Chapter 110

The new mobile phone password is today's date, which is the day he confessed to Yu Mingxi. No matter what answer Yu Mingxi will eventually give, from the moment he confessed, he has decided never to let her go.

Then he opened the address book, found Fu Yumo's number, dialed, and returned the mobile phone to Yu Mingxi.

Yu Mingxi took the mobile phone that quickly returned to her hand. Without much thought, she called Fu Yumo and said what needed help. Fu Yumo promised very readily and told her that he would send someone to deliver the most nutritious and hot porridge within half an hour.

Yu Mingxi thanked repeatedly, and heard Fu Yumo say with a smile, "but Xi Xi, you have to promise the third brother one thing."

"What's up?" Yu Mingxi asked curiously.

"Now you are reconciled with ah Xiao, but you can't divide it again in the future. The third brother is my age. Don't let me worry about you and ah Xiao. Can you promise?"

"HMM." Yu Mingxi answered softly, glanced at Han Xiao, and finally said firmly, "unless he doesn't want me."

Fu Yumo didn't make any response. Yu Mingxi's mobile phone stuck to his ear was suddenly pulled away by Han Xiao.

Han Xiao directly hung up the phone and said coldly and displeased, "in this case, you should tell me. You haven't promised me anything. Why can you make an appointment with him?"

"What..." Yu Mingxi scratched her hair and muttered in a low voice, "isn't that what I said to you? I'm still a big director. My understanding is really poor."

"What are you talking about?" Han Xiao pinched Yu Mingxi's shoulder and stared at her with hot eyes.

Yu Mingxi coughed softly. "Didn't you just say that? If you promise to eat, I promise you. I'm not like you. I mean what I say - huh!"

As soon as her voice fell, she was sealed by Han Xiao.

Han Xiao held her in his arms with one hand and kissed her carefully, deeper and longer than ever before.

The kiss lasted more than ten minutes. Han Xiao, who had been able to sit down, couldn't sit down at this time. Holding Yu Mingxi, he was about to fall into bed.

Suddenly, the door of the ward was opened from the outside. Fu Yumo walked in slowly, followed by a little girl carrying a Thermos Pot.

"Oh - yo!" Fu Yumo stopped with a smile and looked at Yu Mingxi, who jumped out of bed in a panic. His face was red. He looked at Yu Mingxi and his breath was a little disordered, but at the moment he still held Yu Mingxi's right hand firmly, was twisting his eyebrows and looked at his Han Xiao with great dissatisfaction.

"It seems that I'm not here at the right time." Fu Yumo teased and instructed the little girl behind him to take out the porridge from the thermos and put it on the table.

"No, no, brother Mo, you're just in time. If you don't come, he'll be hungry." Yu Ming hopes to look at the big bowl of steaming lily lotus seed lean meat porridge, and then says, "the porridge smells delicious! Thank you, brother Mo, for your hard work and your chef..."

Yu Mingxi turns her head and finds that the person holding the thermos is actually a girl of her age.

"Well... She's your chef, third brother?" Yu Mingxi looked at Fu Yumo suspiciously and asked, "is it a lie?"

"Xi Xi, you can't judge people by their appearance." Fu Yumo narrowed his eyes with a smile. "This chef Tang Nian Tang, whose ancestors have been chefs for three generations, is true. If Xi Xi hadn't asked me, I wouldn't want to use her."

Yu Ming hoped that he spoke like a model, so she couldn't help looking at the girl again.

Since she came in, the girl named Tang Nian has not spoken. Her expression is very cold. It seems that she is not in the same space and on the same channel with them. She is like a lifeless wooden man.

But her Danfeng eyes were full of aura, which was completely different from the wooden man's dead eyes.

"Xi Xi, still doubting?" Fu Yumo walked to the table with a smile, picked up the bowl of porridge, handed it to Yu Mingxi, then reached out and rubbed Tang Nian's head, patted her shoulder, and said in a warm voice, "Nian Nian, can you introduce the skills of your Tang family chefs to Xi Xi and director Han?"

"Don't call me that." Tang Nian, who hasn't spoken since entering the house, unexpectedly left a word coldly, moved his shoulder and avoided Fu Yumo's touch.

However, she only hid an inch away, and was clasped by Fu Yumo's five slender fingers on her shoulder. She pulled steadily in front of her body and couldn't hide any more.

The usual gentle smile on Fu Yumo's face also subsided.

Yu Mingxi can't help but be surprised. Fu Yumo has always been polite and gentle to people. Although he sometimes has a black belly, hurts others, sets up a trap to deceive people and bully others, he generally doesn't fight anyone, nor does he have such a tough side.

Even though Fu Yumo is still laughing, she feels that this kind of smile is different from that just now, which makes people feel a little cold behind her back.

"I want to show my love outside." Han Xiao suddenly threw an amazing sentence.

Yu Mingxi's eyes were busy and turned around Fu Yumo and Tang Nian several times, but he didn't see that there was a little love between the two people. He only saw that Tang Nian was obviously unhappy with Fu Yumo. He was caught by Fu Yumo and couldn't hide, so he didn't hide, but his eyebrows were frowning and didn't loosen.

I don't know where the childe brother Fu Yumo, who has such elegant demeanor and can get high praise everywhere, is offended by Tang Nian. He has an expression on his face that he wants to be hundreds of meters away from him.

Where on earth is it like a loving lover?

"Thanks to me, I specially asked Niannian to cook porridge for you. Ah Xiao, you really have no conscience." Fu Yumo lamented in a tone of truth or falsehood, "I'm not blaming me for breaking your good deeds just now. Now I'm deliberately running on me."

Han Xiao's expression didn't change at all. He watched this favorite good brother continue to play grievances there.

For many years, he has long been used to the tricks Fu Yumo can use.

However, Yu Mingxi and Fu Yumo haven't known each other for a long time. They don't know Fu Yumo's routine very well. For fear that Fu Yumo, a good tempered person, will also be angry with Han Xiao's inhumane and boring director, so they quickly bring the porridge Fu Yumo just handed over to Han Xiao.

"Eat and see." Yu Mingxi said, turning the spoon to Han Xiao's side.

Han Xiao didn't take the bowl or touch the spoon. He looked calm and said steadily, "no strength."

Yu Mingxi gave him a speechless look.

What? No strength?

Just now I pressed her on the bed so that she couldn't push him, so I had a lot of strength, okay!

Fu Yumo tutted aside, "ah Xiao, you don't have any technical content."

"As long as it works." Han Xiaolin went back with a voice, and then looked at Yu Mingxi. The hint in his eyes was that Yu Mingxi had to accept it if he didn't want to receive it.

"Hey, hey, hey, I can't do it yet." Yu Mingxi reluctantly picked up a spoon, scooped a spoonful of porridge and fed it to Han Xiao's mouth.

After Han Xiao swallowed a mouthful of porridge, she stopped and continued to feed porridge, nervously asked, "how about it?"

She doesn't look down on the level of porridge cooking of other girls, nor does she suspect that Fu Yumo will cheat people at this time.

It's just that the little girl in front of her doesn't have much difference from her age. Her porridge cooking level is very rotten, so she always feels that people of her age may not be able to master the heat of porridge.

What's more, Han Xiao is still ill. Don't drink porridge and make your body worse at that time.

"HMM." Han Xiao answered briefly, ready to open his mouth again and continue to wait for feeding.

But Yu Mingxi immediately asked, "well, what does it mean?"

Han Xiao had to sip back half of his mouth and seriously think about how to answer at the bottom of his heart.

If he praised the little girl's delicious porridge in front of her, would she be angry?

At present, the great director, who is able to do anything, is trembling and hesitant even to answer a sentence.

Yu Mingxi didn't know that he had such an idea in his heart. He was afraid that if it didn't taste good, he would insist that it was OK in order to save face for Fu Yumo and the little girl.

But for her, nothing is more important than Han Xiao's body. She doesn't want to see him force himself.

"Is it good?" Yu Mingxi asked more directly. After thinking about it, he added, "you can't say well!"

Han Xiao thought about it for a few seconds. Finally, he decided to uphold his honest style and replied solemnly, "it's delicious."

Fu Yumo immediately laughed and joked, "Xi Xi, you fed him yourself. Even if you fed him poison, he would say it's good to drink."

To say that Fu Yumo's mouth is really talkative, compared with Han Xiao, who is not very talkative, he can poke girls' hearts with any word.

Yu Mingxi was flushed by this sentence. Originally, she just fed porridge. When Fu Yumo said this, she became bored with Han Xiao.

Fu Yumo was still laughing happily until he turned around and left the ward with Tang Nian. The laughter that saw through everything still seemed to linger in the ward and could not disperse.

Yu Mingxi lowered her head and was too ashamed. Feeling that her face was still very hot, she wanted to put down the porridge and cover her face for a while, but her hand moved and was clenched by Han Xiao.

"The porridge hasn't finished yet," Han Xiao reminded.

"If you like to drink, you'll come by yourself." Yu Mingxi said flustered and put the bowl of porridge into Han Xiao's hand. He got up and wanted to pour some cold water at the table, cover his face with a towel and heat his face.

But before she got to the table, she heard the sound of the bowl being thrown on the table. The next second, Han Xiao stretched his arm, tied his waist and brought it back to his arms.

"Angry?" Han Xiao asked in a low, calm voice.

"What's angry? Who's angry?" Yu Mingxi looked inexplicably at the bowl of porridge he threw on the table and spilled almost half of it, and hurriedly broke his arm, "what are you doing? You didn't eat much porridge!"