Nan Shao, the drama master, he has started again

Chapter 1367 About the problem of drooling
Zhai Yu gently rubbed her head, like the kind of intimacy an elder would treat a junior.

A sharp light flashed across his eyes.

"Take care of some housework, and I'll be back with you soon."

"Ok!"

……

After seeing off Yun Mumu and the others, Jin Kaka walked to Lang Mochen's side, turned around, frowned, and stared at his hands and feet wrapped in gauze, full of doubts.

Seeing that he was resting with his eyes closed, she simply asked, "Lang Mochen, are you really unable to move your hands and feet?"

Lang Mochen closed his eyes, and said calmly, "You don't need to take care of me, go back."

It was a bit strange at first, but after hearing this guy's arrogant and cold tone, Jinkaka felt that this matter could not be faked.

With such a good face, does he need to lie to people about this kind of thing?

For a man like him who is so lofty and mighty, that's just a few words to describe him: Lost!

Jin Kaka pouted, since he was injured for himself, so take good care of him until the injury is healed!

Lang Miao, who was still guarding the door in case of emergency, saw that Jin Kaka had already picked up the insulated box on the table, felt a little more comforted, and quietly retreated out.

Unscrewing the insulation box, the aroma of bone porridge came out faintly, and the next moment, there was a grunting sound in the ward.

Jinkaka: "..."

"Well, you're hungry, aren't you?"

Lang Mochen remained silent, pretending to be cool.

What the hell are you pretending, your stomach will slap you in the face!

Too lazy to ask him again, Jinkaka found the spare tableware, set aside a small bowl of porridge and stirred it to cool down, then sat down on the side of the bed, "Okay, open your mouth, I'll feed you."

At this moment, Lang Mochen finally opened his eyes, and a rare warmth was added to his usually cold and clear eyes.

Naturally, Jinkaka, who was only looking down to poke the bone porridge, missed the deep emotion flowing in his eyes.

"Okay, it shouldn't be hot anymore."

As soon as she looked up, seeing him staring at her, Jinkaka subconsciously touched the spoon to her mouth, and then told him again, "It's really not hot anymore."

She thought he didn't believe it.

Lang Mochen's eyes suddenly darkened, and he didn't speak. Jin Kaka directly hit the spoon on his mouth, and when it touched his lips, he opened his mouth and ate.

"Is it delicious? It tastes delicious when I eat it."

Just touched it once, and she still licked the corner of her mouth as if aftertaste.

Lang Mochen stared at her lips, and said hoarsely, "I ate so much."

Jin Kaka despised, "I don't want to eat your saliva either, just a spoon."

Lang Mochen met her gaze again, and looked at her coldly, "You touched me before I ate."

"...Damn!" Jinkaka said angrily, "I'm just helping you to test the temperature, and besides, I just touched it, so it's not considered drooling!"

"Oh."

Oh...you didn't!
Jinkaka held back his tantrum, angrily fed him the rest of the porridge, then got up and twisted a towel to wipe his face.

Probably because he was holding his breath in his stomach, he accidentally kicked the leg of the stool opposite when he turned around, and Jin Kaka fell directly onto the hospital bed. Lang Mochen subconsciously raised his hand to catch it. Thinking of something, I immediately put it back.

Ever since, Jin Kaka fell steadily onto half of his leg, and Lang Mochen's face turned blue from the pressure.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, are you hurt?"

Jinkaka got up in a hurry, looking at the expression on Lang Mochen's face that was still so stinky.

"fine."

"That's good...I'm going to wash the dishes, and I'll get you some fruit when I come back."

Lang Mochen was noncommittal, his eyes followed her, and seeing her turn completely into the bathroom, he immediately frowned, half sat up and lifted the quilt to adjust the loose bandages.

"Oh, by the way, what kind of water do you want to drink... what the hell???"

(End of this chapter)