When Ancha woke up the next day, it was already dark.

Her head was still groggy, and she couldn't lift her spirits.

The door was pushed open, and Qu San walked in with a bowl of porridge, and he was not surprised to see Ancha wake up.

"Awake? Get up and grab a bite to eat. ”

An Cha turned his head when he heard the sound, Qu San put the porridge at the head of the bed, and then bent down to help An Cha up.

Ancha suddenly remembered that she seemed to have fallen asleep yesterday as if she was being held by him.

For a while, Ancha felt a little uncomfortable, and always felt that something was weird.

"Did you listen to me?"

Leng Buding heard Qu San's question, An Cha was stunned, "Have you spoken?" ”

Qu San rubbed his eyebrows, and his tone was doting, "It seems that you are stupid, it's okay, I don't dislike you, drink the porridge quickly, you haven't eaten for several days." ”

Ancha just wanted to go back when she heard the first half of Qu San's sentence, and the next second she heard that she hadn't eaten for several days, and instantly felt that she was really hungry.

So he didn't care about playing tricks, and took the porridge that Qu San brought over.

Looking at the appearance of the porridge, An Chahu glanced up at Qu San suspiciously.

This porridge can't be made by Qu San himself, right?

Qu San lifted the quilt and sat down in front of An Cha, "What's wrong?" ”

"Nope." Ancha shook her head.

To be honest, Ancha is really a little skeptical that it can be eaten.

Thinking that Qu San had been staring at him, Ancha raised his hand and scooped a spoonful, struggling for a long time, and struggling to put it in his mouth.

Qu San thought that Ancha had just woken up and had not recovered yet, and his whole body was weak, so he shouted after opening, "Wait a minute." ”

An Cha was overjoyed in her heart, thinking that Qu San had finally found out her conscience and didn't let her eat it, but in the next second, Qu San's words broke her hopes.

"I'll feed you." Qu San said, took the porridge in An Cha's hand, and began to feed her.

An Cha couldn't think of a reason to refuse, looked at Qu San woodenly, and then opened her mouth mechanically.

A spoonful of the mouth, Ancha's eyes lit up.

Although the appearance of this porridge is a bit difficult to describe, the taste is really good.

Ancha felt that this was the best porridge she had ever tasted.

A bowl of porridge, it didn't take long for it to bottom.

Putting down the bowl, Qu San picked up a tissue to wipe Ancha's mouth, and his movements were natural, as if he didn't know how many times he had done it.

Ancha didn't notice anything wrong.

Suddenly, Ancha remembered one of the most important things.

Her mother, Ms. Ann!

Thinking of this, An Cha raised her head suddenly, "What about my mother?" Is she awake? ”

"Not yet." Qu San said, and lay down directly on the bed behind him.

An Cha frowned when she heard this, thinking that Ms. An's situation was very bad, "I have always used spiritual power to protect her heart, so I won't have you to make a move." ”

Qu San felt that he shouldn't be as knowledgeable as An Cha, a patient with a not very good brain, so he patiently explained, "What do you want your mother to suspect?" Or do you want Qu Wei to see something? ”

"Oh." Ancha then remembered that she seemed to be a little stupid, "Then I can go and see ......"

Before An Cha finished speaking, Qu San was already impatient with the noise, and reached out to grab her waist and take it into his arms.

"Sleep obediently, don't talk."

The distance between the two was just a snort, and the warm breath of Qu San sprayed on An Cha's face, and An Cha's face turned red uncontrollably.

Looking at Qu San blankly, An Cha blinked.

Just about to say something, Qu San had already closed his eyes and seemed to be very sleepy.