"I'm really hungry." Xu Jing said with a smile without getting annoyed. "The spicy hot pot wasn't good enough, so I'm hungry when I get home."
Who is to blame?
It was he who insisted on eating the 18-yuan spicy hot pot.
Xu Jing glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw the packaging bag on the cabinet. "Third Master, did you pack the food?"
"Yeah." Mo Zechuan responded, took the food sullenly, and adjusted the table on the bed.
The food had already gone cold. If Xiao Zhou got diarrhea after eating it, he would be the one to suffer.
He also didn't want to go to the hospital all day long. Firstly, he was pretentious, and secondly, he didn't like the pungent smell of disinfectant. These external interference elements always reminded him of bad things.
"Wait."
He took the package to the nurse, who must have a microwave to heat it up.
When he heated up the food and brought it back, Xiao Zhou was already wearing a light blue hospital gown, with his head lowered and his hair tied upside down, revealing a whorl.
Her well-behaved and docile appearance made him unable to help but reach out and touch her.
People with smooth hair can even take on shampoo advertisements. Mo Zechuan thinks he can earn a lot of money with this face.
"Third Master." Xu Jing looked up and smelled the fragrance of the food. The smile in his eyes could hardly be hidden.
Although someone said something, he didn't fail to do what he was supposed to do.
The food at the five-star hotel was simple in style, but surprisingly delicious. After a few bites, Xu Jing couldn't put his chopsticks down. Only when his stomach felt full did he look up, his eyes meeting Mo Zechuan's.
It was rare to see him not be crazy, and during the few minutes that the two of them coexisted peacefully, it was the first time that he had anything to do with quietness.
"Third Master, have you eaten yet?" Xu Jing put down his chopsticks and took out the napkin between the disposable chopsticks to wipe the stains from the corners of his mouth. After waiting for a while without seeing him speak, he had no choice but to hand him the chopsticks. "Eat something?"
Mo Zechuan remained silent. Under Xu Jing's expectant (Xu Jing: surprised) gaze, he took the chopsticks. He picked up a piece of twice-cooked pork, which he ate the most, and sipped his lips. It was surprisingly delicious.
I might consider buying it again next time, he likes it too.
The aroma of meat stimulates appetite, making people who don’t care much about food eat up all the leftover food, so that the chef’s good intentions are not wasted at all.
Finally, he cleaned up the dishes and threw the garbage into the trash can outside the door.
When I came back to find Xiao Zhou, I saw him washing his hands in the bathroom. His legs were white and straight, and they looked better than a girl's legs. Through the hazy barrier, it made people think more about him.
When he came out after washing his hands, Mo Zechuan's eyes changed from calm to astonishment, and then a blush appeared on his face.
Wearing nothing...
No, he had already seen it a long time ago. Why is he so excited now?
Fortunately, his gaze didn't linger for long. He kicked off his shoes, revealing his white, elastic and round toes. Then he stepped onto the bed, crawled into the quilt, revealing his round head.
The warm smile made Mo Zechuan's heart itch, and the silent invitation reminded him of a word. "Beauty is a feast for the eyes."
"Good night." Xu Jing closed his eyes and was about to sleep.
"Sleeping after a full meal is bad for your health." Mo Zechuan and the others dragged out the blanket, hugged his waist and rubbed his stomach. The more they rubbed, the more they felt their blood swelling to the extreme. If they didn't do something, they would be sorry for the audience.
"you can"
"No." Xu Jing yawned and interrupted him. "It's really unethical of you to do this to a patient."
"It's fun to play with patients." The light blue uniform can arouse a strong desire in the heart.
"No, I have things to do tomorrow."
"Are you going to participate in a talent show?" Mo Zechuan frowned. It was not because he didn't want Xiao Zhou to have a stable career, but because he was afraid that his face would attract many women outside.
"Yes." Xu Jing yawned, squinting his eyes as he enjoyed Mo Zechuan's rare belly rub. Leaning in his arms, he didn't feel uncomfortable at all, but rather quite comfortable.
"I'll give you the money tomorrow." He didn't have any cash on him, but he did have a black gold card that could be used to pay, which he would find and give to Xiao Zhou.
As for now, I'd better take advantage of it.
Just as I was about to do something else, my cell phone rang.
Mo Zechuan put his arm around his waist and answered the phone.
"Brother Zechuan, why don't you come to see me when you come back?"
Mo Zechuan glanced at his phone screen belatedly and realized that the caller was Ning Su.
Ning Su, the white moonlight he has loved since childhood.
"What's the matter?" Mo Zechuan didn't know why, but his tone was particularly cold and even a little displeased when facing his former white moonlight.
Perhaps it was because his phone call broke the rare peace, causing the person who was originally lying in his arms to stiffen and even want to get out of his arms to do other things.
Of course, Mo Zechuan couldn't let Xiao Zhou go crazy, so he grabbed his waist and gave him a warning look to signal him to calm down.
Only after Xiao Zhou became quiet did Mo Zechuan have the patience to continue listening to the phone.
"Brother Zechuan, is there something wrong over there?" Ning Su wondered. Being sensitive, he could tell something was amiss in Mo Zechuan's tone. The usually friendly brother Zechuan was actually a bit impatient. Did he interrupt his work?
"It's okay." Mo Zechuan touched Xiao Zhou's hand, a little absent-minded.
"Brother Zechuan, I have something to ask of you. I want to participate in the Jiangcheng "Youth Without Regrets" talent show, but my family doesn't agree. Look, can you come pick me up tomorrow? Let's discuss how to get my family to agree."
Xu Jing sneered and closed his eyes at Mo Zechuan's warning look, thinking that out of sight, out of mind.
"What time do you meet?" Mo Zechuan saw Xiao Zhou's indifferent attitude and felt angry but couldn't vent his anger. He could only pat his hands and signal him to behave himself.
"Looking at your time, we haven't seen each other for a long time, so it's a good opportunity for us to have a meal together."
They were childhood sweethearts. They had a meal together and reminisced about the past, their relationship grew stronger, and everything they did became a smooth process.
Then why are you provoking him? Do you really treat him like a duck?
Xu Jing pulled his hand back, a hint of sadness in his eyes. Mo Zechuan was so upset that he wanted to explain but had to worry about the other end of the phone. He was so confused that he even forgot everything.
"Brother Zechuan?" Ning Su asked tentatively. "Are you busy?"
"No. You decide and send it to me on WeChat."
The more you talk, the more mistakes you make. It’s better to hang up the phone early.
"Beep, beep, beep" There was a busy tone on the other end of the phone, and Ning Su was completely stunned.
In my memory, Brother Zechuan has always been patient and considerate to me, and has always been concerned about my well-being.
Why is he so cold now? Is it because we haven’t seen each other for a long time and we’ve become strangers?
Not sure about the situation, no comment.
Ning Su only knew that some things could not be compared with those when he was a child, and some people could not be expected to be exactly the same as when he was a child.
Brother Zechuan, who was willing to tolerate him and always waited for him to hang up the phone, has changed and he is a little unrecognizable to him.
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