Rebirth is evenly matched

Since undergoing the operation, Qin Yin is much happier than before, and his temper has become more childish.

The most obvious is reflected in the food.

He has a poor stomach and weak digestion ability, so he doesn't have much food to eat, so of course he has to try his best to eat soft and easy to digest food.

The seasoning ingredients can be kept as long as they can, which is the order of Du Ke, so most of what Qin Yin eats are pasty food with no taste or strange taste.

Cen Xuan stared and listened for a long while, then shook his head and cleared up the small dining table, "Ask someone to take it down, stew some custard, and add some salt."

It is soft and easy to digest, and it has a little taste, which makes it easier to arouse the appetite.

Qin Yin doesn't like to eat much. He has some eating disorders on weekdays. It's normal to spit it out after eating. Cen Xuan understands his physical condition and ability to accept, and will try his best to consider his body and taste buds. To the degree of acceptance, come to coax him to eat.

Du Ke glanced at Cen Xuan lightly, rather surprised, "Are you sure he can eat it?"

This person vomited quite a few times recently, and when he vomited the most, there were bloodshot eyes. When Du Ke really had nothing to do, he would also give him some nutrient solution to maintain his daily energy.

Never push too hard.

Cen Xuan smiled slightly, and replied to Du Ke unhurriedly: "Not sure."

But always try.

Qin Yin was in low spirits, always looking lazy, the sofa was half squeezed by Cen Xuan, he naturally leaned on Cen Xuan, and said lazily: "What do you want to eat? Don't worry about me."

Cen Xuan's eyes lit up, "Really?"

The man closed his eyes and smiled, his tone calm and calm: "That's natural."

Cen Xuan cheered, raised his hand through his armpit, wrapped around his waist, hugged him tightly, and rubbed his chin from his cheek to his ear, humming and coquettish: "You can't eat what I eat, then you can eat it later Don't be angry."

Men don't believe it!

"Am I that stingy?"

Qin Yin laughed, and asked back: "It's not like you don't know about appetite, I usually don't care about it."

Cen Xuan nodded approvingly, and pulled the dropped blanket for him, echoing with dog legs: "Of course I know, you have always understood righteousness the most."

What Qin Yin didn't expect was that this kid got permission to cook hot pot here.

He was afraid of choking himself, so he only cooked the bottom of the pot with mushroom soup and tomatoes. The egg custard that I still like...suddenly tastes bad.

"Xiao Xuan."

The man's Adam's apple twitched, his mind spinning rapidly.

"Do you know, who took advantage of me to fall asleep the night before, and put several bastards on my face?"

Old accounts are beginning to be counted.

Cen Xuan turned his head in a daze, blinked his eyes, did not answer this question, but asked tentatively: "Are you... angry?"

The man snorted softly.

Cen Xuan had a strong desire to survive, and his reaction was quick. He immediately put down the failure in his hands, and rushed over to hug him.

"I wrote you a small composition for so many days, why didn't you respond at all?"

"Ayin, I just want to let you know that I am always with you, every day, every day."

Qin Yin was not used to Cen Xuan's solemn expression of sincerity.

During the time he was hospitalized, his hair had grown a little, and the thin bangs fell down and hung on his forehead, black and soft.

He nestled lazily, feeling the guy arching back and forth in his arms, the corners of his lips gradually raised.

"Give me a bite."

Guessing that the boy was almost hung up, Qin Yin opened his eyes and raised his chin towards the hot pot, "Just one bite."

Cen Xuan almost jumped up, "Aha? Don't even think about it, there is no door!"

Changing faces is faster than flipping a book.

Qin Yin narrowed his eyes, and asked unhurriedly: "So, you plan to eat a big meal by yourself, let me eat this?"

By the way, he pointed to the egg custard and the tasteless porridge.

Cen Xuan was stunned, scratched his head, and reacted slowly: "Then... isn't that why you let me eat what I want?"

The man blinked, and answered slowly: "But I regret it now, what should I do?"

How to do?

Cen Xuan gritted his teeth viciously, "Cold salad!"

He pinched the back of the man's cold hand and rubbed it, hummed angrily for a while, then smacked his lips reluctantly, and muttered, "Get out!"

smell good--

He turned around, leaned his arm over, put his arms around the man's back, put his palm on his stomach, and rubbed it slightly, "Is it better? Eat a little?"

Qin Yin was amused by him, his eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles, and he said "um".

"Go and eat!"

After pinching the boy's face, Qin Yin said with a smile: "There's no need to withdraw."

Cen Xuan turned to look at him suspiciously.

This... this person is startled, what exactly is he going to do?

Sure enough, Qin Yin raised his eyebrows, looked at Cen Xuan's face, squeezed his chin and looked around, "Hurry up and eat! I'm going to draw back after eating."

Cen Xuan widened his eyes.

"The brushes are ready."

The more Qin Yin thought about it, the happier he became. He smiled in his pretty eyes, rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, and began to eat.

Cen Xuan looked at Du Ke, then at him, and swallowed.

Dare... have you been waiting for him here?Are your brushes ready?He clearly posted a note, this person... this person can't draw bastards, can he?

Woooo... what a shame!

Cen Xuan left Du Ke to cook hot pot together.

"Didn't you have nothing else to do recently, just staring at A Yin? A Yin is here, and he can't run away. Why don't you eat something!"

The young man looked at him with a smile, rolled up his sleeves and started cooking.

Du Ke propped his forehead, looked at Cen Xuan a few more times, and reluctantly stayed.

"you……"

During the interval, he hesitated a few times, went to see Cen Xuan, and finally asked.

"You went to Qiao Hui's private airport, but...you didn't see him?"

This time, the private airport may have been closely monitored.

Cen Xuan rolled his eyes, and his heart really came.

"Well... I took a look at it from a distance, but didn't say anything."

He chewed the vegetables, shook his head and explained: "You know that my identity is a bit delicate now, and of course my contact with the outside world will be controlled a lot, so if I can avoid it as much as possible, I should naturally avoid it."

Du Ke lowered his eyes and fell silent.

Also, what Cen Xuan said was not unreasonable.

The person who usually wished to stick to him all the time suddenly disappeared, even avoided him, and did not reply to the message, the meaning was already obvious.

Guilty, stay away.

Du Ke was a little dazed.

It turns out that there are really people in this world who... say they don't care, and they don't care.