"Oops~"

"Why is it all like this, peach, sister still has to do face protection, let's talk about it next time!"

"Bye-bye!"

Sister Peach's question, Nuo Lan was embarrassed to answer, and her pretty face flushed.

She had to look at the delicate women's watch on her wrist, pretending that it was too late, and she was about to make up for the facial she had booked.

After speaking, Nuo Lan stepped on his high heels, "..... it", and left as if he was running away.

"Hee-hee~"

Seeing Nuo Lan's somewhat flustered figure, the cashier lady named Peaches couldn't help but laugh.

It's the first time she's seen such a shy and flustered Sister Nuolan!

In the past, Sister Nuolan has always been an intellectual, calm, and glamorous beauty in front of her.

Isn't it much older than her!

usually gives her the same feeling as her mother, as if the two are a generation apart!

Nolan walked out of the restaurant, looked back behind him in fear, and patted his chest with trepidation.

Her collarbones glowed like snow in the sun, rising and falling with her breathing.

"Whew~"

"Peaches are terrible, aren't they?" Nuo Lan exhaled, she was a cold beauty.

Regarding Momoko's question about when she was going to get married, she felt too shy to speak.

When facing other problems, Nuolan can be calm and confident.

But when the problem involved her and Yun Feng, her CPU with 24 cores and 32 threads was not enough.

Nuo Logic Monster Lan also needs to be upgraded to improve computing power.

"It's all to blame Yunfeng, I haven't even recognized your boyfriend yet!"

I was so embarrassed and embarrassed just now, I have to blame Yun Feng, who made him say that I was his boyfriend? Iron butt.

But then I thought that my brain was hot, and I actually said the word "brother-in-law" to Peach.

Well, I'm even more shy!

On the other side, Yun Feng came out of Xiaonanguo, carrying two large boxes of chicken soup in plastic bags, as well as several other lunch boxes.

A black chicken stewed in one soup box can't fit in one soup box, so it is packed in two plastic soup boxes.

This was booked in the morning in Xiao Nanguo, and he was worried that the chicken would not be authentic when he went to other restaurants!

In this year's market health supervision department, except for eating and taking cards, almost nothing is done seriously, and it is more moisturized and free than a certain wind god of Mondstadt!

The packed lunch was put on the co-pilot by Yun Feng and launched the Lexus to drive towards the hospital.

"Crunch~"

Yun Feng pushed open the door and saw Xin Ling half-lying on the hospital bed at a glance.

Xin Ling was dressing up in front of the small mirror at this time, and Xin Ling's delicate and weak face was reflected in the mirror.

The lips are red without dotting, and the eyebrows are green without painting.

Xinling's complexion is better than last night, and his blood is full.

Yun Feng looked at Xin Ling's face and red lips, no longer looking weak and pale like yesterday.

"Yun Feng?"

"You're back?"

When Xinling heard the sound of the door opening, he raised his head and saw that it was Yun Feng who had returned.

Wait, Yun Feng is back?

Xin Ling's cheeks flushed, and his little hand hurriedly stuffed the small mirror under the quilt.

Looking in the mirror was discovered by Yun Feng, although it was nothing, she was still very shy.

On the plain white quilt, her other one was still on the thin quilt, and a few cute little fingers were fighting with each other.

Yun Feng placed the large and small lunch boxes on the small table, and it was particularly staggered and beautiful when he looked at it.

"Huh?"

Yun Feng turned around and looked at Xinling, is she shy? Why?

Xinling's eyes drooped, and her cicada-like eyelashes fluttered slightly, covering the emotions under her eyes.

"Xinling, aren't you hungry?"

"It's time to eat!"

Yun Feng shouted in a louder voice.

"Oh, good."

Xinling replied in a low voice.

This girl, why is she a little naïve, don't have a disease in her heart, and there is a problem with her small brain.

Xinling lifted the thin quilt, got off the bed, put on his slippers, and sat on the chair next to the small table.

"Here, taste."

Yun Feng gave Xin Ling a full bowl of stewed astragalus angelica black chicken soup and put it in front of Xin Ling.

The black chicken soup swayed in the sunlight outside the window.

"Here comes the chicken soup!"

Yun Feng stuffed the spoon into Xin Ling's little hand, and he didn't know what was going on, so he couldn't help but spit out such a sentence.

Xinling's little hands are warm, the skin is very smooth, and it is very comfortable to hold.

However, Yun Feng is an honest person.

He has no distractions in his mind, and he is very natural when he touches it.

It was Xinling, who was blushed by this fleeting skin-to-skin contact.

Her face was thin and powdery, as if she had been coated with a layer of rouge gouache, and her pupils were a little distracted.

"Why don't you drink it? Is it hot? ”

Yun Feng asked intimately.

He took a spoonful in his own bowl, and it was not as hot as he imagined, the temperature was just right.

"It's not hot!"

Well, judging from Yun Feng's words and actions, he is suspected of licking a dog.

However, only he knows that he is innocent and has not touched any crooked thoughts.

"Xinling, drink it while it's hot, you can't drink it when it's cold." Yun Feng reminded.

This black chicken soup has a lot of nourishing Chinese medicine in it, such as astragalus, codonopsis, wolfberry, angelica, and yam, so you have to drink it hot.

"Oh~"

Xinling took a sip, there was a smell of Chinese medicine, but it was very light.

This black chicken soup is warm to the stomach, very delicious, first the bitter taste of traditional Chinese medicine, and then the sweetness of chicken soup and wolfberry that comes to the tip of the tongue, and it is not greasy.

Xinling's eyes lit up, and then, she drank spoonful after spoonful without stopping.

She didn't eat much in the morning, and she didn't have the habit of eating breakfast before, so she didn't have much appetite.

The breakfast that Yun Feng brought almost all went into his own stomach.

It's half past one now, Xinling's stomach is already empty, and he is in the recovery period.

As soon as I was attracted by this delicious black chicken soup, the hunger pang was transmitted.

In a few moments, her small bowl of chicken soup bottomed out.

Xin Ling stretched out his lilac tongue and licked his oily lips.

"Come, give me the bowl, and serve it to you!"

Yun Feng saw that Xinling's bowl was empty, so he asked Xinling to hand him the bowl and serve it again.

The portion of a whole black chicken is still very sufficient, and the stewed chicken soup is enough for him and Xinling to drink openly.

"Hmm!"

Xinling is embarrassed, does it make Yun Feng feel that he is very greedy?

"Give!"

Yun Feng saw that Xin Ling didn't squeak and didn't make any other movements, so he got up and served her another bowl of black chicken soup.

"Shame!"

Xinling drank the black chicken soup mechanically, and this time the movements of his hands were not fast or slow, but at a constant speed.

The blood red extended from Xinling's fair neck to her pretty face, dyeing the whiteness pink.

The more she thought about it, the redder her face became.

Sometimes, you're just doing everyday things, but in front of different people, you're just shy, cramped, and your brain becomes a mess.