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Ming Ling was in a tight heart, patted Su's warm face and wanted to call her up.

Su wennuan frowned and let out an uncomfortable groan.

She now felt a very bad throat, and the whole person was too sick to move.

"Warm..." Mingling stood up and bent over by the bed and pushed Su wennuan's arm. Su opened her eyes and saw that it was Ming Ling. She pushed his hand with some resistance, although it was only a very slight and casual action.

But mingling was pushed by her, and her heart was fierce, and her heart felt uncomfortable.

Su wennuan still doesn't accept his meaning.

Even though she is suffering now, she still doesn't want him to get close to him.

Mingling thought that he was really cruel to her in the morning. Su wennuan still has a lingering fear, which is also normal. Now he doesn't want to have an intersection with him, for fear that he will get close to her and continue to hurt him.

Ming Ling swallowed his throat and said, "warm, don't worry, I won't hurt you..." With that, he went out.

Su wennuan was lying on the bed with frowns on her brows. She was very uncomfortable in her body and heart.

Some words are said after the injury, it will not work, there is no force.

Ming Ling had always said that he would not hurt her and wanted to take care of her. But once something happened, he would like to kill her. How could he take care of her?

All the sweet talk was just a casual talk when he was happy. In fact, he never had her in his heart.

Su wennuan thought this way, and felt even more miserable.

After a while, Ming Ling came in from the outside with a tray in his hand. The tray contained porridge and soup, as well as some vegetables.

He put the tray on the bedside cabinet, and then came to sit on the bed and helped Su warm warm up. Su wennuan did not resist this time because she had no strength.

Mingling sat beside the bed and let Su warm lean on him. One hand supported her back, the other hand scooped a spoonful of congee with a spoon, blowing it at the mouth and cooling the porridge a little. After feeling the temperature was almost the same, he took the porridge to her mouth and wanted her to eat some. How could she stand such a day without eating.

Don't eat, Sue

Mingling frowned, knowing that she was still angry with him, he handed the porridge to her mouth, and she raised her hand and lifted it.

Mingling didn't expect that she would suddenly make such a move. She was caught off guard and opened the porridge in her hand. Because the spoon was a little full, so the porridge came out. Mingling quickly bypassed her hand to avoid spilling it on Su wennuan's body.

so the porridge was sprinkled on the bed sheet.

Ming Ling looked back at her and saw that she did not open her head to look at the other side, but did not go to see him, and she could see her pale face. Her eyes were spiritless and vicissitudes, and looked at the front without focus.

She looked as if she had only half her life left, which made Ming Ling feel miserable.

"Su wennuan, you have to eat whatever you like. You can't make fun of your body just because you are angry with others... " Ming Ling was a little anxious and serious.

Su wennuan doesn't eat like this and practices himself like this. He is distressed. But he can't eat instead of her. Her body is her own. She has to treat herself well.

Su wennuan didn't speak, just looked at the front, with no eyes.

Mingling had no way. He scooped a spoon of porridge with a spoon and ate it in his mouth. His other hand held Su's warm head and pushed her head overboard.

Su wennuan was about to resist. Mingling held her face in her hands and fixed her head. Without warning, she kissed her lips.

Su warm stare big eyes, with only a little strength in the body to resist, to push him away!

This man is still like that, regardless of other people's feelings, always let his own thinking how to do what he wants to do!

Now that she's like this, he's strong!

Su wennuan is more rebellious in her heart. She struggles violently in the arms of Ming Ling.

Ming Ling did not let her go, but stubbornly clamped her, and stroked the porridge from his mouth to her mouth with his tongue.

Su wennuan can't push him away. She has no strength. She really has no way.

Mingling took the porridge to her throat with her tongue, and suddenly noticed that Su's painful body trembled, and her eyebrows wrinkled, as if it were very painful.

Ming Ling tyrannically sent the rest of the porridge to her throat, and when she swallowed it, he let her go.

"Cough, cough..." As soon as she released the lips of Ming Ling, Su wennuan coughed bitterly. From the sound of the cough, she could hear that her throat was dry and hoarse. She held one hand on the bed and the other touched her neck.

Ming Ling looked at her neck, and saw that her white neck was as white and delicate as a white porcelain, but there was a blue and purple palm print on such a beautiful neck.

This beautiful neck, there is such a big flaw, is thanks to him, see Su warm neck scar, heart more painful.But she was angry with him, so she couldn't stop eating. The voice of Ming Ling was a little gentle and a little overbearing, "eat these, you can eat them yourself, or I'll feed you..."

He just didn't give her a choice. She had to eat if she didn't eat.

Su wennuan raised his eyes and looked at him. His eyes, which were usually bright and watery, were glowing with water and red, staring at him, protesting all his language and behavior.

But she also knew in her heart that the man of Ming Ling was too strong and overbearing, and she could not defeat him at all.

Ming Ling brought the bowl and was ready to feed her again.

Su wennuan grabs the bowl from his hand.

Ming Ling was surprised and handed her the spoon.

Su wennuan didn't have any good breath. He took the spoon from his hand and began to eat by himself.

Instead of being humiliated by Ming Ling, she should eat by herself as he wishes.

When Ming Ling saw that she began to eat, his guilty heart was a little relieved and comfortable.

Su wennuan was coughing while eating. Although she was eating porridge, she felt hard. Every time she swallowed her throat, it seemed that something had cut her throat.

There are several times, almost spit out the things in her mouth, but she still tried hard to swallow.

Ming Ling looked at her painful eating, and was distressed. Seeing the scar on her neck, she felt more guilty.

Seeing Su wennuan finish her porridge, mingling brings her chicken soup.

Su wennuan takes a look at him, then looks at the soup in his hand and frowns tightly.