Muchuan looked at the small dish in his hand and licked his lips, "well."

Xie Yu laughed and put the dish on the bedside table next to him, then got up and went out.

Behind you.

Muchuan took a look at his bare feet on the floor and said goodbye without expression.

Xie Yu stayed in the laboratory all the year round. More than one researcher in the laboratory said that he was very, very lack of exercise, and his health was very bad. If he did not pay attention to it, he would get sick.

He runs around barefoot all the time...

is he going to get sick.

Muchuan looked at the window in the room, delicate and beautiful eyebrow slightly wrinkled, forget it, whether he was sick or not.

Xie Yu is a man who died of illness.

A minute later, Xie Yu didn't come back.

Muchuan looked at the door, gently pursed his lips and said goodbye again.

Two minutes later, Xie Yu came in with something. He handed the warm porridge to Muchuan, and then put another dish aside.

The things on the plate are red and not very smooth. There are many things on the surface, one by one. They are strawberries.

Muchuan recognized it.

Strawberries seem to be a favorite fruit for many people.

What would it taste like.

Muchuan quietly picked up a spoon and filled it with porridge. As he ate, he turned his head and put a small chopstick mustard in his pocket.

Because he doesn't know how to use chopsticks, he accidentally dropped a little bit of mustard on the bed.

Muchuan's face is not very good-looking. It seems that it is not a good behavior to drop food on the bed.

Without waiting for him to say anything, Xie Yu has turned around and wiped off the mustard on the bed with a paper towel. The juice of mustard leaves a small wet spot on the bed sheet, which is not harmonious.

But Xie Yu didn't care. He put down the paper towel and began to scold himself, "the water seems to have a great influence on you. That person is really bad. How can he do this to you? You can't even hold your chopsticks firmly!"

Muchuan chewed the food in his mouth and coughed twice. Xie Yu hurriedly reached out his hand and smoothed his back for him. "Slow down..."

his voice was very light and light, as if he was afraid of frightening anyone.

Muchuan felt a little funny, lowered his head, picked up the spoon and continued to eat.

Who could have thought that Xie Yu would suddenly scold himself? I don't know how he would react when he remembered what he had said that day.

Xie Yu sat on one side after he had followed him. His face was red and indignant. He said, "that man is really bad. Does he want to kill people?"!? When you are ready, I must make a complaint call to the Public Security Bureau and let him go to jail! "

Muchuan quietly looked at him, not smiling.

Xie Yu is so interesting.

It would be interesting to see him like this every day.

Xie Yu sits on one side to read. Muchuan leans on the bed and listens to him while eating porridge. The atmosphere is strangely harmonious.

Muchuan finally finished eating. He gently licked his lips and naturally handed the bowl to Xie Yu.

Xie Yu took the porridge and said, "don't eat porridge any more. Eat some fruit. I washed strawberries for you."

Muchuan sucked his nose and sniffed the porridge fragrance in the air. In fact, he... Still wanted to eat.

Xie Yu has handed the strawberry plate to him, "eat a little, eat more fruit, good health."