"Let's have something to eat." Aunt Gu specially prepared a clear porridge, "If you don't wake up, the little master won't eat." Mr. Mu has not eaten since he came back. ”

Bo Huan has not realized once or twice that Mu Bao cares about him.

But Mu Han was ......

"I have a cold, let's take him out, otherwise I will get infected."

Bo Huan spoke softly.

As he spoke, he raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanshen, and his heart chuckled.

She suddenly heard the words that the man said during the day: Do you want to be with me?

Hearing Bo Huan's words, the little guy shook his head desperately, grabbed her hand and refused to let go.

He's not leaving!

"You'll come in after you've eaten, okay??"

Bo Huan was a little embarrassed, but he couldn't bear to refuse.

Mu Bao nodded obediently, raised his eyes to look at Mu Hanshen, then looked at Aunt Gu, and finally stretched out his little hand to Aunt Gu.

"Hug."

Seeing Mu Bao's reaction, Bo Huan was stunned for a moment.

He thought that Mu Bao was just afraid of Mu Hanshen, and it seemed that he was still a little resistant.

Did something happen between their father and son?

Seeing that Mu Hanshen's face was gloomy, Bo Huan pursed his lips and spoke: "Aunt Gu, please feed Mu Bao." ”

"Miss Bo, can you dine by yourself?" Aunt Gu was a little worried, because of the infusion, her right hand was swollen and tall, and she looked soft and unenergetic.

"Yes, you can."

Bo Huan responded.

Seeing this, Aunt Gu looked at the expressionless man on the side, and left the room with Mu Bao in her arms.

Bo Huan raised her hand to get the spoon, but she didn't want her hand to be so weak that she couldn't even pick up the spoon.

Half of the porridge in the bowl overflowed on the plate.

Bo Huan frowned, and when he wanted to get it again, the bowl on the plate was suddenly taken by a pair of big hands with distinct bones.

Bo Huan raised his eyes, and saw Mu Hanshen with one hand in his trouser pocket and a bowl in the other, staring at her with a smile.

"Just like you, you still want to fight with them and look for death."

Mu Han said in a deep voice, pulled over the chair and sat in front of Bo Huan, staring at her expressionlessly.

Bo Huan bit his lip and didn't have the energy to argue with him.

Mu Han sat down, scooped a spoonful of porridge and handed it to Bo Huan's mouth, seeing that she stared at herself without reacting, Mu Hanshen's sword eyebrows twisted slightly: "Look at what, there is no poison in it!" ”

"Mr. Mu, I'll do it myself." Bo Huan opened his mouth, although the high fever subsided, his breath was still hot.

The breath is like a cloud, and the voice sounds soft, as if coquettish.

Mu Hanshen was suddenly so good, and he had to feed her with his own hands, Bo Huan always felt flattered and unsteady.

"In front of me, a hard mouth doesn't end well." Mu Han snorted coldly, "It's the first time I've served someone, you open your mouth honestly, don't make me angry!" ”

Bo Huan frowned.

It's so damnning, she didn't force him to feed herself.

After thinking about it, he opened his mouth and drank the porridge.

Mu Hanshen's surface was cold, but his movements were extremely gentle, which almost made Bo Huan forget his original poisonous tongue and flattering appearance.

The porridge is very warm and enters the spleen and lungs.

Since his mother died, Bo Huan has forgotten how long it has been since he was taken care of like this.

She was pretended to be strong, and she was vulnerable in front of Mu Hanshen.

Bo Huan blinked, lowering her head to prevent Mu Hanshen from noticing the strange emotions on her face.

But what kind of person is Mu Hanshen, Bo Huan's every move is seen by him.

Surprisingly, he didn't say anything.

Staring at Mu Hanshen's movements, Bo Huan pursed his lips and said softly: "Why did Mr. Mu choose me?" ”

With his identity, it is better to choose any woman than her.

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See you in the evening and ask for tickets.