The abstinence veteran always wants to spoil me

The boy tried his best not to remind himself of the scenes of the two of them lingering, including the incident of him bleeding and fainting on the bed. When he woke up, he was bored for a long time, thinking about the past, trying to recall, who knows what he tried not to think about , was suddenly brought up by Feng Chuanhe, a fool/force, and almost spit out a mouthful of blood that was stuck in his heart.

"What's the matter?" Feng Chuanhe saw that his face was unpredictable, his eyes were cold and there was some scarlet, and he stared at him intently.

He looked like he was going to cut him into pieces.

Yu Miao didn't have so much energy to get angry with him, so she could only try her best to calm down, and after taking a deep breath, she said to him lightly, "If I can get the fragrant and steaming rice on the table now, I will directly Bring it over and say hello to your face."

Fengchuanhe: "..."

He hastily glanced at the other rice and porridge food on the table, because it was breakfast, and it was still steaming, he stretched out his hand from Yu Miao's angle, but it was indeed out of reach, which made Feng Chuanhe inexplicably relieved.

After all, Feng Chuanhe knew that he was not just talking, as long as he could make a move, the other party would never hold back, fortunately he couldn't reach it.

"What are you still hugging for?" The young man frowned, and sat up from the bed, being half-embraced and leaning against his arms, it was really uncomfortable, he frowned, stretched out his hand and pushed him, "Get out of the way! "

"..." Feng Chuanhe said, "You used to be quite clingy to me."

"Heh," the boy sneered, "what's the dream?"

"..." Feng Chuanhe didn't care about him, he could only sigh lightly, looked at the food on the table and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

He saw that Yu Miao was pale and weak, so he wanted to feed him a meal, to simply improve the relationship between the two, and to make up for his mistakes made some time ago, even if the relationship between the two couldn't return to the way it was before, but Anyway, it won't be as stiff as it is now.

After thinking about it this way, Feng Chuanhe is like a salesman. He arranges the food on the table, introduces it everywhere, then picks up a spoon to feed him, and says with a smile: "Come on, try this, I heard the boss Having said that, it is delicious, and many customers in the store also like to buy it. It belongs to their store's signature, and it is full of nutrition. It will be very helpful for people like you who are still in the hospital. First, "

juvenile:"……"

Feng Chuanhe, who was about to eloquently, met the boy's silly eyes, his smile froze for an instant, and then a nameless anger slowly surged up in his heart, and he was about to explode if he looked at it. But when the four eyes met, he tried his best to bear it again, and then picked up other food on the table and said: "If you don't want to eat that, you can eat that."

The boy interrupted him: "What is your purpose?"

"Purpose?" Feng Chuanhe frowned slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable, "I want to make up for you and treat you better, can't I?"

"Come on, you treat me as an immature," the young man sneered, looked at him with ironic eyes, and said indifferently, "Don't play any emotional cards with me, I won't let you do it. You want to kill me, but now that I come out of the emergency room once, your attitude has changed? Oh, you said you have no purpose.

Yes, would you believe it yourself? "

The young man spoke in a very flat tone, but his tone already determined that he had some other purpose. Hearing this, Feng Chuanhe felt a slight pain in his heart. When he was about to explain something, the young man said again, "You still want to draw my blood?"

Feng Chuanhe's face paled suddenly.

"Do you have to tell me that?" Feng Chuanhe said hoarsely.

"Otherwise, what kind of attitude should I use to talk to you?" The young man looked at him indifferently, "Do I want to kneel down beside you and call you Brother Achuan in a soft voice like that You Heyan? "

His words were so harsh that Feng Chuanhe's face turned cold instantly.

But the young man was not afraid of his cold face, and said, "Are you worthy?"

The young man kicked him coldly: "If you don't want me to starve to death, and you won't be able to draw blood for your beloved little Youyan to save his dog's life in the future, then get out of here now and stay here. pharynx."

Feng Chuanhe was so angry that the veins on his forehead burst out, his hands were clenched into fists, and he looked at Yu Miao indifferently, and the other party also looked at him indifferently, finally Feng Chuanhe bit Gritting his teeth, he slammed the door out angrily, and there was a very long "bang".

When the bodyguard outside the door saw him coming out, he said, "Boss Feng, do you want?"

"Get lost." Feng Chuanhe looked indifferent.

The bodyguards looked at each other, not daring to provoke him, and hurriedly retreated.

After Feng Chuanhe left, the ward became quiet. The boy sat up and ate after being silent for a long time. After all, he couldn't wrong himself, so let's talk after filling his stomach first.

Because Fengchuanhe bought many kinds of things and they were delicious, Yu Miao couldn't help thinking of an adjective: "People are stupid and have a lot of money."

But this guy with a lot of money may be too lazy to see him after being satirized by him, and he didn't show up again for almost a whole day, which made Yu Miao feel much more at ease, but a doctor still came to check him up, and he would be there at meal time. There were other people who brought all kinds of food over to eat.

But he couldn't leave.

The people of Fengchuanhe were staring at him, not intending to let him leave.

In the evening, Feng Chuanhe took You Yan out of the hospital. According to his physical condition, he could not be discharged from the hospital, but he said that he didn't like staying in the hospital and wanted to breathe the fresh air outside, so Feng Chuanhe followed him , and in order to take good care of him, according to You Yan's request, he was taken back to live in his own home.

It was past six o'clock in the evening after You Yan settled down. Seeing that he was about to leave, You Yan asked softly, "Brother Achuan, where are you going?"

"I'll go out and come back." Feng Chuanhe glanced down at the time, and told the others in the room, "Take care of him."

The servant nodded: "Okay, Mr. Feng."

"Tsk." You Yan gritted his teeth, of course he knew where Fengchuanhe was going, he just went to the hospital to see that vixen.

At this time, Yu Miao, who was staying in the hospital, was lying on the bed bored, eating some potato chips bought by Feng Chuanhe, and turned on the TV series by the way, wanting to know about the latest news outside.

Among them, he clicked on a special channel. According to the mark, it should belong to some trivia channel of the two worlds. In it, he saw a well-dressed hostess here and said: "It's the time of the year again, the time between the two worlds. Everyone knows that we hold a celebration of friendship between the two worlds every year, and the demon world will also send some representatives of status to our side, and we will welcome them with the warmest applause."

The host reported the news in a polite manner, which mentioned the so-called annual celebration, not everyone can see it, you have to have status, status, and an invitation letter to go there, otherwise you will be banned Across the border, there is no way to pass.

When the young man was about to switch to another channel, he suddenly saw the picture on the screen change, and some representatives of the so-called demon world appeared. He should not have known him at first, but his eyes fell on a tall, handsome and extraordinary young man. One with curly hair and a haughty expression looked at the camera indifferently without saying anything.

"You seldom come to our place. It's a great honor for you to come this time." Someone followed the young man with a smile and said, "I'm afraid Young Master Yan didn't know that you came here once many years ago. Many of our girls have met you before, but they are all madly in love with you."

The young man hummed calmly.

Even though his attitude was cold, the others were very polite to him, and it was obvious that this person's status in the demon world was absolutely extraordinary.

"Many people joked that it would be great if you had a younger brother. He would be handsome and charming, just like you."

As soon as the words came out, the atmosphere froze in an instant. The person who spoke didn't know what happened, but the person standing with the young man in the demon world looked at each other and reprimanded in a low voice: "Shut up."

And the long-haired young man lowered his eyes slightly, he couldn't see any emotions, but he seemed a little impatient, and the screen went black when he raised his hand.

"Why is it dark?" Yu Miao was stunned, and quickly pressed the remote control, her voice hoarse, "I still want to watch it, I haven't finished it yet"

When he was talking, he found that his eyes were red, and tears flowed out, dripping on his hands, and he didn't know what happened, he just touched his eyes blankly, choked up and said, "It's strange. How could I shed tears, my heart still "

still hurts

When Feng Chuanhe opened the door and came in, what he saw was Yu Miao sitting on the bed with red eyes, staring blankly at the TV series, tears kept streaming down his face, but he was a little dazed, as if he had encountered something that made him uncomfortable, which made him feel uncomfortable. Feng Chuanhe froze for a moment: "Yu Miao?"

Hearing his voice, the young man seemed to recover from his sluggish state, took a breath with red eyes, and stared at him blankly.

"Why, what's the matter?" Feng Chuanhe was stunned, not understanding why he was crying, and hurried to the bed and sat down, unable to hold back the boy's thin body.

He hugged his son into his arms, and wiped his tears with some distress, "Why are you crying? Did someone bully you?"

The boy said blankly with red eyes: "I miss home"

"Home?" Feng Chuanhe was stunned for a moment, thinking of Jin Chen's place for a moment, thinking that the home Yu Miao mentioned was his place, and instantly became angry, but seeing the person in his arms crying, his eyes were red and he was out of state I couldn't get into a fit, so I had to hug him and try to coax him, "Don't cry, if you miss home, I'll take you home, okay?"

The teenager choked up with downcast eyes: "But I don't know where home is"

Fengchuanhe: "..."

I don't even know where my home is and what to think about.

Of course, Feng Chuanhe can only think about this sentence in his heart. Seeing him in a trance and crying like a child, Feng Chuanhe couldn't help but think of Yu Miao before, and felt distressed instantly, and subconsciously picked him up , sat on her lap, held his face, lowered her head and kissed his tears, looked at his wet eyes, and softly coaxed: "Stop crying, I'll give you home, okay?"