One Hundred Days of Hidden Marriage: Young Emperor, spoiled by heaven!

Zhuang Chuchu ate two more mouthfuls. She felt that the more she ate, the more delicious it was, and a trace of sweetness ignited in her heart. She couldn't eat any more, so she put down the lunch box and lay back on the bed again.

At this moment, Han Yu came in with the lunch he had prepared for Chu Chu, and when he saw the food on the cabinet, he was puzzled, "Chu Chu, did someone see you just now?"

Zhuang Chuchu turned her head to look at Han Yu with a puzzled face and smiled, "I don't know, I fell asleep and just woke up, and I saw this here."

Han Yu looked at Zhuang Chuchu and didn't say much. He gently lifted her up, opened the table from the bed, and put the rice on it.

Han Yu turned around and picked up the bento that Long Muyun had just given him, and walked outside.

Zhuang Chuchu looked at Han Yu who picked up the lunch box, "Wait, what are you doing with the lunch box?"

Han Yu stopped and turned to look at Chuchu, "I don't know who gave it to me. What if there is something bad in it, I'd better throw it away."

As soon as Zhuang Chuchu took a bite of the rice, she heard that Han Yu was about to throw away the rice that Long Muyun had prepared for her. She was anxious to say something, but was stuck in a grain of rice.

Zhuang Chuchu coughed desperately, her whole face turned red.

Han Yu saw Chu Chu who was choking on the rice and walked back quickly, poured a glass of water for her, and patted her on the back.

Zhuang Chuchu took the water glass and drank it in big gulps, and her face slowly returned to rosy.

Looking at the better Zhuang Chuchu, Han Yu frowned, "Can't you eat more slowly?"

Zhuang Chuchu put down the water glass and shook her head, "I'm fine, I just wanted to talk to you just now, and I choked in a hurry."

Han Yu rubbed Zhuang Chuchu's head fondly, "Okay, okay, what do you want to say, I just made you anxious."

Zhuang Chuchu snatched the lunch box from Han Yu and looked at him with a smile.

"I want to say, what if this meal is made for me by someone else, if I throw it away, wouldn't it ruin his good intentions? Don't worry, this is a hospital. If something really happens, it can be rescued."

Han Yu heard Zhuang Chuchu say this and gently scratched her nose with his hand.

"You, you, you really dare to say it, besides, who would be so kind to prepare a bento for you!" After speaking, he reached out to take the bento.

When Zhuang Chuchu saw that Han Yu was about to take away the lunch box, she clasped her hands tightly, "If there is really one, let's open it and have a look first."

Han Yu looked at Zhuang Chuchu who was tightly protecting the bento in his arms, and laughed out loud, "Okay, okay, I can't beat you, then open it."

Zhuang Chuchu opened the bento.

Han Yu bent down and smelled it gently, and he was relieved if he didn't smell any strange smell.

After eating, Han Yu went to clean the lunch box, leaving Zhuang Chuchu alone in the ward.

Zhuang Chuchu glanced at the bento that Long Muyun had prepared for herself, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

She closed her eyes, and the bits and pieces of herself from the time she first met Long Muyun emerged in her mind. Like a movie, Zhuang Chuchu's mouth evoked a smile from scene to scene.

It turns out that there are so many sweet memories between me and Long Muyun.

Zhuang Chuchu stroked her heart with both hands, feeling the gradually accelerating heartbeat. It turned out that she still couldn't forget him, maybe he also had his own ulterior motives.

Thinking of the memories between them, Zhuang Chuchu's heart was shaken.

As she thought about it, her breathing gradually became even.

When Han Yu came back, he saw Zhuang Chuchu who was already asleep. He gently put away the lunch box, covered her with a quilt, and left.