Your coward is offline

Chapter 909 Why Is His Little Poor So Sweet 15
Is this going out to smoke?
Yan Luo couldn't help but glanced at him sideways.

Qin Mu looked at the Kanto boiled on the bedside which was basically eaten clean, a gleam of satisfaction flashed across his eyes, he glanced at Yan Luo's slightly furrowed brows, and raised his hand to sniff the smell of smoke on his clothes.

Obediently, she sat at a place far away from Yan Luo, then took the candy next to her, unpacked it, stretched out her long arm, and stuffed the toffee directly into Yan Luo's mouth.

"It's bitter in the mouth after the injection, take a piece of candy and take it easy." Carrying the packaging bag, Qin Mu was doing the work of feeding, and said casually.

Yan Luo nodded, trying hard to chew the toffee in his mouth, his cheeks bulging like a little rabbit.

Qin Mu's heart almost melted.

In the end, she still pursed her lips halfway, thinking about the information she had inquired before. This little girl didn't seem to have many friends, her grades were average, and she didn't usually communicate with others. I heard that she seemed a little autistic.

Thinking of this, Qin Mu felt even more distressed.

This emotion was strange and swift, and it swept through his heart directly within a day or two.

Qin Mu's eyes sank slightly. This feeling of being completely controlled by others is very dangerous, especially for him.

This kind of emotion should be the limit at this point, and it should be enough.

Qin Mu thought so, but wanted to leave but couldn't move, so he could only look straight at Yan Luo who was sitting on the bed.

The candy in his hand was put aside, Yan Luo looked at the gloomy eyes in his eyes, and finally raised his hand to touch the toffee he put beside the bed.

Qin Mu watched her movements, watched her struggle to tear open the package, he didn't move, just watched in silence.

When Yan Luo laboriously opened the package with one hand, his small face lifted up, a pair of watery eyes looked over, and his white and tender hands reached out, holding up the piece of toffee.

It seemed that there was only his reflection in the clear and pure pupils, which made Qin Mu slightly dazed.

"Qin Mu, do you want to eat?"

Eat, but feel like eating you more.

The thought just now in Qin Mu's mind completely disappeared, looking at this little face, only this thought remained in his mind.

After a pause, before Yan Luo retracted his hand, he leaned out and took the piece of toffee held by Yan Luo's fingertips into his mouth with Yan Luo's hand.

The soft lips inevitably touched her little hand, watching her seem a little embarrassed to withdraw her hand.

Qin Mu chewed the sweetness and milky aroma that was different from the heavy mint candy in his mouth. The dark eyes just now dissipated a little, the corners of his lips curled up, and his beautiful eyes curved, "It's so sweet."

After saying this, Qin Mu stood up from the chair, sat directly on Yan Luo's hospital bed, looked up at the medicine bottle above his head, and said casually, "It's almost over, shall I take you home?"

Yan Luo paused for a moment, a streak of reluctance flashed across his eyes.

This reluctance was easily captured by Qin Mu. Qin Mu tapped his fingertips on the bed, poked his head a little, and with a smile on his lips, he asked tentatively, "Don't want to go home?"

That face came into view abruptly, Yan Luo looked at his handsome cheeks with a hint of evil spirit, the corners of his lips were pursed, he couldn't be more obedient, he paused for a long time, and he was serious when Qin Mu was about to say something more Nod and look him in the eyes.

"Well, I don't want to go home."

(End of this chapter)