After Mu Anqing bought breakfast, she returned to the ward in fear.
She first secretly opened the door and then stuck it into her head, but unexpectedly she was caught by Yu Zichen.
"Haha, why don't you come in at the door? Are you still afraid that I will eat you?" Yu Zichen smiled playfully and hooked her fingers.
"Tsk, who is afraid!" Mu Anqing curled her lips disdainfully, obviously looking at a quarrel.
"Then why haven't you come in yet?"
"I..." Mu Anqing was speechless for a moment, and then she suddenly realized that she was standing at the door like a piece of wood.
"What are you?" Yu Zichen raised his eyebrows and asked back.
"I haven't had time to go in yet!" Mu Anqing said stubbornly, then entered the ward with breakfast.
But when she came to the hospital bed, that guy Yu Zichen became dishonest again.
But this time he did not bully her, but pinched her cheek with his hands and said childishly: "Why is my baby so cute!"
"Okay, stop making trouble!" Mu Anqing gave Yu Zichen a blank look, and then started to give him breakfast.
"Here, milk." Mu Anqing inserted the straw into the milk box and handed it to Yu Zichen.
Then she coated the bread with jam, peeled the eggs, and helped him serve a bowl of porridge.
"An Qing, I find that you are becoming more and more likely to be a good wife and mother. It seems that I should have married you early." Yu Zichen kept praising Mu Anqing while eating.
But Mu Anqing blushed because of his words, "I should marry you sooner."
But her face still pretended to be calm and said indifferently: "You eat yours! You can't even block your mouth even if you eat."
"Hey, this is the truth, absolutely the truth!" Yu Zichen patted his chest, as if he was trying to show how sincere he was.
"Haha, I know." Mu Anqing smiled slightly, and a sweet wave appeared in her heart.
"Do you know?" Yu Zichen frowned, unable to help but wonder.
He didn't say anything yet. What did she know? Could it be that she had guessed it?
"Yes! I know what you are saying is the truth!" Mu Anqing nodded, and then handed the bread to his hands.
"Oh, so what you are talking about!" Yu Zichen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. It seemed that he was indeed too sensitive.
"Otherwise? You thought I was talking about?"
But before Yu Zichen could answer, Mu Anqing asked another question: "By the way, didn't you say you wanted to discuss something with me before I went to buy breakfast?"