“Cough cough cough…”
Yan Yuan choked on his own saliva before he even started eating.
Slow down.
He said, “…books about mental health.”
"Is it good?" Shen Zhizhi narrowed her eyes, "Baby was watching so intently just now."
"Good, it's good!" Yan Yu'an didn't read a single word. He opened his mouth but couldn't say anything. He chuckled twice and whispered, "It's quite good... The content is very exciting."
What's so beautiful about it? He didn't even say a word.
The villain in Shen Zhizhi's heart was about to laugh to death.
Her innocent baby is so cute.
"Baby, tell your sister about it?" Shen Zhizhi looked at Yan Yuan with amusement as his eyes became confused.
speak?
Yan Yuan didn’t read a single word, so what can he say?
Yan Yuan lowered his head and bit into his steak. "That's right, it's about whether a person's mental health is good or not."
"My sister and I are both very healthy."
Shen Zhizhi's smile deepened. Mental health? These four words have nothing to do with them.
She and the baby are both crazy little guys with strong possessiveness.
In the last copy, a gangster followed them, and the baby beat him up so badly that he didn't even recognize his own mother.
When they went to the police station, the gangster's parents were afraid to confirm that this was their son.
Shen Zhizhi still remembers the expression of that little gangster, angry, disbelief, and grievance, like a color palette.
"Mom, it's me, Mom!"
The gangster's voice became hoarse and his voice changed drastically.
His mother was even less sure of his identity.
If it weren't for the clothes and ID on his body, his parents would have left immediately.
Shen Zhizhi laughed out loud, and Yan Yuan raised his head, "Sister, what are you laughing at?"
"My wife said it well."
Shen Zhizhi's pronunciation was very clear, and the word "wife" sounded rather coquettish.
Yan Yuan poked the steak and raised the corner of his lips. His sister was praising everything he said. She was too supportive.
Yan Yu'an still has self-awareness. The two casual remarks he made were not so good that they sounded good. His sister was just taking care of him and giving him face.
Yan Yuan benefited a lot from it and liked it very much.
I like my sister’s preference and gentleness.
I'm sick of his gentleness.
It makes it hard to breathe and makes you want to indulge in it forever.
"Sister, please eat more." Yan Yuan gave half of his steak to his sister.
He is indescribable. It’s okay if he doesn’t eat, but his sister can’t. She will feel hungry and uncomfortable.
Shen Zhizhi was not hungry. The baby was the one who needed to eat a lot. The baby could only chew dry bread in the mental hospital. The baby had never eaten hot food like steak.
Shen Zhizhi divided the steak back.
"Baby, eat more. Sister isn't very hungry."
"Are you really not hungry?" Yan Yu'an was afraid that his sister would not be willing to eat and leave the good food for him.
"I'm really not hungry." Shen Zhizhi rolled his throat, "When I'm hungry, there will be something else to eat."
Something else?
Yan Yuan followed his sister's gaze and looked at his chest: "..."
Yan Yuan understood.
He became bad, and he started to understand everything immediately.
Yan Yuan didn't look up, but kept his head down while eating. His slender knuckles were pink as he gripped the knife and fork tightly, and he felt extremely uneasy inside.
Both shy and expectant.
What does it feel like?
Will my sister like this?
The two people had their own ulterior motives while having a meal.
Yan Yu'an rushed to wash the dishes, and when he came out, there was no one in the room.
Yan Yu'an's expression changed. The panic of suddenly losing his sister instantly overwhelmed his senses, and scarlet bloomed in his eyes.
Sister, where is his sister?
Doesn’t my sister want him anymore?
Yan Yuan was so panicked that he was about to cry, and Taohua's eyes were filled with tears.
He used his ability to cover the entire mental hospital, and then he found that his sister had not disappeared, but was taking a shower in the bathroom next to his...
The sound of water splashing.
Yan Yu'an's face flushed red when he saw the extreme whiteness.
The impact of the picture is so strong that tears welled up at the corners of my eyes.
Yan Yuan swallowed and covered her face with her snow-white hair to make her expression a little calmer.
He walked outside the bathroom and asked, "Sister, have you prepared your clothes?"
"Do you need me to go back to 155 to get your clothes?"
Shen Zhizhi knows that clothes can be changed, “No need, baby, I have clothes.”
Yan Yu'an felt a little disappointed when he heard this. If his sister had no clothes, he could find a reason to go in.
"Baby."
The water in the bathroom stopped flowing.
The female voice is lazy.
"Come in and take a shower too."
Yan Yuan, who was about to sit on the sofa and wait: "..."
Yan Yuan took out a new hospital gown and rushed into the bathroom.
He didn't go in on his own initiative; his sister invited him.
Listen to your sister.
Whatever my sister says is what it is.
The bathroom was filled with thick fog, and Yan Yuan saw a hazy beautiful figure.
He walked over and was pressed against the glass.
"Baby, let me wash your hair."
The glass was cold, and Yan Yu'an's back bent uncomfortably, then pressed tightly against it.
A soft arm touched his neck.
"Baby……"
After taking a bath for an hour, Yan Yuan walked in and was held in his arms when he came out.
His cheeks were flushed, his eyes were blurry, and there was mist in his eyes.
At first glance, he was badly bullied.
In fact, they did nothing.
My sister really washed his hair seriously.
But the key is that this hair is the gathering place of his senses.
So he has no strength left.
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