Especially, when this fact was directly exposed by Cheng Ye......

Song Jia's heart: "*%$#@*&^"

Cheng also saw that she didn't speak.

The head is still low, like an ostrich.

Without saying a word, he directly opened the door of the bathroom and squeezed in sideways.

"Huh...... What are you doing here......"

"Aren't you inconvenient to go to the bathroom?" Cheng also said lightly.

There was no shame at all about breaking into the girls' bathroom.

On the contrary, it feels as easy as following up on your own door.

"Then I'll help you."

Song Jia heard him say this.

Moment.

Her heartbeat soared directly to one hundred and eighteen!

What a little heart that doesn't fight!

You can slow down!

……

Cheng also carried Song Jia to the hospital bed.

Attentively, he also shook her bed up, and the quilt was folded.

Song Jia didn't go back to bed.

The face is all red.

Her skin was already white.

At this time, it is even more visible ruddy.

She didn't even dare to look at Cheng Ye.

Cheng is nothing.

After his princess hugged her and placed her.

He got up again and went to the cupboard to get dinner.

Considering that Song Jia's hand was dislocated.

Calcium supplementation should be given more.

So he went to the best Huiyuan restaurant in the city.

Bought bone broth, and a small dried fish, two servings of vegetables.

Song Jia likes to eat fish.

This point, Cheng has also been from nine years ago.

Remember it now.

I heard the sound of unpacking bags in my ears.

Song Jia seemed to be still immersed in the picture of the bathroom just now, unable to ease her senses.

Just now......

His hand slowly ran across her waist......

The movements are skillful and gentle.

Help her tie her waistband little by little.

I don't know if it's her delusion.

Although she really felt that she was thinking too much.

But when Cheng Ye leaned over, he was really close to her.

Close.

She could hear his steady and powerful heartbeat almost distinctly.

Again and again......

Compare hers.

It's a stark contrast.

also made Song Jia more and more nervous.

That.

When he picked her up.

She secretly exclaimed.

Subconsciously hooked his neck.

lest you fall yourself.

Cheng also shook the small table of the hospital bed for her.

Now.

The meal was already in front of me.

Song Jia raised his head.

They met his eyes.

"Can you eat with your hands?" Cheng Ye is still expressionless.

Nothing seems to have happened.

Able to make him lose his expression management.

Song Jia's journey also began.

Until now.

Each step feels like the reaction is half a beat slower.

That.

She let out an "ah" and didn't react yet.

Cheng Ye had already answered for her by himself.

"Looks like it's going to work."

He paused, and suddenly he was in order.

"I'll feed you."

Cheng also said calmly.

But these three words are for Song Jia.

But it's surprisingly gratifying.

How long has it been since she heard about this boy she loved dearly.

Say to her, "I'll feed you." ”

She couldn't remember how long it had been.

All she knew was.

Now she has a violent surging tide in her heart.

The acidity reaches the tip of the nose.

So much so that Cheng also held a spoon and gave her a spoonful of soup.

I put it on my lips and blew it on her lips when I handed it to her mouth.

Click.

The tears were like pearls with broken threads.

Rushing out of her eyes.

"Why, why ......"

She couldn't help it.

Why do you have to do this for her again.

It's as if they're back in love again.

Cheng at that time.

treat her as a pearl in the palm of your hand to pet.

watched Song Jia shed tears.

Cheng didn't say anything.

The hand holding the spoon did not move.

But his eyes gradually became darker.

The heartache and pain hidden in it are intricately intertwined.

Then.

Four words spilled out of his throat from the depths of his throat.

"Marry me."