Chapter 114

Yu Mingxi's face showed a pitiful expression. At this time, it fully showed the results of Han Xiao's teaching her acting skills. It was like a spoiled kitten. Her lips gently rubbed the back of Han Xiao's hand again and again, softened her voice, and quietly asked, "President and director of Han Da, aren't you angry?"

Han Xiao lowered his eyes, stabilized the disordered atmosphere, tried his best to cool the poker face that was actually warming up, and said in a dark tone, "what else?"

Yu Mingxi hum, thought for a moment, held Han Xiao's thumb, opened his lips and gently kissed.

Han Xiao's swollen right hand immediately shook more fiercely, his expression completely eased, took the initiative to move that hand, pasted Yu Mingxi's cheek, slowly rubbed it for a while, and asked in a low voice, "what else?"

Yu Mingxi smiled and muttered, "director Han Da, can you push an inch!" then he leaned into Han Xiao's arms, put his hand around his waist, and rubbed his face on his chest.

Han Xiao's concealment at the bottom of his eyes completely dissipated. He was about to raise his hand and hug Yu Mingxi. He moved his hand and was pinched by Yu Mingxi.

"You're having trouble with both hands now. Can't you be honest and don't move?" Yu Mingxi angrily criticized.

Han Xiao immediately stabilized, only lowered his chin and rubbed Yu Mingxi's forehead slowly.

Suddenly, the sound of gurgling broke this beautiful warm time.

Yu Mingxi coughed awkwardly, covered his stomach, embarrassed to bury his face deeper into Han Xiao's chest, and said in a stuffy voice, "I'm hungry..."

Han Xiao suddenly thought of something, leaned forward, kissed Yu Mingxi's forehead and asked, "did you eat last night?" after that, he seemed to know that Yu Mingxi would not honestly answer him and added, "don't lie to me."

Yu Mingxi had to brake, swallow the word "eat" that was about to blurt out, and obediently replied, "... That's not."

Han Xiao asked sternly, "why don't you eat?" he remembered that Yu Mingxi said before that in order to keep fit, you should eat less. You often only drink yogurt or a little vegetable and fruit salad at night.

Han Xiao thought more and more displeased, and his tone became heavier. "Is it to keep fit again? I've already said --"

"Stop, stop." Yu Mingxi hurriedly covered his mouth. He didn't like him to talk to her in this instructive tone. What's more, she didn't eat yesterday to maintain her body shape. Don't carry the pot, "did I forget to eat? It's all your fault!"

"Blame me?" Han Xiao was stunned for a moment, and then asked the specific reason seriously.

"It's your fault!" Yu Mingxi scolded boldly. "It's a big man. If you say you're ill, you'll be worried. Don't do this next time. You must drink less wine. No, you'd better not touch..."

Han Xiao listened to her nagging words of concern for him without any impatience. His eyes gradually relaxed. Finally, he gave a sound, kissed her forehead and promised, "OK, listen to you."

"By the way, and brother Licheng, it's too much. Tell me you're ill in hospital and won't tell me the ward number!" Yu Mingxi criticized more and more smoothly, and didn't forget to criticize the culprit who suspended her heart for nearly a day yesterday.

"Well, he's too much." Han Xiao completely followed Yu Mingxi's words. When Yu Mingxi was tired of criticism, he then asked, "why didn't you eat the porridge last night?"

"... I still forgot." Yu Mingxi said with a smile. After that, he wanted to cover his face. Last night, he took care to let Han Xiao eat well, sleep well and have a good rest. He couldn't remember anything else.

Han Xiao's heart melted a little by her silly words. He looked down at her lips and couldn't help the strong palpitation from the bottom of his heart. His thin lips closed her lips and pecked twice. He tried to resist the impulse. His voice became more and more hoarse and said, "call Fu Yumo and order."

Hearing Fu Yumo's name, Yu Mingxi remembered that Li yangxiangyi had asked her because it was about song Qiye and it was difficult.

If something happens in the city, who can solve it? Except Han Xiao, in her heart, there are only Han Xiao's two friends, Fu Yumo and Shao Licheng.

She can't ask Han Xiao for help, because Han Xiao will be angry at the mention of song Qiye. This time she can coax people out of anger, but the same trick will certainly be ineffective.

Shao Licheng was too fierce. She scolded her only yesterday morning. Her relationship with shaolicheng is not familiar. On the contrary, she is a little familiar with Fu Yumo, who has a mild temper. It is safer to find Fu Yumo.

Yu Mingxi thought so and nodded to Han Xiao, "then I'll call now. You should have breakfast at this point. You have to work harder for brother Mo and his chef."

Then he took Han Xiao's mobile phone, consciously grabbed his finger, unlocked the fingerprint lock, and remembered Fu Yumo's mobile phone number carefully this time.

However, just as she was about to dial Fu Yumo's phone, the door of the ward was knocked.

Yu Mingxi stopped slightly and looked at the door with Han Xiao.

The nurses didn't close the door tightly when they went out. As soon as the knock fell, the door was pushed open.

"Good morning, brother Han, Mingxi." Zhuang nixuan came in with a smile, holding a Thermos Pot in her hand.

She went to the hospital bed and looked at Yu Mingxi, who was sitting on the hospital bed for most of her body at this time, and then looked at Han Xiao, whose arm was still wrapped around Yu Mingxi's waist. The fundus of her eyes quickly flashed a complex look.

When Han Xiao caught a glimpse of the thermos pot, Mei Feng smiled slightly. He just gave a sound and calmly responded to the word "morning".

"Good morning, sister Ni Xuan." Yu Mingxi also saw the blue thermos at this time, with a stiff smile on his face.

Zhuang nixuan put the thermos on the table, turned around and asked softly with a smile, "Mingxi, did you accompany brother Han all night yesterday? It's hard for you."

Zhuang nixuan's words sounded as if the hostess was talking to the guests.

Yu Mingxi has a strange feeling in her heart, but she thinks she may have thought too much. After all, Zhuang nixuan has always been very kind and gentle to her and cares for her young generation who has just entered the entertainment industry. Even when Han Xiao severely criticized her, Zhuang nixuan said good words for her.

What's more, the rumors in the entertainment circle only say that Han Xiao secretly loves Zhuang nixuan. There has never been any gossip news that Zhuang nixuan has ideas about Han Xiao. Otherwise, does Han Xiao still need to secretly love her for so many years?

If Zhuang nixuan has a little mind for Han Xiao, she can't agree to be engaged to Xu Anting.

Yu Mingxi scolded herself in the bottom of her heart. She must have just accepted Han Xiao's confession. Not long after, the little women fell in love. It seems that they are so neurotic and think more. She must have thought more.

But suddenly she really couldn't think how to answer Zhuang nixuan's questions. She had to say that she had been with Han Xiao all night yesterday. It didn't seem so, because after being "coerced" by Han Xiao to lie in the hospital bed, it seemed that she fell asleep first and slept soundly.

Yu Mingxi is still thinking, but Han Xiao has opened his mouth to answer.

"What's hard?" Han Xiao said calmly. "She slept here all night."

"Hello, Han..." before Yu Mingxi finished his words, he was stared at by Han Xiao in a warning manner and closed his mouth angrily.

What do you mean she slept all night? In addition to sleeping, she did other things. She fed water and porridge, and he ate a lot of tofu!

"Did you sleep on the sofa all night?" Zhuang nixuan looked faintly at the sofa near the wall. "It's really hard."

"No." Han Xiao directly denied Zhuang nixuan's words, and continued without any ups and downs. "She slept in my bed with me."

Zhuang nixuan's face stiffened slightly, and the sadness of passing away in a flash between her eyebrows was soon hidden by her.

Yu Mingxi's face was red.

You don't have to say this, do you?

Although she understood Han Xiao's intention to say so, she was proving his intention to her and telling Zhuang nixuan about their relationship.

But it's too direct and explicit. Usually, like an antique, a man who always speaks rules and rigid in everything can be so ashamed?!

"I see, brother Han, in fact, you don't have to emphasize it so specially." Zhuang nixuan's eyes gently swept over Yu Mingxi, and his words seemed to mean something.

Yu Mingxi's strange feeling suddenly increased again. He always felt that Zhuang nixuan's words seemed to have a deeper meaning.

But she couldn't understand it for a while, so she thought she was thinking too much, so she didn't let herself think further.

Han Xiao has been chasing the figure of Zhuang nixuan for nearly ten years. In addition to his hazy affection for her, they are more tacit understanding formed by friends who have known each other for many years.

Yu Mingxi couldn't understand the meaning behind Zhuang nixuan's words, but Han Xiao could hear it clearly.

Zhuang nixuan didn't understand what he said at all. She still thought that what he said was deliberately said to her, so she told him not to emphasize his relationship with Yu Mingxi in front of her, and the words vaguely revealed the meaning of being sorry.

She used to be as like as two peas in the past, and she refused to care for him.

Now in front of Yu Mingxi, Han Xiao doesn't want to explain too much, so as not to cause unnecessary misunderstandings. If others don't understand his feelings for Yu Mingxi, he doesn't care. He only cares if yu Mingxi can understand.

"By the way, brother Han, your stomach was badly hurt yesterday. I know your mouth has been very tricky. I'm sure you can't get used to the things in the hospital. So I asked my aunt to cook rice porridge that suits your taste and nourishes your stomach." Zhuang nixuan opened the thermos at this time and smiled sorry to Yu Mingxi, "I didn't know Mingxi would be here this morning, so I only prepared one person. Tianji had an outdoor training course for new artists this morning. I thought that such a diligent Mingxi would not be absent. Sorry, Mingxi."