Shaking his hand: "Look...... I'm still on infusions, how to eat. ”

Ye Junmo glanced at his intact left hand: "What about the left hand?" Is it broken? ”

The threat in his eyes was clear: he didn't want me to interrupt it.

Song Ci: "......"

It's too violent to want to interrupt people at every turn!

It's not going to be violent!

When he becomes his person in the future, he must train Ye Junmo well.

Song Ci didn't dare to say anything like letting Ye Junmo feed him, and obediently ate with his left hand.

"It's unpalatable!" Song Ci took a bite and threw the spoon into the bowl.

Although it is indeed not as delicious as the Song family's chef, it is not unpalatable, it is just a very ordinary taste. But...... Song Ci is so virtuous, if he doesn't die for a day, he is uncomfortable.

"If it's unpalatable, throw it away." Ye Junmo sat on the sofa and played with his mobile phone, and said without raising his head.

Song Ci: "......"

He frowned and glared at Ye Junmo.

This scumbag!

Don't you know that he did it on purpose?

Can't you just say two nice words to listen to?

It has to be so hard?

Song Ci gritted his teeth, Ye Junmo didn't fall into his hands, otherwise, he wanted Ye Junmo to look good. Song Ci continued to eat obediently.

While eating, Song Ci looked at Ye Junmo and asked, "Are you hungry?" Do you want me to feed you? ”

Ye Junmo didn't speak, just glanced at him lightly, and still meant that: Give you a look, you can experience it yourself.

Song Ci: "......"

This incomprehensible pimple of wood!

He was really blind, how could he look at such a lump of wood?

How many empathetic beauties are there around him......

Ay...... He can't look at any of them, so why did he fall in love with a piece of wood? Why? Why?

Song Ci continued to drink porridge depressedly.

After drinking the porridge, Song Ci was satisfied again, although he ...... Ye Junmo's attitude was a little worse, but his heart was still good, otherwise, how could he buy him such fragrant and delicious porridge?

He had forgotten that he had just disliked the unpalatable porridge. I've forgotten my depressed mood just now.

Song Ci looked at Ye Junmo who was sitting on the sofa.

“……”

It seems that Ye Junmo was in that posture from just now, not moving.

Yawn...... This old-fashioned and boring man.

"Are you tired?" Song Ci asked Ye Junmo.

Ye Junmo raised his head and saw Song Ci, Song Ci patted the bed beside him: "Come up and sleep when you're tired, the master will generously divide the bed in half of you." ”

Before he gave up, he wanted Ye Junmo to sleep in another part of his hospital bed.

Ye Junmo looked at Song Ci and asked, "Have you eaten enough?" ”

Song Ci nodded: "Hmm." ”

Ye Junmo glanced at Song Ci a few times, and felt that he was in good shape, and he should be fine.

"You rest." Ye Junmo said, after speaking, he put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked towards the door.

“…… What are you doing? Song Ci asked.

"Go home." Ye Junmo said.

After sending Song Ci to the hospital, she has been accompanying Song Ci, worried about what harm will be done to Song Ci if it is effective, and now, Song Ci has woken up, eaten food, and is in good condition. Naturally, she should have gone back.

Song Ci: "!!! ”

"You're not going to stay and take care of me?" Song Ci asked in shock.

"I have to go to work tomorrow." Ye Junmo said.

Song Ci: "...... So, you're leaving me alone in the hospital? Your Ye family has harmed me like this, and it is your responsibility to take care of me. How? Do you want to be an irresponsible scumbag now? ”