I loved you once, the sun and the moon bear witness

The smile flashed by, and when Liu Ying looked carefully again, Shang Rin's expression had returned to his usual coldness.

After finally catching such an opportunity, how could Shang Rin let it go?

He deliberately said coldly:

"It's really not necessary. You can go to your work. I just want to be alone."

Liu Ying looked at him silently, feeling more and more guilty in her heart.

At that time, I knew that the car was driving on the road, so how could I be so reckless?

Probably crazy to do that?
It's useless to regret now, and now, she can understand Shang Rin's bad temper, after all, it's not easy for anyone to let this matter go.

Besides, this is not the first time Shang Rin has saved her life, even if he doesn't love him, he has to pay it back.

Liu Ying figured it out in her heart, so she didn't care what Shang Lin said. She picked up the duck soup next to her, took a sip, blew on it, and handed it to Shang Lin's mouth:

"Drink some. This is stewed by grandma herself. Drinking it is good for your legs."

Shang Lin had already smelled the aroma of the old duck soup. He hadn't eaten much for so long, and he almost couldn't hold back when he smelled the aroma, and his saliva was about to flow out.

However, he deliberately frowned and said lightly:
"I don't want to drink, I have no appetite."

Liu Ying subconsciously lowered her posture, and her tone was pleading: "Have a drink, just take a sip."

Shang Lin deliberately turned away stubbornly: "I really don't want to drink."

When grandma brought her to Shang Lin's ward, she had already said that Shang Lin hadn't eaten since he woke up, and his mood was not very good, and he would ignore anyone who talked to him.

He can't go on like this, so he has to think of a trick...

Liu Ying looked down at the old duck soup in the bowl, and suddenly took a deep breath.

She stood up, picked up the soup bowl and took a sip.

Shang Lin turned his head to look at her in surprise, thinking, this woman has a cruel heart, she doesn't know how to persuade him if he doesn't drink, and actually picks up the bowl and plans to dry it up by herself.

Sure enough, the world's most poisonous woman's heart!

Shang Rin was sighing silently, but unexpectedly, Liu Ying suddenly leaned over and came closer.

Before he came back to his senses, Liu Ying had already grabbed his head and blocked his lips.

The sweet and delicious old duck soup was delivered to his mouth by her in the most unique and unique way in the world...

This taste can be described as "ecstasy".

Shang Lin's brain went blank for an instant, as if all brain cells went on strike instantly.

His eyes widened in shock, the tip of his tongue was numb, his head was numb, and his whole body was numb.

In this way, Liu Ying delivered the old duck soup into his mouth in small bites.

He felt that he had suddenly changed from a big man with hands and feet to a baby who stretched out his clothes and opened his mouth...

The emptiness and loneliness that had been neglected and ignored by Liu Ying for a long time were all washed away by this old duck soup at this moment.

He obediently drank the whole bowl of soup, and seeing him obediently swallowing and cooperating, Liu Ying showed a long-lost smile for the first time.

No one noticed that the door of the ward was actually pushed open.

At the door, the silver-haired old lady and the stern-faced old man both desperately looked in through the crack of the door.

Seeing that the eldest grandson's daughter-in-law was doing her best to take care of her eldest grandson, the old lady poked the old man's arm and signaled him to leave the scene with her eyes.

The two wandered out, chatting while walking:
"I just said, this trick is sure to work. See? I still have to do it, Jiang is still old and spicy!"

"Hmph, let me tell you, don't meddle in young people's affairs, what do you know!"

"If I didn't understand, how could I have taken you down back then! Isn't your bad temper just like Lin Lin's!"

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The two walked out while chattering, leaving some independent space for the two young people who had finally broken through the ice.

After Liu Ying finished feeding the old duck soup, she took out a wet towel and wiped Shang Lin's mouth, and then wiped her own mouth without disdain.

Shang Lin stared at the wet wipes that he had used together in surprise, and almost couldn't hold back his desire to tease her.

But he was afraid that once he changed his attitude, Liu Ying would return to her previous cold and superior appearance.

So, he pursed his lips on purpose, his eyes were still cold, and he lay on the bed without saying a word, as if he didn't enjoy the process of feeding the soup at all, instead he said coldly on purpose:

"Why so, it's disgusting!"

The anger in Liu Ying's heart that was finally calmed down was almost brought up by his words again.

But thinking about his current situation and mood, the anger in her heart was instantly suppressed.

She patiently tucked up the surroundings of the quilt for him, then went to the bathroom to bring a basin of warm water, took a wet towel again, and then took the initiative to wipe his face and hands.

Although they used to be husband and wife, but getting along like this was very rare in the past.

In the process of wiping his face, she finally took a closer look at his facial features.

She had to admit that the years seemed to be extraordinarily lenient to Shang Rin. Even though it had been many years, his handsome face seemed not to have been stained by the years at all. His skin was still so delicate that no pores could be seen. His eyelashes were thick and long, and his hair Black, with distinct sideburns, straight nose bridge, sexy lips, still 360-degree handsome with no dead ends.

Seeing him at such a close distance, her heart was beating wildly for no reason.

Obviously his eyes didn't look at her, but on his mobile phone, but her heartbeat was still beating like a deer, almost jumping to her throat.

This is the first time in such a long time that she has been amazed by his face again. The skin that can be broken by blows and bullets makes her feel ashamed as a woman.

She took his hand again and wiped it carefully with a wet towel.

His fingers were slender and fair, and each nail was trimmed very neatly. His hands looked extraordinarily beautiful, with wide and soft palms, which made her heart throb.

The reason why she fell in love with him out of control back then was probably because of his perfection in the beginning.

At that time, he was like a myth in the whole Haicheng. He studied well, had a good face, a good figure, and good legs... In short, he was good in everything, and he was a well-deserved leader.

She still remembered the madness when she used to be his little fan girl and chased after him with her deskmate.

She also remembered that in order to follow him, she even secretly drew his portrait and pasted it in her desk drawer, so as to spur herself to study hard.

She still remembered that she waited in the rain for a year's birthday, and wanted to take the liberty of rushing over to meet him and hear him say happy birthday to herself, but she stood in the rain for three hours that night, but she didn't see his face. figure.

In her memory, he was perfect, aloof, like a divine mansion, aloof, untouchable, and elusive...

She was very strange, during those times when he was chasing her and making trouble in front of her, she didn't feel any emotion at all, but was a little impatient.

But at this moment, seeing him sitting in front of her so coldly and alienated, her heart suddenly felt an unprecedented agitation, and even her cheeks became hot.