Chapter 891

But Huo Baiyuan was staring at the soup in the bowl, and his brow tightened even more.

Song Lishu looked at him and asked, "what's the matter? What about soup? "

Huo Baiyuan shook his head and pointed to the soup in the bowl: "there are Hunan dishes."

He didn't like coriander either.

Song Lishu couldn't help laughing, which she couldn't understand when she worked as a servant in the Huo family for so long.

Song Lishu brought the bowl over, picked out the coriander bit by bit, and then handed it to Huo Baiyuan: "well, there is no coriander now."

Huo Baiyuan took a spoon, took a drink, raised his head, and looked at Song Lishu with a smile: "it's delicious."

Song Lishu also laughed: "then drink more."

After dinner, song Lishu washed the bowl.

There's a whole afternoon left.

Because of Huo Baiyuan's current situation, song Lishu didn't dare to take him out casually. For fear of other accidents, he had to stay in bed and find some movies.

The TV in the room is very small, and the movies are rented discs, so the picture quality is not very clear.

Song Lishu is watching TV. Huo Baiyuan holds her tightly in his arms and stares at her as if she is the most wonderful plot.

In fact, song Lishu can't see any movies, because she can clearly feel Huo Baiyuan's burning eyes. In fact, she is a little curious. In Huo Baiyuan's eyes, will she look like Jiang NianWei?

The afternoon passed quickly, and it was getting late outside the window. Even if song Lishu was reluctant to leave, she had no reason to leave Huo Baiyuan. He didn't belong to her.

Song Lishu turns off the TV.

Huo Baiyuan also stares at her directly and asks: "don't you look?"

"Well, no, we're going out."

Huo Baiyuan didn't ask much. He obediently followed song Lishu and went to the door to change his shoes. As long as he followed song Lishu, he was willing to go anywhere.

Change shoes, go out, the sky has been completely dark, song Lishu stopped a taxi in the roadside, toward the direction of the Huo family.

Song Lishu explained, "no, I just went shopping. Isn't this coming back?"

"You can't leave me, NianWei." Huo Baiyuan rubbed song Lishu's shoulder like a child.

Song Lishu only felt that he was quite different from master Huo.

"No, I won't leave you. Let go and see what I've bought." Song Lishu pushed Huo Baiyuan away and showed him the bag in his hand: "I bought some vegetables and cooked them for you at noon, and..."

Song Lishu puts the dish on the table, pulls Huo Baiyuan to sit down on the chair, and takes out a sweater, a pair of trousers and a pair of ordinary canvas shoes from the bag.

Huo Baiyuan is still wearing hospital clothes and slippers. He can't go out like this.

Song Lishu compared the clothes with Huo Baiyuan's, just closed them, and then she put them into Huo Baiyuan's hands. With an embarrassed smile, she said, "these are bought in small shops. They can't match the expensive clothes you usually wear. Maybe they will be uncomfortable. Let's make do with them first."

Huo Baiyuan didn't have the slightest dislike. On the contrary, he held his clothes and laughed happily. He reached out to take off his sick clothes.

Song Lishu pressed Huo Baiyuan's hand: "what are you doing?"

Huo Baiyuan looked at her strangely: "change clothes."

"You can't change it here!" Song Lishu said.

Huo Baiyuan confused and confused asked: "why?"

"There's no reason, just no way." Song Lishu blushed, pulled Huo Baiyuan up and pushed him into the bathroom: "you go inside and change it."