Song Qingyu's words can be said to be very arrogant.
However, the damn thing is the truth!
Mo Beiyan really likes her crazily, is obsessed with her!
"Okay, it's getting late. If the fifth aunt wants to eat supper, there should be food in the kitchen. I'm going to serve Uncle Mo first!"
After a brief contact between the two, Song Qingyu walked upstairs carrying the porridge.
Back in the bedroom, Mo Beiyan looked at her immediately.
Song Qingyu held the tray in one hand, and closed the door with the other.
When he walked in and put the tray on the small table, Song Qingyu adjusted the bed so that Mo Beiyan could tilt at forty-five degrees so that it was easy to feed—no doubt, these beds that matched the injury were all because of Mo Beiyan. The injuries are specially made temporarily.
"Take it out." Mo Beiyan's tone was a bit cold.
The imperative tone made Song Qingyu raised his brows high, and looked at him.
Seeing the jealous look on his face, staring at her as if wishing to chop off his hands, he couldn't help feeling funny, and said softly: "I have washed my hands."
Mo Beiyan was startled.
He didn't expect that he hadn't said anything yet, she would understand what she meant!
This makes his heart feel like a warm current is slowly flowing in, not sweet!
"Okay, I did things well, I didn't let him take advantage!" Song Qingyu leaned in and kissed him on the cheek to express comfort, then brought the porridge bowl, and the spoon stirred the hot porridge again and again. Blowing, especially attentive.
This picture is very beautiful. Originally, Mo Beiyan wanted to worry about her sacrificing herself to design Mo Nanyang, and she wanted to lose her temper, but she was infected by her gentle movements and couldn't get angry.
His girl, courageous and strategic, and able to get her to treat herself sincerely, it really is that he has burned a high incense in his last life!
If Song Qingyu knew what he thought in his heart, he would definitely say: It's not that you burned high incense in my previous life, but you burned high incense in my previous life! I must be owed to you in my previous life, so I have been planted in your hands in this life!
But Song Qingyu didn't know what he was thinking, the porridge on the spoon was cold, and he handed it to him, saying, "I'll feed you porridge."
"Yeah." Mo Beiyan opened his mouth.
She is not feeding for the first time, but Mo Beiyan knows that when she feeds for the first time, she is also very skilled in her movements, and she looks like she used to take care of people before.
He couldn't help but wonder. Taking advantage of this moment, he finally asked: "Qing Yu, why are you so skilled in serving people to eat?"
"Of course I used to do it often!" Song Qingyu replied subconsciously.
In the past, Song Yuan was paralyzed in a vegetative state before she became a vegetative. She fed Song Yuan bite by bite for a long time.
So this kind of action is extraordinarily familiar.
Mo Beiyan was stunned: "I used to do it often? Does the Bai family have anyone you need to take care of yourself?"
I'm afraid not, Qiu Fenglan also praised Bai Qingyu, and deliberately raised her abolished, it is impossible for her to have a chance to show such a good side!
Song Qingyu was stunned, and then he came back to his senses and concealed the past with a grin: "Actually, I'm just right?"
"No matter how easy it is, things that I haven't done are a bit blunt." Mo Beiyan naturally refused to believe it, and looked at her deeply, with some scrutiny in his eyes.
In fact, not only this little action, but also many aspects, she showed a kind of inconsistent with the normal situation.
Compared with the little fat girl before, from the information on Bai Qingyu's life experience that he found, they are simply two people!
Song Qingyu was a little nervous when he stared at him!
Mo Beiyan's gaze was filled with unconcealable guesses. After Song Qingyu was nervous for a while, he thought that there was no way to verify the rebirth of the soul anyway, so he calmed down again.
She smiled and asked, "So, what are you suspecting?"
Another mouthful of porridge was brought to his lips, she tilted her head playfully and asked: "Do you suspect that Bai Qingyu has been dropped?"
This is the truth. It’s just that it’s not being dropped by someone, but that she really killed herself. She is not reborn by taking her home, but after the death of the original Bai Qingyu, the soul that has nowhere to put just happens to be attached to it. !
"No." Mo Beiyan swallowed the porridge.
He didn't doubt this, because since he knew Bai Qingyu, he had seen the one in front of him from the beginning to the end, but it was quite different from the one written in the information.
After taking another bite, he suddenly said: "I'm pretty sure that the Bai Qingyu I know has not been dropped, but whether it was dropped before I knew you, I'm not sure."
Song Qingyu was startled, his hand shook, and a spoonful of porridge was spilled on the quilt!
Mo Beiyan took a look and asked quickly, "Is it hot?"
He quickly took her hand over for examination.
"It's okay, it's so cold, and the porridge is not very hot." Song Qingyu put her hand back, took the paper towel and wiped off the rice grains on the quilt, and said, "Fortunately, there are not many. Let Auntie change this quilt tomorrow."
Mo Beiyan stared at her wrist and asked, "Then why are your hands red?"
"..." Song Qingyu glanced down at her wrist, not caring very much, said: "Oh, ah, when the porridge bowl was overturned downstairs, it was splashed and scalded by the hot porridge. It will not affect much. Tomorrow Enough."
After speaking, he noticed that the breath around him sank.
She quickly looked at Mo Beiyan, and she saw his dark complexion, and quickly explained: "It's really nothing, just take a look!"
With that, he passed his wrist.
It really didn't have much effect, just a little red mark, no blisters, for ordinary people, there will be a little damage like this is normal.
But Mo Beiyan looked very cold, as if she had been cut by a knife.
To be precise, seeing that she was slightly injured, his heart was like being cut by a knife!
There is nowhere to put this emotion into anger: "Who asked you to accidentally design him? It's good to hurt yourself?"
Song Qingyu felt a little inexplicable: "It's not a big deal, why are you so excited?"
"It's not a big deal..." Mo Beiyan suffocated.
It's really not a big deal, it sounds like he takes it too seriously!
So, for a while, he didn't know what to say. He opened his mouth for a long time, and finally only said one sentence: "I don't want you to have any damage. You are still hurt under my nose. This proves how incompetent I am?"
Song Qing: "..."
Dumbfounding!
Knowing that he was upset because he felt sorry for herself, she also understood his thoughts, leaned over and kissed him on the lips, smiling very sweetly: "It's okay! It's just ordinary people cooking at home or something. It’s normal to be scalded by hot oil? If you care about little things like this, how can you care about it?"
Mo Beiyan knew that what she said was right, but the endurance in his heart was not so strong.
He took her hand and said: "I really want to vacuum up and save you!"
"Okay! Don't pretend to be in front of me." Song Qingyu retracted his hand, continued to feed him, and said, "Why don't you say that you are sympathetic to me when you have sex?"
She couldn't do it any time in **, she desperately yelled no more, but he never let her breathe!