81. Chapter 81 I've been thinking about it for more than ten years 8
It was as light as if he was afraid of waking her up, and it was not like what Xiang Yutian had done at all, as if there was another gentle soul living in his body.
"Miaomiao, sleep well."
Xiang Yutian whispered in her ear, stretched out his hand to brush away the soft hair from her cheek, and gently touched her face with his fingertips.
"..."
The long fingers swept across her face with obvious nostalgia.
Jiang Weiwei was so shocked that he almost sat up.
Xiang Yutian suddenly became like this, she really couldn't accept it... She was even more surprised than when he was arrogant and arrogant.
It turns out that even if you are abused, you will get used to it.
Suddenly, the bed beside her sank, the quilt was lifted, and a warmth came in. She was hugged into a hug, her head rested on a solid shoulder, and a pair of strong arms hugged her from behind.
A pair of big palms covered her cold hands, and she heard Xiang Yutian murmur to himself, "Why are your hands so cold?"
Take his dirty hands away, and her hands will be warm.
Jiang Weiwei cursed in her heart and still pretended to be asleep. She was too weak now and was too lazy to care about him and argue with him.
Xiang Yutian held her hand with some force and covered her other hand with the quilt.
"..."
Jiang Weiwei completely lost his sleep.
He is just holding her now, which is a kind of torture to her.
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That night when I woke up, many people poured into the spacious ward.
People in chef uniforms stood in a row, each pushing a trolley filled with steaming porridge and side dishes. All kinds of top-notch fragrances diluted the smell of medicine in the ward.
"First sister, this is the signature porridge of the Royal Gallery."
"This is Xuerongfang's eight-treasure porridge, which is known as the best porridge in the country."
"And this one is one of the famous porridges in the Tao of Porridge."
"besides……"
Lone Eagle introduced them one by one.
Jiang Weiwei and Xiang Yutian were sitting on the hospital bed, with his back leaning against the wall, and she was forced to sit in his arms. Her stomach, which had not eaten for a long time, was aroused by Lone Eagle's thoughts.
"Just this way over here..."
Just as Jiang Weiwei was ordering food, he was coldly interrupted by Xiang Yutian behind him, "Gu Ying, how did you choose, can these porridges be eaten by others?"
"Of course." Lone Ying said immediately, "I sent someone to keep an eye on the chef's cooking, and I didn't even add MSG."
"Trash, take it back and feed it to the dogs!" Xiang Yutian looked at Gu Ying with a look of disdain.
Lone Ying looked surprised and said, "Master Xiang, we don't have a dog at home."
The Xiang family only has a few dozen hounds, and those who can't eat porridge have professional food recipes.
"Then you can eat it."
"Yes, thank you, Mr. Xiang." Gu Ying's usual loyal dog mentality made him thank him immediately, with a flattered look on his face.
Jiang Weiwei was in a bad mood. He almost laughed when he saw this, and his head hurt again.
This lone eagle is indeed a loyal dog, so thank you for this.
"Hey...that's not right, Mr. Xiang, why is it my turn without a dog?" Lone Ying suddenly reacted with a hurt look on his face.
Xiang Yutian raised the corners of his lips and looked at him with a half-smile, "You can choose not to eat."
Then don't eat it for the rest of your life.
"No, no, no, I'll eat! I'll eat!" Lone Ying said in a doggy tone, waving to the chefs, "Let's go, get out!"
Xiang Yutian's big hand gently rubbed the back of Jiang Weiwei's hand that had just been infused, massaging her carefully, and stared at her with his lower eyes.
The slightly raised corner of Jiang Weiyi's lips appeared in his eyes...
"Are you laughing?" Xiang Yutian was in a good mood.