Mu Wanqing was stunned for a moment, her pink face turned red. She just cursed happily, but she didn't expect Liu Qing would come back suddenly. Her little mouth pouted slightly and turned her head hard: "I'm not hungry, I won't eat."

Liu Qing smiled and put the things on the bedside table first. He walked over and picked up the pillow she threw away, then walked back without saying a word and helped Mu Wanqing sit up. He placed the pillow on her waist, allowing her to sit on the hospital bed comfortably.

"Liu Qing, what are you doing?" Mu Wanqing blushed slightly and struggled symbolically for a few more times.

Liu Qing put the meal board on the hospital bed in front of her again, and then placed the hot wontons on the dining board: "Eat while it's hot. This is the three-fresh wonton you usually like to eat."

"I've eaten it tonight, and I'm not hungry now." Mu Wanqing turned her head and didn't look at the bowl of wontons. But her stomach was a little unscrupulous and murmured.

"Mu Wanqing, don't think I don't know you." Liu Qing frowned and held the wonton in his hand. He then put down the dining board rack and sat beside her: "You usually don't eat supper for work and don't care about your health at all. Not to mention that you have a fever today. Otherwise, I'll call Aunt Yun to ask."

"Liu Qing, you don't have to worry about my business." Mu Wanqing moved his eyes to Liu Qing: "The body is mine, and no matter how hard it is, it is my own business."

"Fart." Liu Qing angrily slapped the wontons on the table. The soup spilled out. He suddenly stood up and leaned down. He leaned down a few centimeters of Mu Wanqing's face, with a firm look and a slow tone: "You are my wife, and your body is naturally mine. I don't allow you to mess around with my body."

After being so close to Liu Qing, Mu Wanqing's delicate body suddenly became tense. Her heart became more and more pounding. Liu Qing's domineering words came from her ears, and a faint smell of tobacco flashed through her nose. I don't know if she had always hated the smell of smoke because of the content of Liu Qing's words. She miraculously did not feel disgusted at this time. Instead, she had a deep, domineering, and mature taste. In addition, this was the first time that Mu Wanqing saw Liu Qing's usual scattered eyes so concentrated, as if it was unfathomable.

Mu Wanqing, who was almost surrendering, endured the hot face and his heartbeat accelerated. He turned his head away with difficulty, pouted and said angrily: "Liu Qing, you are unreasonable."

"I'm going to be unreasonable to you today." Liu Qing scooped a wonton with soup, pinched Mu Wanqing's face with one hand, twisted it gently, and sent it to her mouth and said, "If you don't eat it, I will stuff it in like a duck for you today."

When it comes to filling ducks, Mu Wanqing's face changed and her face became hot again. Although she had never seen how to fill ducks, she had heard of how to fill ducks. She made up her mind and glared at Liu Qing fiercely: "If you don't eat, you won't eat. Even if you kill me today, I won't eat." As soon as she finished speaking, her belly sounded softly.

This time, Liu Qing was scared. Unexpectedly, Mu Wanqing was so stubborn. This terrifying way of scaring failed to scare her. She scratched her head, and she had no choice but to think about it.

Seeing that Liu Qing was indeed victorious in the War of Resistance. He saw that Liu Qing was frightened by her back, and showed that he was distressed and funny. A faint sweet feeling appeared in his heart for no reason, and the corners of his mouth subconsciously raised slightly, and a little smugness appeared.

"Okay, OK, I surrender." Liu Qing scooped the wontons to her mouth again, and said in a very gentle tone: "Be good, hurry up and eat it first. In a while, the wontons will be swollen."

"Not to eat." Mu Wanqing replied this, but immediately changed her mouth: "Unless..."

"Unless what?" Liu Qing asked.

Mu Wanqing's tone relaxed, and she didn't know what she was thinking, and her eyes turned drippingly. A trace of cunning flashed suddenly: "Unless you sing to me."

"Mu Wanqing, don't be too arrogant." Liu Qing's face turned hard and he was about to stand up. But it softened quickly and said slowly: "How about it, change to someone else?"

"Yes, or you can dance for me." Mu Wanqing looked at him with her clear big eyes lightly blinking.

"I'd better sing." Liu Qing touched his nose with a laugh and cry, and said bitterly: "You take a bite first and I'll sing."

Mu Wanqing did not make things difficult for him anymore, and blushed and let him feed him a bite. Although the wontons were no longer very hot, Mu Wanqing's heart became warm for no reason. An idea flashed through her without realizing it. In fact, her husband was not bad either.

After taking a bite, Mu Wanqing looked at Liu Qing with a gaze and refused to take another bite. Liu Qing didn't know what she meant, so she had to think about it, cleared her throat and started singing: "Get up, people who don't want to be slaves..."

"No, it doesn't count." Mu Wanqing almost sprayed out the wonton before, and hurriedly pouted and shook her head, laughing and angry, "How can you sing the national anthem? Liu Qing, you can't cheat. Change one, change another."

Liu Qing racked his brains and thought for a while, then sang again: "The sun sets and the mountains are red and the clouds are flying, and the soldiers are shooting and returning to the camp..." The sound was loud and bright, which made Mu Wanqing's ears deaf. Fortunately, the sound insulation measures in this high-end ward are good. Otherwise, they would have to disturb the people next door.

"Liu Qing, why are you singing such songs?" It was Mu Wanqing's turn to laugh and cry, and he struggled to cover his ears with the needle insertion.

"Hehe, how could a man like me be a backward man sing those pop songs of love with children?" Liu Qing laughed, scooped the wontons for her to take a sip, and laughed maliciously: "I just sang it out. Wanqing, you can't cheat. If I sing, you can eat wontons." After that, he pulled up his high but indescribable hoarse voice and started singing again.

Due to his previous promise, Mu Wanqing had to endure his duck-like singing voice. With a bitter face, he barely ate wontons one by one. However, as he listened, he felt it was not bad. He vaguely felt that there was an indescribable sense of sadness in Liu Qing's voice.
Chapter completed!