The man's low voice woke Qin Yiren from his mechanical voracious behavior.

Looking at the empty plate in front of her, she also had a confused look in her eyes. She restrained herself from putting down her chopsticks, smiled and said, "Okay, let's take a rest."

Seeing her return to her former Xiaoqian.

Bo Jingxing felt soft and took her back to the bedroom on the third floor.

Sitting beside the bed with a lot of worries, Qin Yiren looked at the man with a silence, wanting to make a request to sleep apart, but it was difficult to say it when he was at his mouth.

Fortunately.

Bo Jingxing saw her thoughts, came back with the quilt in her arms, and said warmly: "I don't worry about you, so I put the floor under the bed and lay it down."

Qin Yiren was stunned.

I looked at the dirty carpet that I hadn't cleaned for a long time, and then looked at Kingsize's big bed. I really couldn't agree with Bo Jingxing's arrangements.

"No need." He shook the quilt open and Qin Yiren crawled in, "The bed is big, enough for us to sleep."

Bo Jingxing sat sideways by the bed, raised his hand to sort out the broken hair scattered on her forehead, and asked in a low voice: "Is that OK?"

"Can."

Qin Yiren held up the corner of her lips and pushed another quilt to Bo Jingxing.

Although she hadn't figured out how to face Bo Jingxing, she could at least maintain the relationship of sleeping with a quilt.

Her understanding in Bo Jingxing's eyes was about a signal of reconciliation.

The corners of his thin lips curled up in a charming curve. Of course, he would not refuse her invitation and lay on the other side of the bed in a regular manner.

As Qin Yiren said, this bed is quite large.

Not to mention sleeping with two people, it would be fine if you sleep with five people.

Cover each of them with their own quilts, and the two of them are half a meter away. Even if there is a BUFF bonus for sleeping in the same bed, no one can say that this scene is ambiguous.

Qin Yiren was so tired that she slowly closed her eyes.

Tiredness swallowed her like a tide, and before she could react, she fell asleep deeply.

Beside her.

Bo Jingxing looked at her with the light of his cell phone for a moment, with complex and affectionate eyes.

However.

He couldn't stand the sleepless days for several consecutive days. He closed his eyes drowsyly and his breathing quickly became even.

In the middle of the night.

Qin Yiren, who had a beautiful sleeping face, opened her eyes without warning and was so hungry that she couldn't sleep.

Thinking about the fruits and vegetables she had killed for dinner, she had to admit that this situation was abnormal, and her snow-white forehead was covered with fine cold sweat.

The slender fingertips were holding the quilt weakly.

Qin Yiren forced herself to close her eyes and tried to fall asleep again, but hunger made people scratch her heart and liver, forcing her to sit up quietly and look at Bo Jingxing who was still sleeping.

Lift the quilt.

Qin Yiren tiptoed out of the bedroom, followed the stairs to the kitchen on the first floor, opened the refrigerator and found an apple, and took a big bite.

The sweet and crispy taste spreads on the tip of the tongue.

She couldn't taste the fragrance of the apple, so she couldn't help but stuff the entire apple into her stomach, and then stretched out her hand toward the next apple...

“…Xiaoqian?”

Standing at the kitchen door, Bo Jingxing looked at the scene in front of him in shock.

Qin Yiren knelt on the ground and ate. All the fruits were gone, and she didn't have the patience to cook and was eating the leftovers from dinner.

To the past.

Bo Jingxing was very happy that Qin Yiren had appetite, but the current situation was too strange.

It seemed that he didn't notice his voice.

Qin Yiren had no expression on her beautiful little face, and she seemed to be sleepwalking, chewing and swallowing insensitively. The scene looked shocking.

"Xiaoqian?"

Bo Jingxing couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so he went forward and squatted in front of her, gently shaking her shoulders, "Xiaoqian, are you awake?"

The spoon in Qin Yiren's hand fell to the ground.

The crisp sound made her eyes look bright and she asked blankly: "...Jing Xing?"

"It's me." Bo Jingxing took the plate from her hand, helped her stand up from the ground, and bypassed the pits on the ground: "You are tired, let's go back to sleep?"

Qin Yiren nodded subconsciously, turned around and looked at the lights in the refrigerator, trembling unconsciously.

Pulling Bo Jingxing's clothes, she stood stiffly, murmured: "I'm very strange, right?"

"No, you're just too tired."

Bo Jingxing held up her face and looked at her eyes seriously: "I don't allow you to say you are strange. You are a student of Medical University. Do you remember that the professor told us about the cause of bulimia?"

Qin Yiren was attracted by his eyes and recalled: "Because of violent emotional ups and downs, the patient's life changed and he could not bear it psychologically. He vented stress and pain by overeating."

"Yes, the answer was very good."

It seemed like I had returned to the past. Bo Jingxing coaxed her with heartache and continued softly with his voice: "Xiaoqian, you are very strong. I believe you will be cured soon. I will take advantage of this opportunity to eat more and gain a little weight. Not more adorable?”

Qin Yiren thought about it and asked restlessly: "Really?"

"Really." Bo Jingxing answered firmly and took her to the bedroom, "Let's go back to sleep, don't worry about the kitchen. I'll get up tomorrow morning to clean up. You have a good sleep, forget about the unhappiness, and just vent the pressure. .”

According to medical terms, Bo Jingxing's statement is not wrong.

Qin Yiren obediently followed him back to the bedroom, laying on the strange bed, and before closing his eyes, a thought flashed through his mind.

if……

Isn't she binge eating?

...

The next day.

Qin Yiren woke up in a daze and almost forgot about her experience in the middle of the night last night.

Wearing a skirt that acts as a pajamas, she came to the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face, and saw herself in the mirror.

The skirt was stained with large stains, and it smelled like Coke chicken wings...

The memories of last night appeared in my mind.

Qin Yiren frowned, brushed her teeth and washed her face, and ran downstairs, and saw Bo Jingxing who was preparing breakfast in the kitchen.

Just as he promised her.

Bo Jingxing got up early and prepared a new dish for her according to the dishes she had last night. The portions obviously increased, probably because she didn't want to embarrass her.

Touched his flat belly.

Qin Yiren frowned in confusion. She ate a lot of raw and cold food in the middle of the night, but she didn't have stomachache. It was a miracle.

"Jing Xing." No longer thinking about the reason for the miracle, Qin Yiren came behind Bo Jing Xing, and her eyes couldn't help but fall on the dishes with all colors, fragrance and taste. She swallowed and said, "Are the bulimia patients like me?" ”

"Don't worry, the society is under great pressure now, and the population of bulimia is increasing dramatically every day. You are nothing special, just one of the patients."

Bo Jingxing's smile was unchanged to comfort him.

By the way, he handed her the plate and told her: "Remember to take stomach medicine after breakfast. Do you have anything else you want to eat? I'll make it for you now."
Chapter completed!