Song Wuyou was caught by this familiar smell, bringing back infinite memories.
"It's delicious, tastes... exactly as I said."
Song Wuyou felt his throat was itchy, sour, and astringent.
"Baked in mud."
Song Wuyou pursed his lips, "This way, the taste will be better."
"Do you like to eat?" Mu Gu asked.
"En." Song Wuyou nodded.
"If you like it, eat more." Mu Gu was in a good mood.
"I'm afraid not."
"Why?" Mu Gu was puzzled.
"I have a high fever." Song Wuyou said helplessly.
"Really?" Upon hearing this, Mu Gu stretched out his hand, and touched her forehead familiarly to test her body temperature.
His hand just touched her forehead, and then he withdrew it abruptly, looking at her in surprise: "It's so hot!"
"Forty degrees."
"You didn't say it earlier?" Mu Gu was annoyed, "If you said it earlier, I won't let you eat chicken."
"A small piece, it's okay." Song Wuyou smiled and said, "It's just a waste of your heart."
Mu Gu smiled indifferently: "Don't waste it, Ah Hao probably hasn't eaten yet, I'll leave it for him to eat. When you recover, I'll cook it for you."
"She's recovered, I can do it!" Gu Yanhao probably heard what Mu Gu said, and walked in with a dark handsome face.
"You can't even cook noodles, how can you cook Beggar's Chicken?" Mu Gu couldn't help but shouted.
Song Wuyou looked at him with a slight frown, somewhat puzzled, how could this man's face be so dark
Gu Yanhao put down the porridge, glanced at the food box brought by Mu Gu, and then at Song Wuyou's lips.
Seeing that her lips were stained with a little oil, the light was reflected, and she carried a seductive charm.
Gu Yanhao raised his eyebrows and asked displeasedly, "Did you eat chicken?"
Song Wuyou nodded, "Yes."
"You just retreated yourself!" Gu Yanhao glared at Song Wuyou fiercely, his eyes were cold.
"Just a small piece." Song Wuyou said lightly.
Gu Yanhao turned his head and looked at Mu Gu coldly, "Take your chicken back."
"I'll eat it for you." Mu Gu said, seeing that Gu Yanhao's face was getting darker and darker, Mu Gu didn't want to stay any longer.
He stood up and gave Song Wuyou Yangguang a hand, "Wuyou, I'm going back first. I'll come and see you when I'm free."
Song Wuyou saw that Mu Gu smiled so brightly, she also smiled happily, "Well, go slowly."
Gu Yanhao looked at them with a dark face, they were smiling so happily, were they familiar
"Ah Hao, I leave the chicken for you to eat." Mu Gu came over, patted Gu Yanhao on the shoulder, and curled his lips: "Smile more in front of your wife."
"..." It's none of your business whether you laugh or not.
After Mu Gu left, Gu Yanhao sullenly picked up the box of chicken and walked out of the ward.
Song Wuyou looked at his back suspiciously, is he going out to eat
After a while, Gu Yanhao came back.
Hands are empty.
Song Wuyou asked: "Did you finish eating so soon?"
"I have never eaten bad food." Gu Haoyan said coldly.
"Unpalatable?" Song Wuyou frowned, she thought it was delicious.
She rolled her eyes at Gu Yanhao coldly, and muttered, "Your taste is really strange."
Gu Yanhao's cold gaze carried a hint of jealousy that Song Wuyou couldn't detect.
His gaze was fixed on Song Wuyou's face, "Are you familiar with Mu Gu?"
"Unfamiliar, but there is a kind of self-familiarity." Song Wuyou said.
"What is self-familiarity?"
Song Wuyou looked at Gu Yanhao like an idiot, this man doesn't even understand "self-acquaintance" right
"It's too late to meet each other." Song Wuyou explained simply.