"Do you still want to drink water?"
Lu Jingchen closed the door, turned to the bed, took Song Qingyou's little hand, and asked softly.
Looking at Lu Jingchen who pulled her right hand very naturally, Song Qingyou turned her cheeks which became a little red, looked out the window and said awkwardly: "Please call the nurse for me, I want to go to the bathroom."
Lu Jingchen looked at Song Qingyou, whose cheeks were flushed and her eyes were evasive.
A faint light flashed across her deep eyes, and she replied in a low voice: "Yes."
Song Qingyou turned her head and looked at Lu Jingchen doubtfully.
Well what the hell To bark or not to bark Let yourself go Hmm what hmm "Ahem, okay."
Lu Jingchen looked at Song Qingyou's cute look, covered her raised lips with her hand, coughed lightly, and pressed the bedside bell.
Unable to stand for long periods of time, Song Qingyou lay back on the bed after going to the bathroom with the help of a nurse.
"Dong dong" Lu Jingchen opened the door and saw Wu's mother standing at the door with a food box and fruit in her hand.
"Master, this is the porridge I prepared for Miss Song and some of your favorite dishes."
"Come in."
"Hey, Miss Song, you're awake.
You must be hungry after not eating for a day.
The young master asked me to prepare some porridge for you.
You can drink it while it's hot."
Lu Jingchen looked at Mother Wu who had been chattering endlessly since entering the ward and Song Qingyou who looked confused, and explained: "This is Mother Wu.
She has always been by my side and is responsible for my diet and daily life.
You can just call her Mother Wu."
"Hello, Mother Wu, I'm sorry to cause you any trouble."
Song Qingyou looked at the kind-faced Mother Wu, feeling very cordial, as if he saw the Mother Wu who had brought him up since childhood in the capital.
"No trouble, no trouble.
The young master has never asked me to cook porridge for a girl.
Miss Song, try it.
How does the porridge taste?
See if you like it."
Mother Wu looked at the well-behaved Song Qingyou with a smile on her face.
Must be like a flower.
This is the first time that the young master has cared so much about a girl.
If the master and his wife find out, they will definitely be very happy.
"Let me do it."
Lu Jingchen supported Song Qingyou against the bedside, took the bowl from Wu's mother, took a spoon and took a small spoonful of porridge, put it to her lips and tried it.
She felt that the temperature was just right, and handed the porridge to Song Qingyou.
Around the mouth.
Mother Wu looked at the bowls and spoons that had been forcefully snatched away, and then looked at her young master's cautious look.
The smile on his face was brighter than before.
The young master had finally figured out how to treat girls.
It seems that I can no longer be a lightbulb here.
I should give the two of them more time to get along.
With the charm of my young master, maybe Miss Song will become Mrs.
Lu after her injury is healed.
Then he said: "Since there is nothing else, young master, I will go back first.
Miss Song, take a look at what else you like to eat and tell the young master directly.
I will bring you more in the afternoon.
Remember to have a good rest.
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It will take a hundred days to break your muscles and bones." , Don't be careless."
After speaking, he opened the door and walked out without waiting for the two to answer.
Song Qingyou looked at the closed door and looked down at the light porridge.
If she remembered correctly, Lu Jingchen just tested the temperature with her own lips.
If she ate it now, would it count as an indirect kiss?
But if I don’t eat, will I let Wu’s mother down?
In the end, Song Qingyou still hesitated and drank the porridge at her mouth, and said, "I'll do it myself."
I have a broken leg, not a broken hand.
It shouldn’t affect my ability to eat.
I’ll spend all my time just for you
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