When Shen Tangxin woke up, the sky was already bright, looking at the white curtains on the walls, his expression was slightly stunned, and he reacted for a while before remembering where he was.

Looking at the bed, there was no one left, "Poof! Standing up, "Yifei, Yifei!" "Run outside.

The moment I opened the door, I almost bumped into someone's arms, and I didn't have to look up to know who it was, it was this dress yesterday.

"Up?" I didn't care if Shen Tangxin answered, "Yifei should be in the bathroom." ”

Shen Tangxin retracted his mind, stabilized his body, and took a step back. Awkwardly awkwardly awkward, he turned and walked in the direction of the bathroom.

Why did she fall asleep, didn't she take care of Yifei! Who pulled out the needle in Yifei's hanging bottle?

"Sugar Heart, are you up?" Han Yifei came out of the bathroom and had already washed up. His face is much better than yesterday, and he is in a lot of energy.

"How are you?" Concerned took Han Yifei's hand.

"Mmmm, I'm in the best health, this is just an accident, a small meaning."

"Well, it was indeed an accident to eat acute gastritis." Tang Moyan's unwavering sentence is like narrating a fact, and it is indeed narrating a thing, but the time to say this is really, too coincidental!

Han Yifei's face turned red, his mouth was deflated, and he was deflated again, "It's not the reason for eating, my stomach has not been very good." ”

"That's, isn't that the reason for eating?" The slightly raised voice was still a non-wavering tone.

Watching Yifei take a deflated meal, "Yifei is fine" Shen Tangxin's words stopped, if she said: Yifei is a good lady, he will definitely not be able to take care of herself if he gets here as a spy, does it leak that she is not stupid, she was already excited last night, and she can't be careless, "You can't be fierce Yifei, bad guy, big bad guy!" "Neck stalk.

Tang Moyan's eyes frowned slightly, he didn't speak, and silently took out the food in his hand and placed it on the small table.

"It's better to be my little candy heart." Han Yifei was holding Sugar Heart's face, just about to kiss it, feeling the threatening eyes, she withdrew her mouth and pinched her little face instead, "Little Sugar Heart is the most well-behaved!" ”

"Hmm." Shen Tang nodded heartily, hugged Han Yifei, and rubbed his hand on her stomach, "It doesn't hurt." ”

"It doesn't hurt anymore, it's fine!"

On one side of the table is a bowl of millet porridge, and on the other side is placed siu mai, xiao long, seafood porridge, and delicious side dishes.

Is this a difference? This placement is obviously that there is a person who can only drink millet porridge, because he yelled at him last night, so he was careful to only give her millet porridge, Tang Moyan, although I have no money now, but I am also a person with personality, face, and temper, you treat me like this, and treat my stomach like this, I, I, I am on a hunger strike to show you. Shen Tangxin frowned.

"Seafood porridge, my favorite." Han Yifei was just about to sit on the side of the seafood porridge.

"Ahem!" With a low coughing sound, Han Yifei's movements stopped, and she had a bad premonition, no, definitely not, she was a patient! The action of continuing to sit down has not yet touched the edge of the bed.

"In your case, you can only eat millet porridge." A cold sentence.

Who? Shen Tangxin and Han Yifei looked at Tang Moyan in unison.

Tang Moyan walked over directly, wanting to pull Shen Tangxin's hand to change direction, pulled Han Yifei's arm, and sent it to the side of the millet porridge.

A smile flashed quickly on Shen Tangxin's face, and she pretended to be embarrassed and walked towards the seafood porridge, all of which she liked, glutinous roasted wheat, rich soup dumplings, and delicious seafood porridge. I swallowed unconsciously.