The school’s little wild cat is cute and sweet

When Mu Qianxi woke up, it was already a day later. Because she could see ghosts, especially in hospitals, she had disliked hospitals since she was a child. This time, she stayed in the hospital for two days and couldn't lie still any longer. She threw a tantrum and finally got what she wanted and was discharged early. Leng Che seemed to have recovered well, so he followed her home to recuperate early.

Her wrists and ten fingers were tightly bandaged, which caused great trouble to her daily life, especially when she took a bath, she had to rely on her two sisters Bian Qing and Li Qing for help, which was really a social nightmare. But there was one benefit that she enjoyed very much - she took the opportunity to act pitiful and order Leng Che around. This trick almost always worked.

For example, eating -

Looking at the porridge and vegetables in front of him, he had to take the opportunity to seek some benefits. So he raised his head, raised his tightly bandaged hands, and looked pitifully at the boy opposite him.

The implication is - I can't eat even a bit of this meal, feed me.

Unexpectedly, Leng Che only understood the first half of the implication and said, "I'll let Sister Bian Qing help you."

Damn it! She wanted him!

Mu Qianxi suddenly became anxious: "No! It's embarrassing enough to trouble them to help me wash up, I don't want to trouble them again for such a small matter."

Then he looked at his hands, put on a pitiful look, and pretended to sigh: "I don't know who I was saving with these hands. Now I can't even eat. Sigh~"

The beautiful fox finally understood what the little wild cat meant and suddenly found it a little funny.

Seeing that he didn't reply immediately, Mu Qianxi resorted to playing tricks again. She simply laid her face on the table, pretending to be in pain, and wailed: "Oh, my hands hurt~ I'm so hungry~ I'm so miserable~"

Sure enough, she heard him getting up, and soon she felt him sitting down next to her. Mu Qianxi tried hard to suppress her triumphant smile.

He picked up the bowl of porridge, scooped a mouthful and handed it to her, and asked, "Shall I feed you?"

"Okay." Upon hearing this, she stood up immediately, ate it in one gulp, and then smiled with curved eyes, like a proud and complacent cat, with an upturned tone at the end of her voice, "Delicious!"

Her smile was so bright that Leng Che felt his mood brightened up.

As he fed her porridge, his eyelashes rose and fell, as if gently sweeping across her heart. Mu Qianxi's whole mind was immersed in those calm and cold peach blossom eyes.

Seeing that he didn't say a word and just did as she was told, she began to act arrogantly: "I want to eat the greens. Put them on the porridge and eat them together."

"And beef... No, not that piece, I want the big one. Yes, put it on the porridge and eat it in one bite!"

"Mu Qianxi, you are embarrassed to trouble others, but you are embarrassed to trouble me?" Leng Che said this, but his expression did not change. He acted very uprightly to satisfy her according to her requirements.

Mu Qianxi took a big bite, swallowed it, raised her chin slightly, and said to him majestically: "So I saved you, didn't I?"

she asked.

This wild cat clearly wants to show off this.

A barely visible smile appeared in Leng Che's eyes. He lowered his eyes and replied softly, "Well, you saved me."

"By the way, Leng Che, I haven't asked you yet, how did we get out in the end?" Mu Qianxi only remembered that she felt more and more sleepy after she cut her wrist, and finally fell asleep. When she woke up, she was in the hospital.

Hearing this, a hint of unnaturalness flashed across Leng Che's face. He stopped feeding the porridge and kept his thin lips tightly closed for a long time without uttering a word.

If she knew that he was the cruel and murderous Eleventh Prince in her eyes, would she still be scared and run away as soon as they met?

Should I lie to her?

"...It's the Eleventh Palace." He said this with great effort, and kept telling himself that he was right. It was indeed the Eleventh Palace. However, he only hid the second half of the sentence. The Eleventh Palace was him.

"I knew it." Seeing his evasive gaze, Mu Qianxi deliberately moved closer to look at him, her eyes full of sly smiles, "Are you scared? I said he looked scary, and you believed it this time, right?"

He is so heartless. He saved her so many times in vain. She was furious, but she could only sulk and swallow her anger, unable to vent her anger.

He uttered a muffled "hmm".

But the more she thought about it, the angrier she got. She felt that she couldn't just let this heartless person go. So she deliberately mentioned it lightly to scare her: "Before he left, he said, one life for another, and he remembered it."

Depend on!

As expected, Mu Qianxi's face turned pale with fright. She raised her tightly bandaged hands to cover her ears, making her look even more like a cute cat.

"No, no, no! I will cheat when the time comes! I am the best at cheating, and he knows that. Can you believe what I say? If he still believes me, that's his problem."

Leng Che suppressed the smile on his lips and nodded.

Every time he plays with the cat, he feels happy.

"Let's eat."

When he said this, Lengche's voice was different from the usual high and cold one. Instead, it was warm and clear, with a hint of coaxing. Mu Qianxi felt pink bubbles in her heart, and she felt like she was almost drowning in his voice and beauty. She completely forgot about the shock she had just received.

The benefits of being injured are a bit too good. Mu Qianxi was disgusted.

He scooped up a small spoonful of porridge and put it to her mouth, but she suddenly stopped eating.

Leng Che frowned slightly: "What's wrong."

Mu Qianxi stared straight at the tail of his beautiful and seductive eyes, unable to move her eyes away, and said in a mysterious way: "Tang Lengche, can you blow it for me, please?"

As expected, lust blinds one's mind. After saying this, Mu Qianxi also despised herself for a second in her heart. How could she be so aggressive and shameless? But it was only for a second. After all, the person in front of her was Leng Che. It would be strange if she could resist teasing him.

"..." Leng Che was speechless. This wild cat really got carried away and bared its teeth and claws after being given a little sweetness. "Mu Qianxi, how many mouthfuls have you eaten? Was that the porridge that Tiezui drank just now?"

"That's right, I should have said it was hot at the beginning!" Mu Qianxi was annoyed and blurted out these words. After she finished speaking, she realized that her little thoughts had been exposed, so she started to play tricks again and went straight to the point, "Oh... my hand... my hand started to hurt again... I don't know who hurt it... I can't sleep well, I can't eat well... My parents went back to their hometown and no one took care of me. I was injured like this and I was forced to drink 100-degree porridge..."

Leng Che: "..."

Who is bullying whom?

But her hand was indeed injured because of him. But he was always thin-skinned and couldn't do such a thing. Leng Che lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and was extremely entangled, unable to move.

Seeing him look like a young wife being bullied, Mu Qianxi found it more and more interesting, thinking that Leng Che was really cute. So she wanted to see how he would react, so she sighed deliberately and continued, "Alas... If Leng Che was injured because of me, let alone the porridge, I would have blown the molten iron cold for you."

Her words really pushed him into a corner.

"Mu Qianxi, I..." Leng Che frowned and stuttered without saying anything. Finally, he made up his mind and obediently blew gently twice on the spoonful of porridge in his hand, then handed it to her.

There was clearly no wind in the room, but his ears felt as if they were blown by the summer sea breeze, and his earlobes were faintly red.

Leng Che has been feeling a little annoyed lately as he is always being led by her.

Mu Qianxi was about to open her mouth to eat it, trying to hold back her smile, when a voice came from behind her: "Xiaoxi, I came to see you. How is your hand recovering?"

An Wanqing's voice was like a thunderbolt that struck Leng Che. He was very thin-skinned, and his ears would turn red when they were alone. If he was seen by a third person, he would probably leave this earth. Mu Qianxi saw his body stiffen, and then, he unexpectedly stuffed the porridge and the spoon into his mouth.

??? What the f*ck is that?

Mu Qianxi stood there in a daze, biting the spoon. She looked up at him in disbelief, and saw that he had already put the bowl of porridge in his hand on the dining table. He was sitting upright with his legs elegantly crossed, regaining his usual cold and dignified appearance. He could only be admired from a distance and not touched. It was impossible to associate him with the fact that he was feeding her porridge just now.

She was left like a fool with her mouth full, confused.

Seeing her shabby appearance, An Wanqing quickly came over and took the spoon out of her mouth: "Hey, Xiaoxi, how come you eat like this? Xiaoche, you are so stupid, you don't even know how to help!"

Mu Qianxi looked at the culprit with resentment. His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he looked away with a guilty look, and replied in a low voice: "I... I don't know why she is like this."

Then he stood up and returned to his original seat as if escaping.

Mu Qianxi could only complain in her heart.

Damn, how cold and stinky, she thought he was cute just now! He is so good at pretending, he is not cute at all!