Chapter 395: Ruan Liqing, I'm very happy today

When Ruan Liqing went downstairs with the cup, Mo Lan happened to come back early with it.

Ruan Liqing looked at them, her eyes froze, and she pursed her lips, as if she wanted to say something.

When I saw her early, I suddenly smiled with bent eyes, and said clearly, "My brother is also there."

Moran snorted coldly, and served the meal early with a stiff face.

She asked Ruan Liqing, "Didn't you stop eating, why did you come down again?"

Ruan Liqing took the cup and said, "Come down and get some water."

Moran looked at her, and stopped talking.

The water dispenser upstairs, Ruan Liqing only asked someone to change the water the day before she came back.

As he spoke, the door was pushed open again, and Shen Zhuo's tall and thin figure appeared at the door.

He walked in slowly, carrying a box in his hand.

He stood still outside the hall and looked at Ruan Liqing.

Ruan Liqing took the water glass, withdrew her gaze, and turned her head to catch the water.

She just glanced at it, and all Shen Zhuo had in his hands were some Su Zhou's pastries and seasonal fruits.

It was rare for Mo Lan to have such a serious look on her face, she directly pushed the rice cooker to Shen Zhuo's side, "I don't know how much you eat, how much you want to eat."

There were no extra dishes and chopsticks on the table, and Shen Zhuo pursed the corners of his lips.

Ruan Liqing glanced at him, then put down the cup, went into the kitchen and took out a pair of dishes and chopsticks and put them on the table.

Moran was picking vegetables next to him, not even looking at them.

Only one person eats early in the morning.

The atmosphere in the hall was silent, except for the sound of dishes and chopsticks clashing.

Shen Zhuo has been taught etiquette since he was a child, even if he eats in this kind of small courtyard in the countryside, he eats slowly and logically, and he is elegant when he raises his hand.

He had a pale look on his face, and he put a little bit of each dish into the bowl.

Ruan Liqing stood in the hall for a while, took the cup, and prepared to go upstairs.

However, Mo Lan put down the food in his hand and said, "Qingqing, you wait a while, I will go back to the room for a lunch break, finish eating in a while, put the food in the refrigerator, and I have already put it in the thermos bucket for Grandpa Zhao."

After she finished speaking, she didn't wait for Ruan Liqing to answer, and left directly.

Eating without saying anything has always been Shen Zhuo's rule, and he followed him early in the morning, and Si Swen finished a meal.

It wasn't until they had finished eating that Shen Zhuo put down his chopsticks and looked at Ruan Liqing: "Thank you, the food is delicious."

Ruan Liqing lowered her eyes, "My mother did it, don't thank me."

Shen Zhuo paused, then looked at the thing he had just put down, and there was a rare tentative and uncertain tone, "You said before that you hoped I wouldn't send any more things, but I couldn't come empty-handed, so I bought some of them, and if you don't like them, I can change them again."

Ruan Li glanced at him lightly, "No, they won't like anything you send, don't waste your efforts."

After she finished speaking, she said early, "There is food for your grandfather in the thermos bucket, can you bring it back?"

She had already jumped off the dinner table, and she bowed to Ruan Liqing, "Thank you, sister, I can take it back."

Ruan Li nodded, "Then you go home first."

After she finished speaking, she had to clean up the food on the table, where was the reason to really leave the dishes and chopsticks to Mo Lan to wash.

Ruan Liqing rolled up her sleeves, revealing a slender arm, and was about to collect the bowl, but was blocked by Shen Zhuo.

His voice was low: "I'll come."

Ruan Liqing didn't want to touch it herself, so she immediately retreated, and her tone was light, "When you gave you the money for the meal."

Shen Zhuo hummed and put away the dishes and chopsticks neatly.

The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up to his elbows, revealing the lines of his pretty little arms.

Ruan Liqing watched him put the dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen sink, and the dishcloth that Moran was used to was held by his well-proportioned and slender fingers, and it looked a lot more advanced.

Ruan Liqing held the water glass and leaned against the kitchen door to look at him.

Suddenly.

Shen Zhuo turned his head and looked at her directly.

Ruan Liqing's eyebrows furrowed, and she subconsciously asked, "What do you think I do?"

Shen Zhuo looked at her with dark eyes, the kitchen light was not as good as outside, and Shen Zhuo stood in the dilapidated kitchen that was obviously incompatible with him, and his extravagance could not be hidden.

He stared at Ruan Liqing for a long time before he moved his eyebrows, raised his right hand, and said, "Do me a favor?"

The sleeve on his hand was probably not done properly because he was in a hurry, and now it was about to slip to his wrist.

He still had a foam-stained dishcloth in his hand, and he really couldn't get his hands free to get his sleeves.

Ruan Liqing was silent for a moment, and then raised her legs and entered the kitchen.

She stopped in front of Shen Zhuo, pulled up his fallen sleeve little by little, and finally fixed it at her elbow.

Ruan Liqing's fingertips touched his warm skin from time to time, Ruan Liqing lowered her eyes and straightened her sleeves for him without any expression, and then prepared to leave.

Shen Zhuo suddenly leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Ruan Liqing, I'm very happy today."

Ruan Liqing paused, she raised her eyes to look at Shen Zhuo, and the corners of her lips were a little mocking.

After a moment, she suppressed her emotions and said, "It's almost time, you can go, my dad shouldn't want to see you."

Shen Zhuo also knew that Ruan Yuancheng had a lot of opinions about him, thinking of Ruan Yuancheng's reaction when he saw him in the morning, his eyebrows drooped, he twisted his eyebrows tangledly, nodded and prepared to leave.

But as soon as I got out of the kitchen, I saw a tearful face running in early. Five

He still shouted Grandma Mo in a slurred voice.

Ruan Liqing asked, "What's wrong, what's going on?"

Early, a little face cried into a flower cat, she saw Shen Zhuo, and directly pounced, hitting Shen Zhuo's waist.

Grandpa Zhao had a fever last night, but at night, he was young early, and Grandpa Zhao didn't want to trouble others, so he didn't go to the hospital.

Early this morning, the fever subsided a lot, so he didn't pay attention to it, and let him go out early to pull weeds.

As a result, at noon, I went home early with the thermos bucket and saw Grandpa Zhao lying on the bed panting.

No matter how young he was, he knew that something was wrong, so he immediately went to find Grandma Mo.

"The patient is old and has a high fever overnight, and it is difficult to say if he is sent a little later." In the hospital, Moran hugged the morning and listened to the doctor's advice.

Her face was full of sadness, and she patted her arm early to comfort her, "It's okay, grandpa is fine."

After she finished speaking, she couldn't help but look at Shen Zhuo, who had just gone to the hall to complete the hospitalization procedures.

He had a stack of slips in his hand and was checking the test items with the doctor.

Grandpa Zhao was sent by Shen Zhuo, and fortunately, he drove the car today, so he could send people directly to the hospital.

No matter how reluctant Mo Lan was at this time, he would not throw Shen Zhuo's face.

She stared at Shen Zhuo's expensive white shirt, which was dusty because she had just carried Grandpa Zhao, pursed her lips and looked away.

Grandpa Zhao has a lot of problems and has to stay in the hospital for a few more days.

Mo Lan could only go home with him earlier, Ruan Liqing and Shen Zhuo to stay and see if there were any follow-up formalities to be done.

The disinfectant water in the hospital smelled bad, and Ruan Liqing went to the end of the corridor and pushed open the window.

The good weather in the morning was gone, and a thick layer of dark clouds piled up in the sky.