go to his side before?

"Thank you for your hard work." Leng Haochen didn't give Song Xingchen a chance to refuse at all, thanked him directly, and opened his mouth confidently to wait for feeding.

Leng Yi'an on the side was still urging: "Mom, hurry up and feed, didn't you say that the patient needs to eat well to get better quickly?" Dad is also a sick person, and he can't go hungry. ”

These words were said by Song Xingchen when he coaxed An An to eat, and now the little guy has learned and used it to successfully block her retreat.

Never mind.

Since you can't hide, let's take one step at a time.

Just treat Leng Haochen as an An'an.

"Come, open your mouth." Song Xingchen deliberately blew the hot rice, and said in a coaxing tone: "Ah......"

Leng Haochen was slightly stunned, seeing that there was a sly smile hidden on her face, the corners of her lips were hooked, and then she opened her mouth without any burden, but her deep eyes stared at Song Xingchen, as if she wanted to eat her into her mouth.

Song Xingchen's face turned red at the sight of Leng Haochen's debony eyes, and he almost stuffed the spoon into Leng Haochen's nostrils: "You eat well, what do you see me doing?" ”

Leng Haochen smiled: "It's good-looking." ”

Song Xingchen's ears also turned red: "Don't speak, you better stop talking." ”

How can Leng Haochen be more fickle than a woman, sometimes cold and sometimes hot?

It's getting weirder and weirder lately.

Song Xingchen finished feeding the meal, and hurriedly hid in the kitchen to clean, and Mo Mo'er didn't go out for a long time, until Uncle Wang came in, she had to move back to the ward step by step.

Leng Yi'an was already lying on her small bed, and when she saw her come out, she instinctively stretched out her hand to hug her: "Mom, I want to sleep." ”

Song Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards Leng Yi'an.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Suddenly, Leng Haochen coughed violently.

Song Xingchen subconsciously stopped: "What's wrong?" Is there something uncomfortable? ”

Leng Haochen clenched his fists to his lips, still saying the same sentence: "The wound hurts." ”

Leng Yi'an suddenly came back to his senses, thought of the agreement with his father, and reluctantly withdrew his little hand: "Mom, just now the doctor said that Dad's wound has not healed yet, and it is best to have someone to accompany the bed at night to save him from moving ......"

As he spoke, he took Song Xingchen's hand and said solemnly, "So, you stay and sleep with your father." ”

"How's that going to work?" Song Xingchen subconsciously refused.

Immediately afterwards, he saw Leng Yi'an's little face sank, and he forcibly endured his grievances and asked, "Why not?" Other people's mom and dad sleep together, you, don't you want to be my mom? ”

Song Xingchen was speechless and didn't know how to explain.

"Hmph, I know, you've been lying to me, don't think that if I don't want to hurt you, you can bully me......" Leng Yi'an lifted the quilt and said coldly: "Big deal, I'll jump into the sea and feed the sharks, anyway, I'm a child without my mother's love......"

knew that An An was pretending to be pitiful, but when she heard An An say this, Song Xingchen's heart still felt like it was soaked in a vinegar vat, which made her sour and painful.

"An An ......" looked at An An with an aggrieved face, her heart softened, and she still compromised: "Okay, I promise you, I will accompany you, and your father will sleep together." ”

……

When it was time to go to bed, Song Xingchen lay on Leng Haochen's hospital bed, carefully moved to the very edge, maintained a stiff posture, and breathed as shallow as possible.

Leng Haochen lay on the other side with a dark face, looking at Song Xingchen's tense back.

Although they lay together, there seemed to be an uncrossable galaxy in the middle.

His hand stretched forward, seeing that she froze instantly, and deliberately pretended to be asleep, Leng Haochen's dark eyes flashed, and he withdrew his hand and closed his eyes.

She was his lost treasure, and he couldn't scare her and let her run away.

Song Xingchen waited so long that his eyelids were about to fight, and finally a long breath came from behind him.

Whew, great, Leng Haochen finally fell asleep.

If he doesn't sleep again, she has to think about whether to knock him out directly.

Song Xingchen subconsciously glanced back at Leng Haochen, under the moonlight outside the window, the man looked like a holy immortal, and his beauty made people's hearts pound.

However, as long as I thought of the way he coldly sarcastically mocked her and said that he was seducing him, that little bit of excitement disappeared without a trace in an instant.

He has such a bad personality, no matter how good-looking he looks, it's useless.

Song Xingchen sighed softly, and then fell asleep in a daze.

After a while, Leng Haochen, who was originally 'asleep', suddenly opened his eyes, lay on his side without hesitation, scooped Song Xingchen into his arms with a big hand, and hugged him tightly.

He stared at Song Xingchen's face tightly, the corners of his mouth twitched, revealing a dark smile: "Nuan Nuan, don't want to escape from the palm of my hand again in your life." ”

A good night's sleep.

Day 2......

Song Xingchen slept in a daze, only feeling that there was a big stove behind her, which made her sweat hot, but she couldn't push it away.

She slowly opened her eyes, and the results ......

The eye is Leng Haochen's chin with green stubble, which is a little prickly.

The point is, how could she be in Leng Haochen's arms?

His hand was still on her......

"Ah, rascal!" Song Xingchen blushed suddenly, covered his collar with one hand, vigorously pushed Leng Haochen away with the other, and then kicked Leng Haochen off the hospital bed.

The sound of 'dong ......' is the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Leng Haochen sat on the ground with a dark face and said, "Song Xingchen, are you crazy?" ”

"Who told you to take advantage of others? Sleep with me in your arms, and touch me ......" Song Xingchen couldn't say any more, and glared at him hatefully: "What do you want to do?" ”

Leng Haochen's attitude towards her is hot and cold, as if she is teasing a pet dog, when she is an emotionless robot?

"I'm taking advantage of someone's danger?" Leng Haochen raised his eyebrows, directly slapped a rake, and said seriously: "Song Xingchen, you got into my arms by yourself last night." ”

As he spoke, he furrowed his brows and showed a painful expression: "You pressed me all night last night, and kicked me out of bed early in the morning, do you want me to be discharged from the hospital?" ”