He scooped up a spoonful of porridge and put it to Mu Qingqing's mouth. Looking at his actions, Mu Qingqing was stunned and glanced at him in surprise, then glanced at the porridge in his hand. Her heartbeat started to accelerate again. She frowned and heard
A joking voice sounded from above.
"Afraid I'll poison you?"
Mu Qingqing was embarrassed, thinking that she could not admit defeat, so she hurriedly opened her mouth and swallowed the spoonful of porridge.
"Why do you have a stomachache?" She was eating quietly, and he was feeding quietly, but suddenly someone broke the silence.
Mu Qingqing did not raise her head and said stiffly: "I didn't have dinner."
"Why don't you eat?" Not paying attention to the reluctance in her tone, Cheng Moyan frowned slightly in the dim room.
"Go back to the Mu family villa to see Uncle Chen and Aunt Chen. We haven't seen each other for a long time. We forgot about it while chatting." She really forgot. After leaving the Mu family villa, she could have rushed back for dinner, but
Because she didn't want to come back, she missed it. Of course, she didn't dare to say that she didn't want to come back.
She completely forgot that she still had stomach problems. After all, she got it when she was in England. In the two years after she first came back, she paid more attention to it. Her stomach only hurt occasionally, and it wasn't that serious. In the past two years, she had
The Yi family lives a simple and regular life in the country. Grandma Yi takes care of her. She has never had stomach problems, but today...
"Going back today?" It was rare that Cheng Moyan would ask someone about her itinerary, or after she had told her about it.
"Yeah." Mu Qingqing swallowed a mouthful of porridge and replied vaguely.
She was not good at lying, but in front of Cheng Moyan, she strongly believed that she should practice this skill well. The first thing she had to do was not to blush and not to be out of breath. To do this, she had to think that it was true.
. So she kept hypnotizing herself, that's it, that's it - only if she took it seriously, would he think it was true.
Looking at her fluttering eyelashes, Cheng Moyan's eyes flickered and he said nothing. The room became quiet for a while, except for the occasional "ding" sound of the spoon hitting the bowl and the slight sound of Mu Qingqing drinking porridge.
The porridge was at just the right temperature, but had no flavor.
After finishing the porridge, Cheng Moyan took the bowl and left the room. Mu Qingqing lay down again. Thinking of something, she took out her phone and looked at the time. It was half past one!
Putting down her phone, she looked at the door, and her heart, which had been suppressed by herself, began to beat violently again: Did he cook that porridge for her? He...
Ahhhh!!! Mu Qingqing, you can’t waver! No! No!! No!!!
When the door opened, Mu Qingqing quickly pulled the quilt and closed her eyes, pretending to sleep.
Looking at the fluttering eyelashes of the person on the bed, Cheng Moyan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and instead of exposing her, he walked into the bathroom. After a while, the sound of water came from the bathroom. Mu Qingqing opened her eyes and felt
She was beating so hard that she couldn't control herself. She cursed herself for being hopeless and closed her eyes. Perhaps she was too tired from the stomach pain, so after a while, she fell asleep.
When Cheng Moyan came out, what he heard was Mu Qingqing's steady and gentle breathing. He opened the quilt and lay beside her, turned off the light, held her in his arms, smelled the fragrance of her hair, and felt unreasonably satisfied.
After struggling for half the night, he was exhausted, so he hugged her, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.
When Mu Qingqing woke up, there was no one around her. She looked at the ceiling, her eyes confused for a moment. After a few seconds, her thoughts returned to their original place. Remembering that she had to go to work today, she stood up suddenly, picked up her phone and took a look.