Chapter 805 On the train (2)

Author: Chess completed

Chapter 805 On the train (2)

Han Wu saw through Bing Ci's thoughts at first sight. Just before she got up, he subconsciously grabbed her arm, his eyes uncovered, his lips turned white, and he was trembling as if he was saying "Don't leave, don't want me."

Bingci didn't dare to look at his eyes, for fear of being soft-hearted.

After a stalemate like this for a while, Bingci had no choice but to sit down again.

Han Wu's uneasiness did not disappear because of her movements. He still grabbed her hand and stared at her with his eyes supported.

Bing Ci felt the hot gaze beside him and the scorching hotness on his arms, and a nameless fire surged in his heart for no reason. His temper, which had always been well controlled, also exploded at this moment.

"Let go." Bing Ci pulled his hand back hard while fiercely.

Suddenly, Han Wu's expression changed and he became particularly aggrieved. He opened his mouth without any lip color, his eyelashes were slightly trembling with crystal clearness. Coupled with his face that was still 360 degrees without dead corners even though he was sick, he was a cold and broken beauty.

If Bingci's voice is louder, he will immediately cry.

Whoever sees this is his fault?

Bingci glanced at him, pursed his lips and was silent. He took out a box of instant noodles from his bag, found a thermos cup from his bag, and walked towards the hot water area.

Han Wu dared not catch her again, and followed her step by step.

Bingci skillfully brewed instant noodles, took hot water, and made them all around him and returned to his seat.

Han Wu was frostbite by her indifference and bit her lip.

"Get in." Bingci turned around and said to him.

A very short sentence, only two words, Han Wu feels a little sweet in his heart.

He sat down obediently, and there was instant noodles on the table in front of him.

Bingci started to flip the bag again, and took out a loaf of bread to chew.

Don't feel sorry for the cold.

"Eat the instant noodles," Bingci said as he calculated the instant noodles, trying not to see him.

"I don't want to eat it," Han Wu said weakly.

Bingci pinched the bread to absolutely, finished the bread quickly, and brought the instant noodles in front of him, facing him with a tough attitude.

Han Wu really doesn’t want to eat it. He can’t eat anything without appetite, but he can’t resist, so he picked up the foam noodles. Before he could take a few bites, his body began to feel discomfort.

Bingci looked at his increasingly paler face as if he was holding on, and his hands trembled slightly, as if he was doing something difficult.

Han Wu was still trying to make himself behave normally. With a lighter hand, Bing Ci took the instant noodles from his hand, and fed him with a cold face but extremely patiently.

Want to cry! Han Wu also realized that he was becoming more and more slim and pretentious.

In the end, he was so uncomfortable that he couldn't finish the instant noodles.

Bingci only relieved after he had received the medicine.

Han Wuwu was afraid that she would rush out of the car, so she closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

How could Bingci not know his little thoughts? He sighed again and took off his coat and covered him with it.

The seat back on the train is 90 degrees straight, and it is not comfortable to lean on it at all.

Han Wu shrank into his jacket with his body on his side, and his eyelashes gently pounced on his collar, so he looked very obedient.

Bingci finished the leftover instant noodles he had, cleaned up the table and rested on the back of the chair.

The next day, Bingci was awakened and Han Wu was having a lot of fun playing with her fingers.

"Did you sleep well?" Han Wu tried carefully.

Bingci lowered his head and saw the coat covered with his body rubbing his eyebrows.

"I want to wash my face," Han Wu asked timidly, put on a mask all night, and his skin had some very small red spots.

The red dots were dazzling, and Bingci didn't want to pick up his toilet bag and took him to the sink.

If the conditions are limited, just paste two hands of your face in cold water.

Don't do it, he had a fever, so Bingci wet his face and wiped his hands.

I don’t say a word, but I care about it.
Chapter completed!