Taking in the emotional changes in his eyes, Mu Qingyan lowered her eyes slightly and said nothing.
"Wait for me here, I'll prepare it for you." After Jun Qingjue said that, he stood up and left, and his figure quickly disappeared from the room.
Seeing the figure disappearing at the door, Mu Qingyan's eyes dimmed slightly, and she sighed softly in her heart.
Jun Qingjue didn't leave for long. When he came back, he already had a tray in his hand. Jun Qingjue put the porridge and snacks in the tray on the table, picked up the porridge and walked towards the bed.
"Yan'er, drink some porridge to warm up your body." She hasn't eaten for two days, so she can't eat anything greasy. She also had a miscarriage and is weak, so she should eat some porridge first to make it lighter.
Mu Qingyan leaned against the bed and reached out to take the bowl of porridge in his hand, but Jun Qingjue took it away: "I'll feed it to you."
I'll give you a drink.
Such ordinary words made Mu Qingyan's heart tremble.
Seeing that he insisted on doing this, Mu Qingyan could only nod her head and did not refute.
Jun Qingjue scooped up a spoonful, put it to his mouth and blew on it before feeding it to Mu Qingyan.
Mu Qingyan glanced at him and without saying a word, she drank up the porridge in the spoon and looked up at him, her blue eyes as calm as water.
Knowing that she liked to drink, Jun Qingjue continued to feed her in this way, spoonful after spoonful, watching her eat it bite by bite, until she drank up all the porridge in the bowl, she felt relieved.
tone.
She hadn't eaten for two days, so she just wanted to eat. What he was most worried about was that she wouldn't eat. Fortunately, she ate everything.
Seeing that she was still looking at him, Jun Qingjue asked with a smile: "Do you want more?"
Mu Qingyan shook her head: "You are full, you can eat."
There was still some porridge on the table. He stayed with her for two days without resting or eating, which made him even more tired.
Although he hid it well, the faint fatigue between his brows could still be seen.
"I'm not hungry." He was very happy to see her well and eat well, so he was not hungry.
"Leave if you don't want to eat." Mu Qingyan's eyelashes were slightly furrowed and her tone was shallow.
As the saying goes, if you don't want to eat, leave. If you don't want to leave, just drink porridge.
Given the choice between the two, Jun Qingjue naturally chose the latter.
Without saying a word, he stood up and came to the table, drank up the other bowl of porridge on the table, turned back to the edge of the bed, and stared at Mu Qingyan.
Mu Qingyan was dumbfounded by his series of actions, and the lines on her face softened slightly: "No one is competing with you, why are you anxious?"
Jun Qingjue smiled: "Are you caring about me?"
Mu Qingyan said nothing, which was considered acquiescence.
If she didn't care, she wouldn't care about him, so how could she care about his life or death?
Seeing a grain of rice at the corner of the man's mouth, Mu Qingyan narrowed her eyes and pointed at his mouth.
Jun Qing looked at him in confusion and did not think about it.
Seeing that he didn't notice, Mu Qingyan stopped pointing and reached out to wipe off the grain of rice from the corner of his mouth: "Didn't you eat like this before or pay attention to your appearance?"
Purple eyes narrowed slightly, Jun Qingjue held her hand. Mu Qingyan wanted to pull away, but the man increased his strength to prevent her from pulling away.
"Yan'er, I want to take a good look at you."
The man's voice is deep and magnetic, extremely hoarse and extremely sexy.
"You're tired, go back and have a good rest." He was very tired after not sleeping for two days.
Jun Qingjue shook her head and frowned slightly: "Yan'er, don't think about letting me go, I won't leave."