When Yang Pu heard Su Xiaoling say this, he subconsciously looked into Mu Xiaocheng's ward.

"Miss Mu is sick?"

Su Xiaoling clasped his hands around his chest and said angrily: "I can't lie to you?" ”

Yang Pu scratched his hair embarrassedly: "Goddess, don't be angry, it's not that I won't let you in to see the young master." My young master has a tendon, and none of us can change what he decides. ”

"I understand you."

Su Xiaoling smiled, she didn't blame Yang Pu, after all, she was acting according to orders.

and faithfulness.

When Yang Pu heard Su Xiaoling say this, he said a little embarrassedly: "Then, goddess, can you sign me in a while?" I ......"

"Click."

A sound of the door opening interrupted Yang Pu's words.

Song Yansheng stood at the door, with no expression on his sickly white face, just a faint glance and looked at Su Xiaoling.

That look was like looking at a stranger.

Alienation and strangeness.

Su Xiaoling raised his eyes to look at him, and saw that although he was wearing a hospital gown, he was still handsome and handsome, and his sickly white face was cold, as always, detached and indifferent.

"Young Master, why did you come out?"

Yang Pu turned around and asked worriedly.

"I'm going to see Little Orange."

After speaking, he didn't care what Yang Pu's reaction was, and turned around and went to Mu Xiaocheng's ward.

Su Xiaoling hooked his lips.

Although, Song Yansheng still doesn't seem to have any feelings for her, and doesn't even want to pay attention to her.

But, at least she saw him today, didn't she?

When you think about it, it seems a little sad.

Ji Huaishen was coaxing Mu Xiaocheng to sleep, but saw Song Yansheng walk in.

"Brother Yan Sheng?"

When Mu Xiaocheng saw Song Yansheng, she was so anxious to get up, but was stopped by Ji Huaishen.

Due to the majesty of Big Guy Ji, Mu Xiaocheng didn't dare to move anymore.

Song Yansheng nodded at Ji Huaishen, and then looked at Mu Xiaocheng: "What's wrong?" ”

Mu Xiaocheng puffed out her cheeks and said softly: "It's a bad meal, it's a trivial matter." ”

"Then you have a good rest."

Song Yansheng lightly admonished a few words, stayed for a few minutes, and then went out.

Mu Xiaocheng looked at his slightly thin back and couldn't help but twist his eyebrows.

sighed: "God is really cruel, Brother Yan Sheng is such a good person, but his health is not good." ”

When Ji Huaishen heard her say this, his eyes darkened.

Sour.

He squeezed her hand, a little harder.

caused Mu Xiaocheng to snort dissatisfiedly.

"I'm like this, and I still have the heart to care about others?"

Mu Xiaocheng snorted, then approached him, and bit the back of his hand.

Ji Huai was stunned for a moment, although it hurt a little, the smile in his eyes became thicker and thicker.

—

Song Yansheng returned to the ward, and as soon as he pushed open the door, he saw Su Xiaoling standing in the room.

She was taking out a thermos box from the bag, and Yang Pu was standing next to her, helping her with her things.

"This is my porridge, light. Let's give it to your young master in a while. ”

"And this, I brought a hand warmer from abroad last time, and it was very useful."

"And this ......"

"Young Master!"

Yang Pu suddenly shouted, interrupting Su Xiaoling's words.

Su Xiaoling's hand moved, paused, and put down the things in his hand.

It was as if a child who had done something wrong was suddenly caught by an adult, and his hands were at a loss, and he had nowhere to put his hands behind him.

Song Yansheng's thin lips pursed lightly, a smile flashed in his eyes, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared again.

Su Xiaoling smiled awkwardly: "I, I think you should need these things." ”

She suddenly froze.

Stammered.

(End of chapter)