Han Muzi was stunned by the suddenly lighter voice. She raised her eyes and looked at yetingchen.

What's the matter with this man?

It's weird to suddenly become like this.

Han Muzi pulled her hand back and didn't promise.

But the next second, yetingchen reached out and helped her up. Although the action was gentle, it could not be refused.

Han Muzi: "

Her beautiful eyes lit up anger and stared at yetingchen angrily.

But yetingchen didn't seem to feel her anger. With a bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other hand, he comfortably scooped a mouthful of rice porridge soup and sent it to Han Muzi's lips.

"Don't look at me. Drink well."

Han Muzi almost had an attack. Unfortunately, she was short of breath, so even if she was angry, her voice was not loud.

"Who saw you?"

She was staring at him, okay? That's how he understood?

Seeing her angry appearance, yetingchen's smile is deeper. These days, her appearance has always made him feel unreal and too far away, but I didn't expect that she was ill and made the distance between them closer.

Night Tingchen whispered, "OK, you didn't look at me. Did you drink porridge?"

Han Muzi was stunned. Did she hear right?

Why did she always feel that there was a taste of doting in yetingchen's words, and then look at his expression, which was completely flattering.

Is he flattering himself? Because you want her to have porridge?

Why?

Because you're worried about her?

But why worry about her? He is a married man. Why do he do these things? Thinking of this, Han Muzi bit her lower lip and simply didn't drink the atherosclerotic soup fed to her lips.

As time went by, yetingchen always kept that action, but Han Muzi just didn't eat, and the two were deadlocked.

For a while, yetingchen finally reluctantly put down the bowl, "what do you want?"

Han Muzi looked at him stubbornly.

"Should I ask you this?" said Han Muzi with a sneer and glanced at the time on the wall: "it's so late. Mr. Ye doesn't go back. I'm afraid it will make your wife wait too long?"

A meal at night.

His eyes sank for a few minutes. It seems that the woman really didn't know that she hasn't divorced from her marriage, so she would say such words, but... She looked like

"Mr. Ye." Han Muzi said word by word: "I don't know what kind of mentality you have in mind to stay here. Today you sent me to the hospital. I thank you very much, but can you stop staying here... HMM."

Han Muzi's words were not finished yet. Her chin was suddenly pinched by someone. Then her body turned, and then her lips were kissed when she was black.

For a moment, Han Muzi stared at the people close at hand and forgot how to react.

After a kiss, yetingchen returned to his lips and tongue with a burning breath: "I'm going to stay here. What can you do for me?"

Han Muzi's pupil shrinks slightly. At this time, he reacts and raises his hand to slap yetingchen. Who knows that he can't open his hand.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Han Muzi, who had been kissed, finally had a touch of blood on her pale lips, but her face was whiter than before, as if she had been greatly stimulated.

"Don't want to do anything, you drink the porridge." yetingchen still sticks to the bowl of porridge. Han Muzi reaches out to erase the touch on his lips and looks at him fiercely: "you'll leave after I finish drinking?"

Night Tingchen couldn't deny it. Han Muzi didn't speak, but stretched out his hand to take the bowl of porridge, then looked up and was ready to drink.

As a result, yetingchen's hand stopped again, "don't drink too quickly."

She has a stomach problem. Now she has just woke up. She is in a hurry. Her stomach may not digest well.

Han Muzi's action was a meal. Unexpectedly, he was similar to Xiao Yan. Did Xiao Yan tell him to do so in advance? This ungrateful person didn't save her when he knew she was here. He even taught him such important details.

Every time Han Muzi had a stomach attack, Xiaoyan would help her cook millet soup and let her drink rice porridge soup, but Han Muzi didn't like the taste, so she wanted to drink it every time, but she was caught by Xiaoyan every time.

So Han Muzi could only drink slowly. After drinking the night, Tingchen took it again, and then said coldly, "sit for a while, and then rest."

Han Muzi looked at him in surprise: "don't you go?"

She is slowly beginning to recover her strength now.

"Go?" night Tingchen picked his eyebrow and sneered: "who will take care of you when I go?"

"Mr. night! It's always inconvenient for lonely men and women. If you go, I'll naturally ask others to take care of me."

Hearing this, yetingchen's eyes flashed. He hurriedly approached her: "I've kissed all my relatives. What's more inconvenient than this?"

Han Muzi: "you!"

Night Tingchen smiled in a low voice: "sleep well. If you feel uncomfortable, remember to call me."

There is another bed in the ward to accompany the family members. Yetingchen went to fix the door lock of the ward and went back to bed to lie down.

Although the two beds are separated by a short distance, Han Muzi feels that the ward is full of the breath of yetingchen.

Probably because of the kiss just now, she felt that the breath of yetingchen seemed to surround her. She couldn't disperse anyway. She was a little annoyed and bit her lower lip.

She didn't want to stay in the same room with a married night Tingchen.

However, he was unwilling to leave.

Han Muzi gradually closed her eyes and made a decision secretly in her heart.

In the middle of the night, the doctor came to check the bed once. After confirming that Han Muzi had no other symptoms, he left again.

Han Muzi couldn't sleep at first. After midnight, her eyelids were too heavy, and she soon fell asleep.

When I woke up again, it was already daytime. There was no figure of yetingchen in the ward. It was quiet.

She was stunned for a moment, then opened the quilt and sat up.

Yesterday my stomach still hurt, but today it's not so bad. Han Muzi looked around, got out of bed, put on her shoes and was ready to go to the bathroom.

The door of the washing room opened suddenly, and then she saw the familiar face of yetingchen.

Probably because he had been with her all night, his eyes were covered with green and fierce color. At the moment, his face was stained with some drops of water, but even so, he was still handsome.

At a glance, Han Muzi took back her eyes.

"Going to the bathroom?" before she spoke, yetingchen asked first.

Han Muzi didn't speak, but nodded silently.

Mr. ye turned aside and pushed the door open for her: "go, be careful, don't you have a stomachache? Are you dizzy?"

He asked several questions in a row. After Han Muzi walked in, he slammed the door shut, and then blocked yetingchen out of the door.