just stick to you

In fact, it is very rare for a boy to give an explanation after being stubborn for less than a minute. He doesn't want to be unable to get his lover's hug for the next few days.

"Then... I'll feed you like this, are you willing to take a few more mouthfuls?" Mingrui put the food in the spoon into his mouth, stretched out his hand to straighten Ming Ziqiao's face, and put his mouth close to Ming Ziqiao's mouth, But did not touch.

Ming Ziqiao's eyes lit up, and she bit her lower lip with a smile to look at Ming Rui's expression, and then stretched her arms around Ming Rui's neck, making the two mouths glue together.

The food that passed from Mingrui's mouth was all sticky and slippery as if it was wrapped in soup, but Mingziqiao didn't mind, and after chewing and swallowing, she actively used her tongue to put the unclean part of Mingrui's mouth into his mouth. Scan it once, not even half a grain of rice.

Mingrui waited for Ming Ziqiao to clean up, and then staggered his mouth to take a bite and returned to him. The two of them cleared [-]% of the food on the plate in this way. This was the most meal Ming Ziqiao had eaten since he was hospitalized. .

The spectator may want to ask, since the little wife is so obedient, why doesn't Mingrui take advantage of the victory to finish feeding?

Do you think Mingrui doesn't want to, if it weren't for the sound of grandpa's leather shoes knocking on the ground in the corridor from far to near, he wouldn't hastily pull away Ming Ziqiao's hands around his neck, and fled back to himself in some embarrassment He sat down on the edge of the bed with his back to the door, lowered his head and wiped his mouth violently with a tissue!

"Xiao Rui, what's wrong with your mouth?" First, Ming Ziqiao repeatedly licked and bit her mouth, and then wiped her mouth too hard, Ming Rui's lips and the skin around her lips turned red obviously.

"It's nothing, just, it feels a little itchy." Taking the noodle bowl from Ming Xingcheng with both hands, Ming Ruiyuan lowered his head even lower, "Thank you."

"The ward is too dry?" Ming Xingcheng took out the environmental protection chopsticks from the bedside cabinet, and put a pair of Mingrui's noodle bowls, "I'll go out and buy you a pair of lip balm when I'm full."

(8 fresh coins) 090 [Nephew Gong Shushou, first year] Grandpa's Inquiry

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"Ah? No need, lord... I, I rarely use this kind of thing." Mingrui had just rejected the grandpa's kindness, and when he heard the whispering in the next bed, he immediately remembered Ming Ziqiao's peeling lips just now. , "Uncle looks like his lips are very dry, should he need it more than me?"

Whether my lips are dry or not, it’s best for you to know by looking at it. Ming Ziqiao turned his back to Mingrui and his father, pulled up the quilt to cover the lower half of his face, closed his eyes and fell asleep, because he The surface of his lips felt tense, and if he didn't expect it, he should be in a constant state of redness and swelling.

That strange feeling came again, Ming Xingcheng closed the cabinet and stood up to look at his children and then at his eldest grandson. He always felt that there seemed to be a tacit understanding between the two children who could communicate without words, without looking at each other or talking, You can also feel the sense of maintenance between the two people who continue to pay attention to each other.

This kind of feeling is better than the intimacy of ordinary brothers. Ming Xingcheng thought of the eldest son and his cousin's only son back then, but felt that they were not so similar, and immediately rejected his wild thoughts in his heart.

No, Xiaorui is considerate and sensible, and Qiaoqiao is still young, so it shouldn’t be possible. Ming Xingcheng glanced back and forth between Mingrui, whose eyes kept following him, and Mingziqiao, who was lying on his side and half curled up as if asleep. several times, and then shook his head twice like doing neck exercises, throwing doubtful thoughts out of his mind.

"Qiao Qiao just had dinner?" Seeing Ming Ziqiao's lunch plate running to Mingrui's counter, Ming Xingcheng was a little surprised that there was not much food left.

"Yes... yes." The grandfather asked, reminding Mingrui to put the lid back on the plate and wait for someone to collect it. He looked around, but he didn't see the lid.

"What are you looking for?" Ming Xingcheng stood by the bed, put his lunch on the small mobile high table specially used by patients on the bed, and casually asked his eldest grandson who was looking around.

"No, it's nothing." Mingrui remembered, and put it next to Ming Ziqiao's pillow, but he was guilty and dared not get up to get it.

"Xiao Rui, did you see the lid of the lunch box?" Half an hour later, the middle-aged woman who recycled the tableware knocked on the door and came in to get it, and asked Ming's father where the lid was. Ming Rui, who had finished eating noodles, was coming out of the bathroom Coming out, he only hesitated for a second, then went to Ming Ziqiao who was pretending to be asleep until he half-lifted the pillow, and pulled out the lid of the lunch box from underneath.

"Why... don't snatch my pillow, Rui, go sleep on your own..." Just such a mumbled indistinct dream ravery scared Mingrui into a cold sweat.

"You and Qiao Qiao live upstairs in the gymnasium, do you still often sleep together?" the grandfather asked as soon as the recycler left, "You are here, and you haven't found any friends?"

Mingrui knew that what grandpa meant by looking for friends was not a literal one, so he sat on the edge of the bed and responded after thinking for a while, "I made one a while ago, and I thought it was inappropriate, so we broke up."

"Oh?" Ming Xingcheng didn't stop peeling the fruit, but his gaze stayed on his face, "Tell grandpa, what do you like?"

Mingrui swallowed his saliva, hoping that the uncle's piercing eyes would not see his uneasiness: "I only like it if I don't want anything in particular, as long as I can get along with me."

Grandpa oh again, paused for a few seconds before continuing to ask: "What about Qiao Qiao?"

"Ah?" Isn't it?Did you see it?Even the fabric on Mingrui's chest was gradually wet with cold sweat.

"You don't know, your uncle has someone in mind, right?" The knife in his hand cut open the pear which was much bigger than a man's fist. Handed half to Mingrui.

"...Yes, yes?" Mingrui went to pick it up with both hands again, a little afraid to make eye contact with Grandpa.

"It should be, this is my intuition."

Ming Ziqiao, who had his back to the grandpa and grandson, was woken up when Mingrui lifted his pillow. Having nothing to do all day long, he slept too much, so he couldn't continue to sleep for a while, but he didn't want to wake up either. Dad saw his sausage mouth, how did he know that such a pretense made him hear a topic that regretted his heart.

"Do you know anyone who is close to him?"

"Should... we all know each other." Mingrui regretted taking such a big bite to cover up, and replied while chewing, the hard and crisp pear meat almost hurt his uvula.

"Is it a man or a woman?"

"what?"

"Is the one closest to Jojo a man or a woman?"

Not wanting to choke to death, the young man chewed up the pear meat and swallowed it, then answered in a low voice, "It's a man."

"What's your name, how did you know me?" Pingping was eating pears, and Ming Xingcheng didn't have any problems with slurred speech and almost choked.

"It seems to be called, uh...Yang, Yang Sijie." Mingrui thought that Junior Yang should not blame me for bringing you into it. It is not a lie if I say this, excluding these students in the gymnasium, you are the only one Ming Ziqiao handed over to me. friend, "is a classmate."

When Ming Ziqiao heard this, his mouth pouted again. Although he understood that Mingrui was trying to trick others, he was still a little unhappy when he heard his lover dragging Yang Sijie into the water.

(6 fresh coins) 091 [Nephew Gong Shushou, the first year] Grandpa's suspicion

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"Is there anyone else besides him?"

"I have a female student here, who is in the same grade as my uncle, and she is very friendly to him. Maybe... it means something like that." Mingrui can see Wenwen's affection for Mingziqiao, Xiaojiao The wife's thoughts have always been on her, and she probably didn't put her heart into accepting the temptation of Wenwen's conservative and reserved, right?

How can there be?Who are you talking about?Ming Ziqiao pricked up his ears, and began to filter in his mind which one Ming Rui was talking about.

Ming Xingcheng didn't ask the girl's name this time, he just hummed and watched Mingrui eat the pear without taking his eyes off it.

"This Yang Sijie, in your opinion, how do you get along with Qiao Qiao?"

Damn, I bit the sour core, Mingrui, who doesn't like sour food very much, pretended to be calm and continued to chew and swallow slowly, without thinking about whether he should just spit out the sour pulp.

"It should be considered, uh... um, we got along pretty well. Before, my uncle lived out at his house, and his father was the principal of the elementary school."

There was such a thing, and they stayed for several nights. When Ming Rui mentioned this, Ming Xingcheng remembered, "The one who Qiao Qiao said that he wanted to review the final exam together?"

"Yes."

"At that time, was only Qiao Qiao living in his house?"

This will kill me, grandpa won't beat around the bush and asked me for a long time, just want to ask me if Qiao Qiao is still a pure little angel, right?The area covered by cold sweat became wider and wider, protruding from Mingrui's middle and forehead.

"This... I don't know..." At the beginning, I was only focused on checking whether the little wife had been touched, but I really didn't ask how many people lived in Yang Sijie's house.

"There is another classmate who also lives in his house. The three of us review together." Ming Ziqiao couldn't take it anymore, and slowly turned over and lay down to avoid disturbing the wound, and turned his head to face the grandparents, "Yang Sijie and I are just good friends. , Dad, don't be misled by Mingrui."

"So you're not sleeping, you're eavesdropping?" Dad Ming teased with a smile, "The quilt in the hospital is no better than the quilt at home, don't put it so close to your mouth."

"In this way, my lips won't do that." Ming Ziqiao touched her lips with her hand, her lips were still hot and swollen, so she didn't dare to pull down the quilt that was covering her.

"Then replenish the water first, and I'll buy you some lip balm later." Ming's father threw away the fruit core in his hand, and took a knife to cut off a smaller one. His eyes seemed to be fixed on the knife, but he was actually thinking about it Focus on the interaction between the two children out of the corner of your eye.

"Mingrui, I want to drink water, warm it up." Ming Ziqiao knew to avoid suspicion, but Ming's father was busy peeling fruit, so asking Mingrui to pour water for him should not be seen?

Mingrui responded as if he had been pardoned, and went to Ming Ziqiao's bedside cabinet to take the