Hearing this, Qi Yan happily took the plate back.
"That's just right, I didn't want to give it to you at first!"
Then, holding the plate happily, he walked back to Tan Bengbeng.
"I gave it to him, he won't eat it himself!"
"..."
Tan Bengbeng raised his eyes and looked at Mo Yongheng, his eyes flickered slightly.
No sweets...
Her brother also doesn't like sweets. When he was a child, there was candy at home, and his brother would keep his share, and when she was unhappy, he would take it out to coax her.
By accident, Tan Bengbeng turned his head and ordered people to prepare some food for Mo Yongheng.
As soon as she finished speaking, Qi Yan's face in front of her turned dark.
"You still said that you don't like him, you care about him in front of me now, don't tell me it's because he looks like your brother, then tell me, what does your brother look like, I'll go and take pictures of his face Allow!"
Tan Bengbeng: "..."
Tan Bengbeng: "Your face is beautiful, you don't need to do it."
She is telling the truth.
Qi Yan is the kind of person who is blessed by nature. Apart from Yu Yuehan, Tan Bengbeng has never seen a man who is more beautiful than him.
Such a face, if you go for plastic surgery, you can only be completely disabled.
What a pity...
Although she is not a person who looks at faces, he really doesn't need to make her brother look like him on purpose.
He's fine now.
"What's the use of looking good? You don't like it!" Qi Yan, like an angry child, put the snack in his hand aside, turned his head and snorted coldly.
"I don't dislike it. I just praised you for looking good..." Tan Bengbeng said subconsciously, and after he finished speaking, he suddenly came back to his senses.
Realizing what she just said, her cheeks flushed slightly.
Qi Yan had already heard it, turned his head abruptly, looked at her excitedly and asked.
"What did you just say? You said you liked me? Say it again!"
"...I didn't say that, you heard it wrong." Tan Bengbeng turned away to look at him, not at him.
It was rare for Qi Yan to hear her say such a thing, how could he let her go.
He stretched out his hand to pinch her chin, turned her face towards him, and stared at her with lowered eyes, "You clearly said that you like me, I heard it!"
"I don't. What I'm talking about is that I like your face. Xiao Mumu likes to collect good-looking little brothers. I was influenced by her. I just admire it, not what you think..."
Tan Bengbeng anxiously wanted to explain, but when he raised his head to meet Qi Yan's playful evil eyes, he was startled suddenly.
Qi Yan brushed his hair with long fingers, with a smug smile on the corner of his mouth.
Exhale like a charm.
"Bengbeng, if you like me, just tell me straight up, don't be shy, even if you only like my face, you still like it, if you like it, I'll give it to you!"
Tan Bengbeng: "..."
His thinking is indeed different from normal.
Qi Yan didn't think much about it, but Tan Bengbeng himself felt guilty.
Especially there is Mo Yongheng in the ward, she is not as shameless as Qi Yan, and she doesn't care if she likes it in front of others.
Tan Bengbeng just said that he likes his face, and felt that his face was going to burn.
He quickly stood up and walked to Mo Chengxian's hospital bed.
Seeing Mo Chengxian who was still sleeping soundly, he couldn't help turning his head and asking Qi Yan, "Didn't you say that your medicine could bring the old Patriarch back to consciousness? Why hasn't he woke up yet?"
It's been over an hour.
Not only did Mo Chengxian not look like he was about to wake up, but it seemed that he had fallen into a deeper sleep.
Even when it was time to take the medicine, he didn't respond at all.
Could something be wrong