Chapter 4372 Do you want to apply a facial mask?

Bai Yanxun suddenly raised his eyes.

Mo Chuqi walked over a few steps and pressed his shoulder, "You can't get up yet, lie down for a while, and a doctor will come to check the rounds at 7:30 later."

Bai Yanxun didn't struggle, but actually lay down obediently. He noticed the small bag on Mo Chuqi's hand, "What is this?"

“Rice soup.”

Bai Yanxun looked confused.

"It's the top layer of porridge," Mo Chuqi explained, rubbing her cheeks with her little hands. "I also ran to the hospital cafeteria in my pajamas. I asked for it for a long time before someone gave it to me. This is a good thing, what a pity to throw it away."

"What are you doing?" Bai Yanxun stared at her and said, "You want to apply a facial mask?"

"...I'll give you a drink!" Mo Chuqi raised her chin, "I'm white and tender in my skin, so I don't have to apply to the mask."

Bai Yanxun did not refute this sentence, well, it was indeed very white and tender.

Anyway, it's more tender than him.

Mo Chuqi took out the lunch box, a bowl of white rice soup, smelling it was full of rice fragrance, Bai Yanxun's stomach was empty, and she was really hungry now.

He raised his hand and hit him a little drip for a night. Mo Chuqi didn't give him a spoon, "I'll feed you, you drink so fast, and you'll vomit again later. The doctor said that you'll eat slowly in the next few days and don't eat greasy food."

Bai Yanxun didn't care, "Not so many things."

"The pig was so painful last night that it was a pig."

“…”

"Don't hurry up, I can't finish so much, half."

Bai Yanxun had no strength and was pressed against the pillow. Mo Chuqi sat by the bed, scooped a spoonful of rice soup and blew it, and put it to his mouth.

Bai Yanxun opened his mouth and took a sip.

“How is it?”

“No taste.”

"No way? The rice smell is strong." Mo Chuqi said as she tasted it herself...

It's indeed average, it doesn't have the fragrance that my mother cooks.

Sure enough, foreigners are not very good at making porridge. It would be nice if the hospital could have a rare porridge. You can’t expect it to have a Chinese flavor.

It’s the best thing to drink in Jinhai’s old porridge shop. I’ve been drinking it once and will never be forgotten in my life.

While thinking, Mo Chuqi scooped a spoon and fed him again. She had used this spoon to drink it just now...

Bai Yanxun stared at her movements. When Mo Chuqi handed him over, she did not refuse, but took a sip.

Indirect mouth-to-mouth.

Mo Chuqi didn't notice this and continued to feed him. This was the first time Bai Yanxun was fed porridge like this. He raised his eyelids and could see her fine white skin.

He thought that the top Hetian jade did not have such luster.

After drinking more than half a bowl, Mo Chuqi suddenly put the lunch box on the bedside table, "You can't drink it anymore, your stomach will not be able to bear it if you have too much at once."

“…”

Why so many things to pay attention to!

Bai Yanxun had a few mouthfuls of expression on his face. Mo Chuqi suddenly pressed down and leaned in front of him. She narrowed her eyes, "Professor Yan, are you really twenty-seven years old?"

“…”

He doesn't look like it?

Bai Yanxun's back stiffened, pulled the quilt and turned over and lay down, throwing him a figure, "Bored."

Mo Chuqi stood up straight and nodded with satisfaction, "You sleep a little longer and you will have to get an injection at seven o'clock."

She turned around and walked towards the bathroom. Bai Yanxun tucked the quilt and suddenly realized that she was urging him...

Mo Chuqi washed his hands and came out. At this time, the genius was just dawn. She took care of Bai Yanxun for a night. She was also very sleepy and fell asleep quickly while lying beside the bed.

Bai Yanxun was no longer sleepy. He turned over and stared at her pure sleeping face.
Chapter completed!