She secretly admired her adaptability, holding a bowl and blowing hot porridge gently.
"If someone really wants to hurt me, you shouldn't be safe there?" Nie Yiyun frowned at her and still looked suspicious.
It's not so easy to fool someone who has been on the battlefield for a long time.
Tang Xiaoru sighed and deliberately said weakly, "yes! So I moved this morning. I lived in our good friend Xiaofei's house. Xiaofei, do you remember? It's the editor of the publishing house. You've met once!"
"..." he shook his head in confusion.
"Forget it if you don't remember. You just woke up, you'd better not be busy! Come on, I'll feed you porridge!" she spooned and fed it to his mouth.
Nie Yiyun was not used to it. His face was slightly ruddy. He shook his head and said, "I'll come myself!"
"Alas! Why have you become so pretentious? Don't we often feed you and me at home? What's the matter? Really intend to forget me?" Tang Xiaoru glared at him, pointed to his bandaged hand and said, "can you feed yourself now?"
After saying that, no matter what he heard, he was stunned and directly stuffed the spoon into his mouth.
He almost choked, covered his mouth and coughed a few times.
"You! Even if you are strong in front of others, why do you have to be so strong in front of your beloved woman? Do you think it's interesting?" she complacently scolded him, and the spoon in her hand kept feeding him.
A bowl of porridge soon bottomed out.
He finally got empty. When he saw her spoon the second bowl, he quickly waved his hand, "I won't eat! I really don't need it!"
He is really not used to being fed like a child.
Although she said they used to do this, he felt it was hard for him to accept it.
"No? Then have some soup!"
She picked up the soup on the table, tasted it, frowned and said, "but the soup is a little cold. You can't drink it well. I'll drink it first, and then pour you a bowl again!"
After that, I drank a few mouthfuls. I wanted to give him soup like this.
But later, seeing his wide eyes, I thought maybe he still had a cleanliness habit and would mind, so I went into the bathroom and cleaned the bowl with detergent.
"Look, I've cleaned the bowl!" Tang Xiaoru raised the bowl in his hand.
"In fact, I can't drink it." Nie Yiyun thought about the greasy soup.
"That's not good! You're just recovering, and you have to force yourself to drink any more!" she ordered in an indisputable tone, but this time she carefully skimmed the oil.
He had no choice but to drink a large bowl of soup with her hand.
Just after drinking the soup, he felt very anxious.
And she didn't know that she was still slowly taking out a paper towel and carefully wiping his greasy mouth.
"Can you call a nurse for me?" he held it for a while and finally said.
"Er. What's wrong?" when she saw that he didn't look right, her heart couldn't help jumping. She got up in some confusion and took his hand to look left and right.
"I want to pee!" he rolled his eyes unbearably.
This woman really seems a little weak minded.
"Ah! OK!" she was stunned. Then two crimson clouds flew up her cheeks and immediately rang the bell without saying a word.
After a while, nurse Xu ran in with a slight gasp.