Chapter 105 (1/2)

After a flash of murderous anger on his expressionless face, Feng Tianxun reaches out his hand to carry the atherosclerotic bowl on the bedside table, scoops a spoon from it and feeds it to yunmo's mouth: ”let's put down other things first. If you're hungry, have some porridge.” Having said so much, the porridge should be dried at just the right temperature.

Feng Tianxun doesn't mention that it's OK. When he mentions yunmo, he just feels hungry. He has to stick his chest to his back.

In the morning, I ate some soybean milk and fried dough sticks. At noon, I went back to Beijing to eat delicious food. As a result, I met this incident and didn't eat lunch. Now it's evening and I've been starving to death.

He reached for the spoon and said, ”I'll do it myself.”

She can't move her feet, not her hands. Who needs to feed her.

Feng Tianxun looks at yunmo's hand and puts it on his right hand. He wants to grab the spoon from his hand. After a moment, he turns slightly and puts the bowl back on the bedside table.

Cloud ink hand Xuan in mid air:

what do you mean?

Will this letter be given to her?

What's he doing here?

Feng Tianxun put down the atherosclerotic bowl, and then slowly took off the gloves of his right hand under the eyes of yunmo.

Cloud ink double eyebrow a Yang, this letter day Xun want to do?

Looking at yunmo who is on guard, Feng Tianxun doesn't speak. He just turns around and continues to serve the bowl of porridge. Then he holds a spoon in his right hand and scoops a spoonful of porridge from the bowl again and feeds it to yunmo's mouth.

Cloud ink ”.....”

What does that mean?

Can she eat by himself with a spoon in his hand?

This is not clear, either eat his feed, or touch his right hand, this is simply

Yun Mo looks at Feng Tianxun without expression.

Feng Tianxun holds the spoon steadily and keeps the posture of feeding yunmo motionless, which is calmer than yunmo.

Outside the window, big orange, who finally took a four corner car, was lying outside the window watching the scene, and his two small claws directly covered his eyes.

I can't see it. I can't see it.

Chu yunmo, you fool, Feng Tianxun just wants to feed you. You can eat it, and you won't lose a piece of meat.

And you Feng Tianxun just want to feed. As for being so tactful, so silent, so shameless?

This is nothing.

Big orange quietly turned his head, jumped down from the window, squatted on the ground, looking up at the sunset sky, cat face sad.

It's a cat, it doesn't eat dog food, it doesn't eat, it doesn't eat.

Inside the house, yunmo stares at Feng Tianxun and swallows the porridge in the spoon. He just wants to feed her. Hey, it's not right for someone to wait on her.

Damn, threatening her.

His face is cold, but his action is very gentle. He carefully feeds yunmo the porridge in the bowl.

In this porridge, he used snow lotus for a hundred years, which is very good for yunmo's injury.

Seeing that the last spoon has been fed, Feng Tianxun looks at the bowl and at yunmo's mouth. He wants to feed her another bowl. It turns out that feeding his own woman is such a pleasant thing.

Unfortunately, yunmo's body is now suffering from regurgitation, so he can't eat more nourishing food.

Feng Tianxun stares at the bowl in his hand, and a trace of resentment flashes in his eyes.

Next to him, Yun Mo, who had enough to eat and drink, stretched out his hand and directly lifted the quilt before he got out of bed. He yelled out of the window: ”big orange, go home.”

Big orange swish out of your head and go home? Why don't you live here and go home?

Feng Tianxun's face was slightly heavy. He put down the bowl in his hand and put his hand on yunmo: ”where are you going?”

Cloud Mo looks at Feng Tianxun: ”is it difficult that I have no place to live?”

Even if the Chu family is not her family, is it difficult for her to find a place to live?