vicious dog

There was no comfortable place in Jiang Yan's body. Just now he walked out with strength, and almost had his last breath left.

"If you don't come again, you will lose my lovely me."

This is what Yu Shulan often said. Ms. Yu Shulan, who is over forty years old, is getting younger and younger as she lives. She always feels that she is a little princess. If Jiang Dahe doesn't take good care of her, she will lose this baby in minutes.

Jiang Yan moved it over as soon as his brain got hot, and he realized it after speaking, his cheeks were even hotter, and he was a little embarrassed.

"My little cutie?" Shen Mo lifted Jiang Yan's chin and looked it over carefully. "It's still there."

Jiang Yan's face turned even redder, and he quickly avoided his movements, but his heart beat involuntarily faster. "You're late, I've already ordered takeaway."

Silence frowned. "With me here, will I still let you eat takeaway?"

As he spoke, he walked towards the kitchen.

The patient, Jiang Yan, wrapped in a small blanket, followed behind like a tail, with bright eyes.Shen Mo can't cook easily, but his cooking skills are excellent, much more delicious than his own dark dishes.

He obviously wanted to eat to death, but he deliberately said: "That's so embarrassing, don't you still have class in the afternoon? What if you are late?"

"There should be time to act quickly. If you continue to eat takeaways, you may be sick until next month."

Jiang Yan's weak willpower struggled for only a second, and he quickly turned around and licked his lips. "Then I want to eat fried chicken wings."

silence:……

"If you are sick, you need less oil and less salt."

Jiang Yan leaned over sticky, rubbing against his back and acting like a spoiled child. "I'm sick, my head hurts, my throat hurts, my whole body hurts."

Normally, Jiang Yan would never be able to do this action, probably because he was burned out.The slightly hot cheeks were pressed against Shen Mo's back, and the heat was transmitted to the body through the white T-shirt, making it impossible to ignore.Silence made a compromise with a serious face. "I'll give you two."

"Only two? You bought so many..."

Jiang Yan pointed to the bag he had just bought on the table. There were at least seven or eight bags in it, and he only ate two for himself. Is this still human?

"I'll eat the rest myself." Shen Mo said.

Jiang Yan: ...

Seeing his pitiful look, Shen Mo couldn't help laughing. "Make some first, and when you recover from illness, I will give you the rest."

"No need." Jiang Yan said happily: "Just give me half, and we each eat half."

I can only eat light food when I am sick. It is not complicated to do. The silent movements are very skillful. The sleeves are rolled up to reveal a beautiful forearm. The obvious muscle lines can be seen during the movements, which is pleasing to the eye.

Who would have thought that Silence, who can beat up people so quickly that his parents don't know him, is also very good at cooking.Even the fried chicken wings are specially designed to absorb excess fat, making them crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

Jiang Yan rolled up the small blanket, tasted it contentedly, and was so happy that he flew up. "What about the takeaway?"

When he was cooking just now, the takeaway ordered by Jiang Yan arrived, packaged in a box, and the taste he usually likes, but now it is not as attractive as the few dishes on the table.

Mo Mo pulled out the chair and sat down, took the takeaway and opened it.

"I eat."

Jiang Yan pulled a chicken wing over. "Hurry up and eat, the first class in the afternoon is English, right? I remember your English score is not very good."

Shen Mo didn't speak, and with a flick of his chopsticks, he wanted to take away the last chicken wing in Jiang Yan's bowl, so frightened that he quickly protected his bowl, and quickly changed his words: "Okay, okay, I don't say anything, just..."

Silently picked up the last chicken wing expressionlessly, seeing Jiang Yan's face collapsed instantly, he didn't eat it, and even handed it to his mouth.

"When did I snatch something from you?"

"You still snatched my buns, sugar, cakes, and chicken wings when you were young..."

If Shen Mo knew that the dark history of his childhood would be pulled out again and again by Jiang Yan to flog his corpse, he would definitely... snatch it again!

If the opportunity is missed, there will be no more. If you don't grab it, even Jiang Yan will be gone.

"I won't eat it for you any more."

Jiang Yan quickly calmed down. After eating, he dragged his disabled body to wash the dishes, but was pressed back to the bed by Shen Mo, quickly cleaned up the kitchen, and turned back to the bedroom.

Jiang Yan lay on the bed obediently with the quilt rolled up, satiated and drunk, his complexion improved a lot, and he looked at him with sparkling eyes.

Mo Mo bent down, took a closer look, saw that Jiang Yan's lips were a little dry, and frowned slightly. "Drink plenty of water, or you won't be able to go to school tomorrow, so you need to sleep more."

Jiang Yan rubbed against each other.

"I've been sleeping all morning and I don't want to sleep anymore."

Silence didn't care so much, and directly covered his eyes with his palm. "Sleep fast, I'll see you again in the afternoon."

"Aren't you doing your homework this afternoon?"

Silence: "...Jiang Yan, it's so easy for you to be lonely."

"Ok?"

"Aside from studying, what else is on your mind?"

Jiang Yan's face turned red, and he grabbed the corner of the quilt with both hands, almost hiding himself in it, and said softly: "There is still you."

I was silent for a moment.

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yan felt a little embarrassed, and quickly added: "I mean, thanks to you coming back to cook for me, otherwise I..."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Mo suddenly lifted the quilt and covered him directly.

"Quickly sleep!"

The silent voice was a little anxious, covering Jiang Yan, and finally heaved a sigh of relief when he couldn't see his appearance.He took a deep breath, his ears turned pink, and he said angrily, "Even if you say something nice, don't remember it!"

"Ok."

Jiang Yan's voice came from across the quilt, buzzing, no matter how silent he heard it was very cute, he couldn't help but leaned forward, touched his forehead through the quilt, and quickly stepped back a few steps. "I went to school."

Jiang Yan felt that his face was pressed, and he lifted the quilt to get out, and the silence had long since disappeared.

The time for eating at noon and taking a break in the morning was not short, but he went shopping silently, cooked, and put Jiang Yan to sleep, and finally stepped into the classroom a few minutes before class.

As soon as he came back, he was surrounded by a group of people.

"Did you go home just now? How is Jiang Yan?"

"Are you feeling better?"

"Why don't we go and have a look together this afternoon."

Shen Mo frowned, remembering that when he went back just now, it might be due to illness and no one around, the face-saving Jiang Yan finally acted like a baby with himself, if this group of people went, why would they be like this, and then like that?

He was expressionless, and said very calmly: "It's much better, you don't need to go."

"So fast? Do you want to buy some condolences?"

"Need not."

"It's usually him who helps us, and he's so tired that he's sick. If only he could do something for him."

Silent eyes swept across the faces of the group of people one by one.

What else do you want to do? !

Ok?

Chai Xiaodong sighed for a long time, and said very worriedly: "I don't know what Jiang Yan ate for lunch, he can't eat takeaway when he's sick, why don't we cook for him?"

Silence: ... "You, what a clever little ghost."