My iceberg smiled

Chapter 151 The Throat Is Not Damaged

"Mo Chen, I think..."

Just as Fang Ci was about to say what was on his mind, Zhuo Qiu walked in.

There was still a piece of bright yellow soft pudding in his hand, "Master, the pudding you want..." Zhuo Qiu softly called out.

"Give it to me." Han Mochen personally took the small plate containing the pudding.

With a slight movement of his fingers, he scooped up a spoonful of pudding with a small spoon and fed it to the little guy's mouth.

Han Qianxiao opened her small mouth and covered the spoon and pudding in one mouthful, and the fragrance of eggs and milk wafted between her lips and tongue, which was especially wonderful.

The throat slid slightly, and a mouthful of pudding was swallowed directly.

Han Qianxiao happily tugged Lahan Mochen's sleeve again, and pointed to her open mouth.

"..." Han Mochen's sharp brows softened a lot at this moment, and he understood what the little guy meant, and fed another spoonful into the other's mouth.

By the time he discovered that feeding the little guy was a lot of fun and addicting, the plate had bottomed out.

The little one ate up all the pudding and ate it clean.

Han Mochen thought to himself, feed him again tomorrow.

Seeing this scene, Fang Ci on the side, who was only slightly thinking, became more serious.

Just now, he had some thoughts in his mind, and when he wanted to tell Han Mochen, he was interrupted by Zhuo Qiu who entered the door.

At this moment, the more he looked at Han Qianxiao's situation, the deeper and deeper his doubts became, until he fell to the bottom of the valley.

"What's wrong?" Han Mochen also felt Fang Ci's serious gaze, and asked involuntarily.

Because you can see the seriousness on this spring-like smiling face, it must be that something important has happened.

Fang Ci didn't answer immediately, but walked slowly toward Han Qianxiao.

When Han Qianxiao saw Fang Ci approaching, she subconsciously stepped back, but Fang Ci grabbed her little hand.

"Little Pudding, open your mouth and show me." Fang Ci's aura suddenly became so fierce that Han Qianxiao didn't realize it, and actually forgot to resist.

"Open your mouth." Fang Ci repeated again, his voice a little heavy.

Seeing Fang Ci from the side, Zhuo Qiu couldn't help saying, "You scared Little Pudding! Let him open his mouth suddenly, what do you want to do?"

Han Mochen didn't think that Fang Ci would do this for no reason, so he also became serious.

Coaxing the little guy, he said, "Xiaoxiao, be good, open your mouth and show this uncle."

Dialect: "..."

Han Qianxiao was amused by Han Mochen's "uncle".

There is nothing wrong with what Master Chen said, he is so much older than her, he can really be called uncle.

Han Qianxiao only listened to Han Mochen's words, and opened her little mouth obediently.

Fang Ci casually took out a cotton swab and a flashlight from his pocket. The cotton swab was inserted into Han Qianxiao's mouth and pressed down, and the flashlight shone directly into it.

Han Qianxiao: "!!!" Fuck!

She didn't react to the other party's sudden move, and the cotton swab pressed her tongue suddenly, causing her a slight pain.

Fang Ci shined with a flashlight for a long time, and muttered to himself in doubt: "The throat is not damaged..."

Han Qianxiao was very close, and when she heard this sentence, she was taken aback.

Has the veterinarian discovered that she can't speak?
Han Mochen said: "What's the situation?"

Fang Ci put away his things, frowned and said: "At first I thought that Little Pudding was just unwilling to talk because of those things he had experienced, and he was in a strange environment, but now it seems that's not the case."

Han Mochen shrank his pupils, squatted down in front of Han Qianxiao, and said eagerly: "Xiaoxiao, speak up."

Han Qianxiao tried her best to "ah" for a long time, but she couldn't utter a single syllable.

The mood of the three people in the room sank instantly.

(End of this chapter)