Zhang Shaoliang was slightly stunned. He almost forgot that his home was burned, but as soon as he reacted, he immediately rejected it: "What are you arrogant? Haven't your home been burned out? Were they each other!"
"you……"
It would be fine if I didn't mention it, but when I mentioned Qing'er, she became even more angry. Mr. Cao woke up and stayed by her side for a long time. Later, I found out that it was not long after Luo Ling came back that the house caught fire.
"I won't tell you anymore."
Qing'er stomped her feet, turned around and walked towards Yuwen Haoyu's room without looking back.
On this side, Xiao Lan was standing by the bed, looking at Luo Ling with a worried look on her face. Yu Wen Haoyu sat at the head of the bed, held Luo Ling and fed her some porridge.
"I don't want to eat it anymore... I don't have an appetite."
Looking at the spoon that Yuwen Haoyu handed over again, Luo Ling turned his face helplessly and said that he would not buy it.
"It's the last bite." Yuwen Haoyu smiled.
"You just said it was the last mouthful..." Luo Ling was powerless.
"It's really the last bite."
Yuwen Haoyu put the spoon on his lips, blew it, and then delivered it to her lips and said, "For my hard work, you have to give me some face no matter how hard you work."
Luo Ling had no choice but to eat some more. When she swallowed it, she looked at Yuwen Haoyu with a little worry: "Your injury..."
"It's already healed, that little injury is not worth mentioning."
Yuwen Haoyu didn't tell any lies this time, and handed the porridge bowl to Xiaolan, and stopped feeding her. He took out a warm towel and wiped her hands and face.
"Uh, I'm not so ill yet." Luo Ling blushed slightly, just because she was hot, so why did she feel paralyzed? Especially Yu Wen Haoyu's eyes that were so affectionate that they were still one.
Staring at her, she felt embarrassed.
"Yes, it's not serious, but I like to take care of you like this." Yuwen Haoyu smiled and looked at her.
"It's very novel, right?" Luo Ling raised his eyebrows.
"Huh, how do you know?"
"Ta! As a... Master, I have always been taken care of by others, but I have never taken care of others. Now I just happened to have another chance to give you a taste of freshness. Are you happy?"
Luo Ling originally wanted to be the emperor, but after glanced at Xiao Lan who was still in the room, he changed it to Master.
Yuwen Haoyu looked at her with disdainful look on her face, and still made an unfair judgment on his sincere concern for her actions, and immediately died of depression.
"Ling'er, I don't think it's fun, I'm sincere!" Yuwen Haoyu quickly expressed his traces.
"Yeah, I believe it." Luo Ling smiled slightly.
"Then why do you still say that..." Yuwen Haoyu looked at her with aggrieved look.
"Because it's too boring to stay in the room, I'm just teasing you on purpose, and you're too careless!"
Luo Ling curled his lips, obviously looking down on him. Yuwen Haoyu was depressed again. The world is so big. I am afraid that the only guy who dares to say that he is "too unintentional" is Luo Ling. Who is he? He is the emperor.
Alas, she actually dares to say that the emperor is useless to play? Is the emperor used to play? Damn it!
“Tu tu tu tu…”
Just as Yuwen Haoyu was about to retort with dissatisfaction, the sudden knock on the door suddenly cut off his words that had reached his throat.
"It's me, Sister Ling'er, can I come in?"
It was Qing'er's voice, Luo Ling quickly said to Xiaolan: "Go and open the door quickly, it's Qing'er."