Hmm~"

Ming Ge blinked, his long and thick eyelashes flickered, and his little face was like a peach blossom blooming in the spring breeze, which was beautiful.

Don't you allow her to be shy for a while?

Gong Yeyan's pupils shrank, and her slender fingers couldn't help pinching the girl's sharp and delicate chin, a thin smile overflowed from her rolling throat, and her thin tone was dyed with unknown pleasure, and said, "I didn't see it before, you are still shy." ”

Ming Ge puffed up his face and said, "Then you have to take advantage of the heaven-given opportunity to take a good look at it." ”

“……”

"Do you see clearly?"

She raised her head, and her lips, which had always been delicate without lipstick, turned a faint pink cherry color due to high fever and illness, snorted and asked.

The man's throat rolled up and down, and his voice was hoarse, "It's clear." ”

He withdrew his hand.

Ming Ge got a satisfactory answer, and his delicate and lazy appearance inadvertently caught a glimpse of his hand......

She was shocked.

"My Hand ......"

How did it become a zongzi?

Layers of white gauze are wrapped on the hands, and there is no trace of slenderness.

"Wound infection is also one of the main causes of high fever." The man's thin voice suddenly became a little harsh, "My hand is also injured, and I don't know how to ask the nurse to help disinfect it in the hospital?" ”

Hmm, it's fierce.

Mingge bit her lip, when people are sick, they are always a little more delicate and fragile than usual, she muttered, "...... In a hurry, I forgot about it. ”

Gong Yeyan's handsome and indifferent silhouette tightened a little, and he almost sneered, "You can really do it." ”

"Thanks for the compliment."

Ming Ge subconsciously replied, and then raised his eyes to catch a glimpse of the man's cold and unkind face, wanting to cry without tears.

She stretched out her right hand, which was wrapped like a dumpling, and was about to grab the man's shirt, but who knew that the palace night banquet suddenly straightened up and walked out the door.

…… Let's go?

Ming Song, "......"

She sighed.

So stingy.

Mingge licked his parched lips, a little thirsty.

It's a pity that no one called her, so she had to do it herself.

Ming Ge used his intact left hand to lift the quilt on his body, his feet fell to the ground, and the door was reopened from the outside-

The palace night banquet carried a box printed with the logo of "Yufu Zhai" and turned back.

Seeing Ming Ge get out of bed, Gong Yeyan wrung his eyebrows, and let out a faint scolding in his mouth, "Go back to bed." ”

Ming Ge was holding a paper cup with his left hand, stretched out to the heat source of the water dispenser equipped with the deluxe single room, heard the sudden sound of opening the door and talking, and subconsciously turned around.

And then—

A stream of hot water with a temperature of 60 or more scalds on the back of the left hand.

&bsp;Ming Song, "......"

She's unlucky.

Gong Yeyan walked over quickly, grabbed her left hand, and saw that the back of her white hand was red, and her face sank.

&; "It's okay, it's okay, it's just a scald." Ming Ge retracted his hand and stared at him with bright eyes, "Mr. Gong, it turns out that you didn't leave!" ”

Her gaze suddenly turned to the bag the man was carrying, "What is this?" ”

Three minutes later.

Ming Ge sat back on the bed, and set up a small table in front of him, on which was a bowl of fragrant porridge, with eight small portions but better than delicate side dishes, very hearty.

"Yufu Zhai's porridge is a must in the capital, I heard that it is a shop opened by the descendants of the imperial kitchen of the previous dynasty, and it is generally refused to be delivered, how did you do it?" Mingge asked curiously.

The palace night banquet replied with one word, "money." ”

Ming Song, "......"

It's good, it's powerful.

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