Xie Yu was very satisfied with the supper.

He put down his chopsticks, touched his tummy and yawned.

Muchuan got up to clean up the dishes and chopsticks. "If you are tired, go to bed first. Do you want me to take you in?"

"Well..." Xie Yu held his face in his hands and said lazily, "I watched you go to sleep after you finished cleaning up."

Muchuan glanced at him. Xie Yu's hair was a little disordered, which was rubbed disorderly when he was sleeping. But now he is full of food and drink, looking at the red light on his face, which is pleasing to the eyes.

He was not willing to let him go for a while. He went directly into the kitchen with dishes and chopsticks. "I'll clean it up soon."

"Well..." Xie Yu looked at his back and yawned. He was thinking, do you want to tell him to go to the classmate party at this time?

Now or later?

Now he said that he was afraid to break a bowl or a dish.

What Xie Yu said when he went back to bed later...

Xie Yu frowned. The scenes of last night and afternoon echoed in his mind. Muchuan has proved that he is in good health, completely well, and better than anyone else.

If he goes back to bed later, he will not get out of bed tomorrow.

Let's talk about it now.

Xie Yu hand propped up his face and looked at Muchuan on the table, "... Muchuan."

He has a dull voice.

Muchuan lowered his head and put the leftover food scraps into the garbage bag. Without looking back, he said, "well, what's the matter?"

"Are you sleepy?" He added.

What did I do before I yawned

"Pa -"

sure enough, Muchuan broke his bowl.

Xie Yu was sleepy and sleepy, but now he was awakened by the sound. He pretended to know nothing and asked, "what's the matter?"

Muchuan, who had never looked back in the kitchen, finally looked back. He turned to see him and seemed to confirm something again. "Nothing. I accidentally broke the bowl."

Xie Yu had just been carried out by him. Without shoes on, he got up and ran barefoot.

"You don't come in, there's glass on the ground -" Muchuan said it late. Xie Yu Ran in as if he didn't know the pain.

Muchuan looked down at his feet. Xie Yu's clean and white feet fell on the pieces. The pieces of the glass bowl directly scratched his feet, and the bright red blood gushed out from the bottom of his feet.

He slowly looked up at Xie Yu.

Xie Yu's face is white, but it's not because of the pain on the bottom of his feet. He seems to have never found his feet scratched.

Xie Yu grabbed Muchuan's hand. He looked at it several times before he was relieved. "How could you be so careless? What if you were hurt?"

Muchuan slightly a Zheng, his eyes flash a trace of complex color.

The next second, Xie Yu is held up directly by the waist.

Xie Yu glared at his eyes, "Muchuan!"

Muchuan tone rare severe, "shut up!"

Xie Yu seemed to be startled, looked at him incredulously, then slowly lowered his eyes, as if he had been hit hard.

Muchuan some headache, "your own foot is injured, you do not feel pain?"? Is the medicine box in? "

Xie Yu raised his eyelids and looked at him. After a dull "ah" sound, he lowered his head and looked at his bare feet. He said, "I didn't notice how it happened."