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Lu Yecheng walks in with a cold face from outside. Without looking at Mo Xinyue, he comes in with a food box.

"Why did you go shopping? The wound on your body hasn't healed yet! " Qiu Yi looked back, a pair of beautiful eyes with gentle eyes, looking at the past carefully, there will be a trace of heartache.

"It's all right. You can't die if you buy a meal!" Lu Yecheng puts the food box on the table and takes off his coat. Still wearing a bandage on his arm, he looked a little disobedient, but he was handsome.

"I'll come!" Qiu Yi struggles to get up to tidy up the food box. Lu Yecheng loses his cold eyes. Qiu Yi subconsciously sits on the bed.

Qiu Yi and Lu Yecheng talk as if there were no one else, cooling Mo Xinyue aside.

"Yecheng, I didn't say anything to Miss Qiu just now. Just care about her injury. " Mo Xinyue tried her best to make herself look wronged, but it was obviously useless.

Qiu Yi looked at Mo Xinyue at the moment and remembered that she was so delicate and feminine when she just returned home.

It's a lot like what it was.

The only difference is that at the beginning, Lu Yecheng believed Mo Xinyue, and her eyes were blinded. She didn't believe anything she said, but now Lu Yecheng ignored Mo Xinyue without her saying anything.

Is this Feng Shui rotation? No one can always be a winner in life?

"Miss Mo, do you want to stay and eat together? We can't eat after buying so many!" Lu Yecheng ignores Mo Xinyue. Qiu Yi wants to give her a step down. He is bored here.

Who thought she was just polite. Unexpectedly, Mo Xinyue sat down for dinner.

"Thank you, Miss Qiu. I was really tired after tossing about all night last night." Mo Xinyue said slightly, as if she had been hungry for a long time to get food.

Mo Xinyue takes a stool and sits beside Qiu Yi. Qiu Yi's side is the bedside table. Mo Xinyue's position has just separated the two people.

Mo Xinyue was already sitting here. Qiu Yi couldn't say anything, so he bowed his head and ate.

"You go over there!" Lu Yecheng came over with a bowl of porridge and looked at Mo Xinyue coldly. There was no love left in the past, as if Mo Xinyue was just a strange woman in front of him.

"I can sit here. I don't have to sit on a soft stool." Mo Xinyue wants to get angry. Lu Yecheng is beating her face naked. She just told Qiu Yi that they had something to do last night. Now he is looking at her coldly.

But she can't let this position.

"Past!" Lu Yecheng's voice was a little angry. He narrowed one eye and looked at Mo Xinyue with only one eye.

Mo Xinyue burst into tears. She remembered the look in her eyes. It was because Lu Yecheng showed such a look that a man who made a mistake was kicked several times by Lu Yecheng.

This is a specific sign of Lu Yecheng's anger.

Lu Yecheng has never seen her with such a look. Now

Although Mo Xinyue didn't want to, she still heard Lu Yecheng's words and rushed to the side.

"Leave after eating. The ticket has been booked." After saying this, Lu Yecheng's eyes never saw Mo Xinyue again. No matter what Mo Xinyue said, Lu Yecheng was very indifferent and didn't care at all.

After Lu Yecheng rushed over, he sat by the window with a bowl of porridge, gently scooped up a spoonful of porridge, and carefully blew it on his mouth.

Qiu Yi has never seen such a gentle appearance. It's just that such a person can't even cook, but takes care of her. This picture feels strange.

"I'll do it myself! When Qiu Yi got up to prepare his own meal, he accidentally affected the wound. Subconsciously hissed. Although it was very light, Lu Yecheng heard it.

"Lie down and don't move. I'm also the wounded." Lu Ye is almost ready to boast and hands the porridge to Qiu Yi. Some looked at Qiu Yi anxiously for fear that she might be burned by the wrong blowing.

"Well, it's delicious." Mo Xinyue is still here. It seems that they are not very good, but the expectation in Lu Yecheng's eyes is too serious. Qiu Yi can't ignore it. Just open your mouth and eat the porridge into your mouth.

The temperature is just right.

Although Lu Yecheng's movements are slightly clumsy, he is very attentive. Qiu Yi wants to refuse Lu Yecheng to eat for himself several times, but Lu Yecheng refuses.

Lu Yecheng and Lu Yecheng have been arrogant and domineering for a long time. They hate each other when they meet. Unexpectedly, such a scene can still happen between them.

However, Qiu Yi feels warm. Although he is not used to this way of getting along, it is also very good.

Qiu Yi, whom Lu Ye takes care of, is very careful. Even if there is a little porridge on his mouth, he will gently wipe it off with a tissue paper.

"You don't have to be so thin. I'm not so delicate!" Lu Yecheng is very careful. He hasn't finished a bowl of porridge after ten minutes.

Although she didn't carry the bowl, it's very tired to eat like this.

What's more, Qiu Yi is really hungry. Although he agreed with Han Yang early in the morning to find someone to play a rogue, follow Mo Xinyue to the hospital and scare her, it's also a bit heavy.

So how did she eat all night? Yesterday it really hurt, and yesterday it was agreed that it was just the same, but she didn't want to really stick it on her shoulder. So the pain is real, but the injury is an accident

"You don't like me feeding you?" Lu Yecheng asked softly, with a little loss in his tone.

Qiu Yi looks at Lu Yecheng in surprise. She thinks Lu Yecheng won't be so cute. It turns out that Lu Yecheng doesn't want to show her such a self in those days.

"No... I was so hungry that I didn't eat last night." Qiu Yi looks at Lu Yecheng pitifully, touching his stomach and acting innocent.

I don't know if Qiu Yi is really too hungry. Her stomach is very untimely.

Qiu Yi covered his stomach awkwardly and smiled slightly.

"You didn't hear anything, did you?"

"Yes!"

Here, Lu Yecheng and Qiu Yi show their love, while Mo Xinyue eats by herself. She flew all the way here for Lu Yecheng, but the fate between them has long been over.

He put down his chopsticks and left quietly. Mo Xinyue also took the last trace of the past. She walked slowly in the corridor and thought there would be a voice of retention. Until she walked out of the hospital, Mo Xinyue didn't hear it.

"Qiu Yi, wait. I lost this round, but you won't win all the time!" Mo Xinyue said mercilessly and left the hospital.