With a "squeak", the door of the ward was opened, and Mu Jinrui came in with a thermos. Feeling the unpleasant atmosphere in the ward, Mu Jinrui was a little puzzled.
"Xiaochen is awake? Are you chatting?" Are you doing psychological counseling? It doesn't seem to be going well.
"Yeah, we are chatting." Ye Haoran saw that Mu Jinrui regained his fighting power in an instant. With such a big handle in his hand, Mu Haochen might only be able to defend.
"What are you talking about? Xiaochen, I brought you porridge." Mu Jinrui got busy as he said, and he didn't let Ye Haoran take the words casually.
"Talking about you, we talked..." "Brother, I'm hungry." Mu Haochen quickly interrupted Ye Haoran's words with some guilty conscience. How about keeping it secret
Who said it to you? I have not given any promises.
mean! Villain!
The eyes of the two met in the air, sparks were flying everywhere, and the ward was full of gunpowder for a time.
"Xiaochen, didn't you say you were hungry? Eat quickly, don't flirt with Dr. Ye, knowing that your relationship is good." Mu Jinrui deliberately said in a ridiculous tone to ease the atmosphere, still not forgetting to be busy and light. Stir gently the hot porridge in the bowl.
"I don't have a good relationship with him." Ye Haoran felt that this kid was the master who crossed the river and demolished the bridge.
"Brother, I didn't flirt with him." Although I know that my brother said casually, it is better not to have such a misunderstanding.
Ye Haoran cast an unclear smile on Mu Haochen, there is no silver three hundred taels here.
"Hurry up and drink the porridge, it won't be good after a while." However, Mu Jinrui didn't listen to Mu Haochen's explanation at all.
Mu Jinrui's attitude made Ye Haoran help her forehead. How dull it was, no wonder Mu Haochen's strong feelings were so thoroughly ignored by Mu Jinrui.
Ye Haoran couldn't help but send another sympathetic expression to Mu Haochen. The road is long and long. You can practice slowly. It is probably not much easier than Tang Seng to learn the scriptures.
"Is the porridge made by brother himself? It smells good." Ye Haoran regarded this as cultivation, but Mu Haochen felt happy. It was a bit bitter in time and there would be ups and downs. Isn't it what I experienced with my brother
"That's because you are hungry. I'll feed you. You can eat more to get better. Do you know?" Mu Jinrui's soft voice made Mu Haochen very useful, squinting his eyes like a little fox, eager for this moment The warmth.
"Drink it well, thank you brother." Mu Haochen's cuteness was instantly aroused, and he almost wagd his tail. The feeling of being fed by his brother was the same as watching on TV. There were pink bubbles in the air, and TV shows were too real. It's not deceiving at all.
"You..." Mu Jinrui reluctantly freed up a hand and rubbed the top of Mu Haochen's head. This clingy brother laughed so happily as soon as he got close to him, and tossed as soon as he kept his distance. This time he was tossed. The hospital is here, how should this be broken
"Brother... I'll get better soon. Brother don't have to worry about me." Mu Haochen's head touched Mu Jinrui's warm hands affectionately. It's nice to spoil his brother like this.
I used to think it was nothing, but now knowing Mu Haochen's careful thoughts, Ye Haoran felt that the interaction between the two was simply blind.
Is this a lover or a son? Is it really okay for the cold one to suddenly become so soft and greasy to act like a baby? Mu Jinrui, you are playing with fire, do you know
It's strange that this attitude can make Mu Haochen willing to leave. It really is a slap that can't make a sound. In the future, I hope you don't ask me as a tree hole when you cry.
"I'll go back to the office, here you are. You are here." Ye Haoran turned around and walked out of the ward. He couldn't stay for a second. The feeling of being fed dog food was too exciting.
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