He's cute but puritanical

When Feng Yu'an comes back after dinner, he sees the man standing in the corridor from a long distance.

He leaned against the post next to the railing, and the light from the Japanese lantern above his head gently shrouded him.

The soft light softened the lines of his side face, and, in addition, he was still sick, and it didn't seem to be as cold as usual.

Seeing him seem to be staring at the distance, Feng Yu'an walked near, slowed down and walked around his back.

Next second, she suddenly hit him on the shoulder, and said loudly to his ear, "Hello! What are you doing? "

Zoao is wandering, suddenly by such a big drink, the mind just relaxed nerves immediately tightened.

The face of seven orifices bleeding was floating in the mind, and the hands and feet were suddenly cold.

Feng Yu'an felt his body muscles suddenly tightened, and couldn't help laughing. "Help owl, your courage is so small!"

A big man is afraid of ghosts, think of it all think funny to kill!

The small owl raised his hand to the lip and coughed softly to cover up his embarrassment, "No."

The wind Yu'an eye drops turn, looking at the door half opened behind him, "what do you do without you?"

"It's too stuffy in the room. I'll get out and get a breath." Zou Xiao glanced through the bag she had in her hand and immediately transferred the topic and said, "what did you pack for me?"

Feng Yu'an did not continue to tease him, lifted the bag in his hand and returned, "there is Mushroom Chicken Congee in the Chinese restaurant here. Come in and have porridge."

Zoe Xiao responded and walked into the room behind her.

It was probably the cold wind outside, and when the LORD came into the room, he coughed.

Feng Yu'an saw him cough badly, frowned silently. "He is still ill. I don't know to add a coat out. It's a real time to go out."

Zoao is now fragile, she said, immediately that arrogant temper came up.

He simply lay down in bed, with a little bit of gas blocking meaning, "I am tired, sleep."

Feng Yu'an listened to his tone, and he was very angry and funny. "Mr. Zoe, what are you angry with? I packed you porridge from a long way. How do you mean not to eat? "

"Not angry," said zoao, lying down in his bed, and his face still tight. "I suddenly lost my appetite and didn't want to eat."

Feng Yu'an can not agree, "that can't be! Porridge is packed back. You have to eat a little! "

Zoao slowly raised his eyes, looked at her beautiful face, her heart was fretting, and he said, "you can eat me, you feed me!"

He is sick by himself, and he is afraid, right?

Feng Yu Ancai does not eat his set, takes out the packing bag, and throws it aside. "You eat if you like it, and don't eat it and pull it down!"

Zoao looked up at the iron hearted woman, extremely upset, but helpless.

After he came out of the ghost house, he had his stomach empty, and he was a little hungry at this time.

It was useless for her to show weakness. He could only climb up and slowly swallow porridge.

Feng Yu'an saw that he finally drank porridge peacefully, and took his pajamas to take a bath.

Half washed, suddenly from the bedroom came a call, "wind Yu an!"

A low voice was a little anxious, like something was going on.

Feng Yu'an thought what happened to the ZOW Lord. He hurriedly turned off the shower and shouted out to the door, "what's the matter?"

As a result, when ZOW heard her reply, he only returned two words, "nothing."

Feng Yu'an, "..."

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