Dressed as the mortal enemy of the sick and charming male protagonist

Qi Song's expression was slightly startled, "Really? You remember it really clearly."

"Of course, I remember every expression of yours in my heart."

Qi Song involuntarily turned his gaze to his affectionate face.

Shen Ci's gaze never left him, so the eyes of the two easily collided in mid-air.

As the distance gradually narrowed, Qi Song almost forgot to react, until the tip of their noses almost came together.

Qi Song closed his eyes instinctively, as if he had acquiesced in this action, but the next moment, his nose was scratched.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and saw Shen Ci reached out and took a dead leaf from his hair, shining it in front of him.

Qi Song looked at him hesitantly.

"What's the matter, what do you think I'm going to do?"

Qi Song turned his gaze to the side and didn't say anything, but his face looked a little unnatural, and he didn't know if Shen Ci had noticed.

The two didn't talk much, they just sat quietly for a while, and when the time came, Shen Ci pushed him back to the ward.

A few days passed in a blink of an eye, and Qi Song's condition was gradually improving. Perhaps it was because he had just recovered. , will say a few more words.

That day, Shen Ci took Qi Song back to the villa, and his body gradually recovered, his face was not as pale as before, but his mental state was not very good.

Shen Ci asked someone to cook a table of meals, and sat down according to his body.

Looking at the various meals in front of him, Qi Song's eyes were a little dazed, and he didn't take the initiative to pick up the dishes.

Shen Ci took the initiative to put the food into his bowl, and took good care of him during this time.

Qi Song, who was originally sullen, spoke a lot.

Qi Song took a few mouthfuls of the vegetables in the bowl, and then began to drink water non-stop, his face also turned slightly red.

Shen Ci's hand holding the chopsticks paused, "What's wrong? The food is not to your liking?"

Qi Song shook his head and said, "It's pretty good, but it's too spicy."

"Spicy?" Shen Ci's tone was questionable.

"Hmm...Maybe I just ate hot peppers by mistake."

Shen Ci nodded, then took a small bowl, filled the bowl with half a bowl of soup and placed it in front of him, "If it's spicy, drink the soup, this fish soup is pretty light."

Qi Song nodded obediently, then picked up the spoon and began to drink.

Shen Ci's gaze involuntarily swept to the top of his hair, and he was about to say something, but he didn't say it in the end.

"After staying in the hospital for so long, the taste has always been very bland. If you want to eat something later, you can just ask me."

"it is good."

Shen Ci glanced at the golden fried chicken that was leaning against his hand and hadn't moved from the beginning to the end, his eyes gradually darkened.

Once again, a few days passed in a flat manner, nothing special happened during the period, and the calmness could not be any calmer.Jiang Xu asked everyone to go to the hot pot restaurant last time, but Shen Ci did not refuse.

The two of them arrived at the hot pot restaurant, and the two were ready to sit there, and they even reserved a seat for them.

The two ordered mandarin duck pot. Qi Song had been discharged from the hospital for a while, so he wasn't so taboo, and Shen Ci didn't stop him.

"Second Uncle, today you can eat to your heart's content." Jiang Xu specially put the spicy pot dishes for him and put them in the bowl next to him, Shen Ci didn't say much.

Qi Song looked at the contents in the bowl and said "thank you" to Jiang Xu.

It was Jiang Xu who always took the initiative to find topics, and Qi Song hardly spoke on his own initiative, but he just looked at Mu Tingzhou a few more times during the period.

Mu Tingzhou also noticed it naturally, and asked, "Do you have anything to say to me?"