"Ah?" The little rabbit froze slightly, looking at Cheng Zhiyan leaning on the bed and smiling slightly at himself, and couldn't help but ask, "Brother Orange Juice ... are you ... beautiful?"
The smile on Cheng Zhiyan's face froze all of a sudden.
Before waiting for him to come back, Little Rabbit has lowered his head and scooped out a spoonful of porridge from the porridge bowl, put it on his mouth and blew it, and then brought it to Cheng Zhiyan, his voice was clear: "Come, open your mouth, ah- "
"..."
Cheng Zhiyan opened his mouth silently and swallowed the porridge on the spoon.
The rich rice fragrance mixed with the sweetness of strawberry milk sugar left in the mouth before, with a warm feeling, slipped through his throat until it reached the empty stomach.
Cheng Zhiyan finally felt that his body seemed warmer.
The bunny has already bowed his head and scooping the second spoonful of porridge.
He looked at her frowning, red lips slightly, only feeling a hint of unpredictable warmth in his heart.
The rabbit raised his head and sent the second spoonful of porridge to Cheng Zhiyan's mouth.
However, he did not expect that he smiled slightly at himself, his voice was low and husky with a hint of husky: "Rabbit, you will take care of people ..."
This tone with a touch of emotion and a touch of praise, even made the rabbit a little embarrassed.
"Isn't it just to boil water, cook porridge, and feed you again ..." The bunny smiled wryly, a pale blush on the pale pink cheeks, and said lowly: "This has What a difficult thing, besides that I have fed kittens to eat ham sausage, and puppy to chop ribs ... "
"..."
Cheng Zhi was speechless.
So, is his status similar to those of stray cats and dogs on the street? ?
"Open your mouth, ah-" Xiaotu saw Cheng Zhiyan not eating for a long time, and urged him again.
Cheng Zhiyan opened his mouth silently and took another bite of porridge.
Just two people, you feed me, and soon, a bowl of white rice porridge hit the bottom.
Little Rabbit looked at the result with great satisfaction and asked Cheng Zhiyan: "Brother, orange juice, do you still have it in the pot, I will give you some more?"
"No need ..." Cheng Zhiyan shook his head. Although the rice porridge was really sweet and he was very happy to have a rabbit feeding him, but after all he had a fever and his appetite was not very good.
"Well then ..." Bunny looked at him with disappointment, picked up the empty bowl and saucer on the bedside table, and continued toward him: "I'll send the bowl down for dinner, and come back later, you Take a break, please? "
"Um." Cheng Zhiyan nodded in response.
After the bunny sends the bowl down, and then comes up at night, Cheng Zhiyan has taken a bath and lay on the bed.
The bunny looked at his dripping hair and couldn't help but say, "Why do you get your hair back to bed if you still have wet hair?"
Cheng Zhiyan said slightly, reached out and touched his hair ends, and smiled indifferently: "Such short hair will dry in a while, it's okay."
"No! You already have a cold, you can't just leave your wet hair alone." The rabbit gave him a white look, turned to the bathroom, and took out a large, white, soft towel. Ground rubbed.
"Bunny ... you lightly ..." Cheng Zhiyan's eyes were blocked by a large white bath towel, and he could see nothing, only feeling a pair of little hands across the towel across his head.