"There's still a cat at home." Ling Su opened the door, and turned around to tell He Yanhui.

He Yan nodded back, indicating that he knew.

No, you don't know.Ling Su shook her head helplessly, as expected she was still too young.

With that said, he lowered his head and opened the door.

Almost at the same moment when He Yanhui heard the sound of the door opening, a huge fur ball jumped out of the room like a mortar, and rushed onto He Yanhui's thigh with a whoosh.

He Yanhui was so frightened that he leaned back, but compared to being at a loss in the afternoon, he has some experience this time.

The slender fingers were trapped in the snow-white soft cat fur, which made He Yan's pale fingers even turn a little cute pink.

"This is the uncle?"

When the uncle heard that he was being called, he raised his head and meowed: (≧▽≦)

He Yan lowered his head and smiled, hugged him with both hands, and let the uncle lean into his arms.

"Kids, please get along well." Ling Su released his ancestor, pushed He Yanhui to the side of the sofa, and let him stay with the two cats, "I'll go and see if there are any other dishes, I want to eat for dinner What?"

He Yan hugged one cat in his arms, and another one was standing on his shoulder, his face was being swept back and forth by two big tails.

He evaded left and right and couldn't dodge it, and when he finally spoke, he smacked his cat's fur: "It's all good if you do it."

Ling Su felt all over for a while, set up the camera and hurriedly left the scene.

This man is incredible.

This man is amazing.

In Ling Su's last vlog, everyone showed great interest in He Yanhui, who only showed a hand and a few words. Compared with Ling Su's previous vlog, the last vlog was clearly pieced together intermittently. But just because of the handsome guy, clicks and comments have increased exponentially.

Ling Su finally understood, what is life without life?

These ungrateful people just love looking at handsome guys.

In order to punish them, I will give them more He Yan to reply.

Dinner for two is much easier to cook than for one, and the first second Ling Su picked up He Yan, he was already secretly glad that he finally didn't have to cook a meal for two days in the future.

Ling Su always had a good time cooking, and there was some music playing on the stereo, while he watched He Yan deal with the two cats, bouncing around cooking in the glass-separated kitchen.

He Yanhui's stomach doctor didn't prescribe any medicine, but simply said to maintain good living habits and diet.Ling Su came back and made a df, carefully arranged a whole set of health-preserving recipes for He Xiaoswan.

For two people, four dishes, one soup and one pot of millet porridge are placed on brightly colored ceramic plates and placed together on a black glass-topped table.

"We must eat well in the future, do you hear me?" Ling Su helped He Yanhui put the porridge in front of him, but found that the person did not move.

"What's wrong?" Ling Su, who wanted to go to sit on the other side, was curious.

He Yan blushed and heartbeat: "I can't see."

"You couldn't do it before." Ling Su was taken aback for a moment, and after thinking for a few seconds, he narrowed his eyes.

When he was in the hospital, this man was obviously blind and lame, but he hardly said a word. That man with a strong body and a strong will can definitely move China.

Why did it change today?

"There is nothing flammable, explosive or easy to knock over on the table, you can just touch it." Ling Su raised his eyebrows meaningfully, with a bit of cunning in his eyes, "Don't be afraid to knock anything down."

He Yan remained motionless, lowered his head and shook his head, and whispered, "I can't see it."

As he spoke, he raised his head again, his eyes blinking pitifully. br

Ling Su, who had been holding back for a long time, looked at his erratic eyes that were a little guilty but strong enough to act like a baby, and finally broke through, and burst out laughing.

He Yanhui, who heard the laughter, blushed all the way from behind his ears to his neck, but his face was still calm, as if he didn't care at all.

That little look with straightened chest muscles.

"Okay, okay." Ling Su walked over with a smile, and stood beside him, "Give me your hand."

He Yanhui quickly pulled out his hand, searched for it twice in the void, and when he met Ling Su's little finger, he couldn't wait to hold it, as if he was afraid that he would go back on his word.

"Be gentle." Ling Su patted him with a grin, and took He Yanhui's hand to touch something on the table, "This is millet porridge, and this is your spoon—the one you used before , Pikachu, can you feel it?"

He Yan nodded back, and quickly touched Pikachu again when Ling Su relaxed his hand.

What is Pikachu, Mr. He said he really didn't know.

"In the future, I will put the dishes in a small bowl for you. If you want more, just tell me, and I will sit opposite." After Ling Su finished speaking, he found that He Yanhui was not listening carefully.

Mr. He, who clearly looks like a good student, lowered his head very seriously, and was grasping Ling Su's fingers to wander around the sky.

The child is helpless.

Ling Su smiled and stretched her fingers, and saw He Yanhui who was in a daze immediately woke up, and made sure that all five of Ling Su's fingers were in his palm.

Ling Su looked down at his relieved look, her heart softened as if it had suddenly collapsed.

The kitten he picked up really liked him.

"Okay, don't touch it." Ling Su scratched He Yanhui's palm, "Let's eat first."

"Then you sit beside me." He Yanhui asked in a low voice.

Ling Su didn't hear clearly at first: "What?"

He Yanhui reached out to explore, touched the chair beside him, and gently pulled it out: "You sit here."

"Hey, let's go, let's go." Ling Su looked at his limp hair and the twists behind his head that was exposed because he bowed his head, and lost his temper at all. He got off the stool next to him and sat down, and took the bowls and chopsticks from the opposite side. Moved over here.

"My camera is still recording, are you okay?" Ling Su asked He Yan in reply.

He Yan held his Pikachu back and shook his head: "Record it."

I wish I could record all the time I spent with you.

"Do you know?" At the dinner table, He Yanhui tentatively opened his mouth.

Ling Su, who was chattering, turned his head: "Huh?"

He was about to solo the entire meal by himself, and seeing He Yanhui's state, he felt that this little swan who almost ate without opening his mouth must be speechless. opening.

"I heard from the doctor." He Yanhui politely put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand, "My eyes are not born like this."

"It's not the sky, can you see it?" Ling Su even stopped his chopsticks in surprise, and stared at him blankly.

He Yan nodded back: "I went for a whole set of physical examinations, and the doctor said it was caused by brain trauma, and it can be recovered."

Ling Su's chopsticks rolled onto the table.He turned off the camera, stood up and held He Yanhui's face in his hands, trying to look into his eyes back and forth.

He Yanhui's eyes are delicate, flamboyant and beautiful.But his eyes are a bit narrower than ordinary people's. When the end of the eyes is pressed, the slender eyelashes will cover most of his emotions, making these black and deep eyes look a little cold.

He Yanhui wasn't angry when he fiddled with his head, and tried hard not to blink his eyes when Ling Su looked closer, so that Ling Su could see more clearly.

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"You said, why don't I take advantage of this time to go to the whole house?" After dinner, when the two of them were sitting on both ends of the sofa watching TV, Ling Su suddenly said these words.

"Huh?" He Yan was puzzled.

Ling Su looked at her own face coming out of the window, holding her baby-fat cheeks with some dissatisfaction: "I don't look good."

Does Guan Muzhou's angular model face need to be more advanced?

He Yanhui obviously took it seriously, straightened up and came over to look for Ling Su.

"Don't stand up, don't!" Seeing He Yanhui struggling to stand up, Ling Su quickly moved over.

The cat, which was lying between the two of them, was frightened by Ling Su's movement and jumped onto He Yanhui's lap.

Ling Su grabbed He Yanhui's arm: "What are you doing, you have to stand up every now and then."

He Yanhui looked a little anxious, shaking his head: "You are not allowed to go."

"What are you going to do?" Ling Su almost forgot what he said just now, and only remembered after a while, "Ah, plastic surgery."

He Yan nodded.

"Then what should I do if you think I'm ugly after seeing it?" Ling Su pretended to be aggrieved.

He Yan turned his head and shook his head even harder: "How can I be, where else can I go, where else can I go without you."

Seeing that He Yan was about to cry in a hurry, Ling Su couldn't help laughing, which then turned into a loud laugh.

He was still holding He Yanhui's hand, holding his slender fingers and laughing backwards. He Yanhui, who was ridiculed opposite him, pulled him hard to prevent him from falling backwards.

The ancestor who returned to He Yan's arms flicked his long tail impatiently, and the knives flew towards Ling Su one after another.

"Okay, you can't go anywhere." After Ling Su sat up, he leaned against He Yanhui's shoulder inertially, looked up at the corner of his firm jaw, and said softly, "You're not going anywhere."

He Yan nodded seriously and repeated: "I'm not going anywhere."

Just be with you.

The two people held hands because of the fight just now, and when the boring rich family drama on TV started the next episode, the two naturally held hands and nestled together.

The uncle stood on He Yanhui's shoulder and watched for 2 minutes. After making sure that there would be no more earthquakes, he jumped down noblely and lay flat on the laps of the two of them.

The rain and dew are evenly dipped, which is very fair.

Ling Su has no interest in TV dramas at all, and uses He Yanhui as a cushion, playing with his mobile phone by himself.

He Yan, who was incomparably novel about the TV series in which Dafang played second bedroom, watched it back, oh no, he listened very seriously.Holding Ling Su's hand, he listened nervously to the words "Sister can do it, sister can do it too".

"What do you mean by these wealthy families?" Ling Su commented while scrolling through Weibo, "They fight all day long."

He Yan, who was listening, nodded seriously.

"That's why I don't stay with Yi Xing."

"What's the difference between marrying into a wealthy family and punishing yourself for the rest of your life?"

The author has something to say: Let us pray that Mr. Ling can also remember his own fg, thank you for the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

Suyi 5 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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