Chapter 678: The news of Zhong Shaoqing's plastic surgery was exposed by you, right?

Stunned, she swallowed her saliva and lowered her eyes slightly: "No, I want to drink some water first." ”

I'm so thirsty.

Just now, I just cared about tearing up with You Xinyi and leaving the matter of drinking water behind, and I felt thirsty at this time.

"Hmm."

The smile on the man's face faded as he turned to pour the water, turning his back to the woman.

When he came back, he had an extra glass of water in his hand, and a warm smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Lin Zitong stretched out his hand to pick it up, but he didn't give it, but said, "I'll feed you." ”

After speaking, he sat down beside her, raised his head slightly and took a sip into his mouth, then lowered his head and stopped her.

The warm water crossed her mouth, and she swallowed it all hungrily.

So he drank it into his mouth and fed it to her in this way.

After drinking a glass of water, he evoked a wicked smile: "Do you want more?" ”

"Don't." Her face was as red as a Fuji apple, and she could clearly feel the sound of her heartbeat, and she answered in a low voice.

You Haoze's chest shook slightly, let out a low laugh, and gently stroked and touched her hair.

"Do you remember, I fed you medicine and water like this for the past two days?"

Well, when she fell asleep, she actually had a little bit of an impression.

She seemed a little embarrassed to say, "No, I don't remember." How long have I been asleep? ”

The man's long fingers hooked her long hair behind her ears, and the movements were natural and smooth, as if she had done it countless times.

"It's been two whole days."

Ozer ......

Lin Zitong gently bit the back of his hand, letting the words that bubbled in his throat swallow raw.

'There's something I want to ask you.' He didn't say anything.

A hint of darkness quickly slipped under his bottomless dark eyes, but his face remained calm and soft.

"Let's drink this bowl of porridge first. Come, I'll feed you. ”

She coughed lightly, "Let me do it myself." ”

The man's eyes suddenly dimmed, like a meteor, as if he wanted to say something, but remained silent.

He held the bowl, and Lin Zitong took the soup spoon and scooped the porridge to drink.

The room was quiet for a while, and the atmosphere inevitably became oppressive.

It is clear that the sky is blue and the sky is white, but there is a sense that the mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings.

For some reason, this feeling is inexplicably reminiscent of the severed head meal eaten by death row inmates before they die.

Although the metaphor is extremely inappropriate, the dull feeling is almost suffocating.

When you love each other, you need to be sincere, when you are angry, you need to be calm, when you are happy, you need to be understanding, and when you are happy, you need to be tolerant.

Lin Zitong tried his best to suppress his emotions and repeatedly warned himself not to mess with him again.

He loved her very much, she loved him very much, and they should no longer quarrel over outsiders.

However, for her, Zhong Shaoqing is not an outsider, she is a friend and confidant who has lived and died together.

Before, she didn't know him.

Now that she had remembered him, how could she be indifferent?

There's no way she can leave him alone!

After drinking a bowl of porridge, each put down the bowl and spoon, was silent with each other, and looked at each other.

She looked at him silently and saw herself in his eyes.

The air was silent like the Dead Sea in this moment, precipitating something unknown.

In the end, it was You Haoze who took the lead in breaking the silence: "Say what you want to say, don't hold it in your heart." ”

She tried hard to control her tone, and asked as calmly as possible: "The news of Zhong Shaoqing's plastic surgery was exposed by you, right?" ”

He was silent, his eyes suddenly became cold, and his face was already cold.