She can't think about the villain's favorite pet

Chapter 156 I have something delicious~

Because Xi Feiyan's mouth was pinched, her mouth was beeping like a fat fish, which was inexplicably cute.

Xi Junyan stretched out his other hand and gently poked her lips.

Xi Feiyan's eyes widened, and then she said angrily: "Just wait for the plan, let's let it go, the room will open the nest, the room will open"

Xi Junyan raised his eyebrows, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "If I don't let go, what can you do with me?"

Xi Feiyan suddenly felt that she was turned into a puffer fish by anger.

After staring at him for a few seconds, Xi Feiyan turned her eyes, raised her foot and quickly stomped towards his foot.

The slender high-heeled shoes crushed fiercely on the instep, and Xi Junyan let go of his hand due to the excruciating pain, and Xi Feiyan took the opportunity to get rid of him.

Hiding on the other side of Bai Wenran's bed, Xi Feiyan raised her hand and rubbed her pinched red chin, staring at Xi Junyan with both anger and vigilance.

Xi Junyan withdrew his hand, turned his back behind his back, and rubbed secretly.

For a moment, the atmosphere fell into a stalemate.

Dr. Jiang opened the door and came in, took a look at the two of them, walked straight to Bai Wenran, took the needle, and gave her another shot.

"Okay, as long as you don't have a high fever, you will be fine when you wake up."

Xi Feiyan quickly asked, "Doctor, do you still have a high fever?"

While packing up the tools, Dr. Jiang said, "It depends on the physique of different people."

This is also the conclusion drawn not long ago based on the responses of several clinical patients.

"Little girl, don't be too nervous, high fever is actually detoxification"

Xi Feiyan breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded to show that he knew.

Large flakes of snowflakes kept falling from the sky.

The bus station in Taichung was full of people, and the surrounding area became lively for a while.

Bai Wenran was wearing a black down jacket with black boot pants and black boots.

There was a big black backpack on his shoulders, and a black peaked cap on his head.

He was also holding a pure black mobile phone with a black bluetooth headset.

The whole person is wrapped in black, which forms a sharp contrast with the silver-clad scenery outside.

Looking up at the falling snowflakes outside the platform, Bai Wenran's eyes were empty, wondering what he was thinking.

The slight vibration of the phone brought Bai Wenran back to his thoughts, and he lowered his head to type on the phone.

The snowflakes in the sky gradually became smaller.

The people on the bus platform also left one after another.

When Bai Wenran raised his head again, there was no one on the bus platform.

It happened that a bus stopped on the platform. After the few people got on the bus, there was no one on the platform.

Bai Wenran turned his head down and his neck was a little stiff.

His eyes suddenly locked on the corner on the other side, Bai Wenran's eyebrows moved slightly, and his index finger kept tapping on the phone.

After a while, the beating stopped, and Bai Wenran walked towards the corner beside him.

In a small corner closest to the bus stop, a dirty little person is curling up, his hands are tightly hugging his knees, his head is buried in his knees, he looks like an abandoned toddler cub.

Standing still in front of the little man, for a long time, he did not wait for the little man's reaction.

Bai Wenran raised his toe and lightly kicked his calf.

The little man's body stiffened obviously, but he still didn't respond.

Bai Wenran took a step back, squatted down, and looked at the little man quietly for a while.

Bai Wenran took off the big black backpack behind him.

He opened the backpack, took out a bag of plums, tore it open, pinched one of them with his delicate white fingers and put it in his mouth.

The sweet and sour smell of plum blossoms permeated the air, and Xiaoerren, who had been indifferent all this time, moved his body and returned to his original state.

Bai Wenran poked his head with his hand, and the little man's body tensed up suddenly.

With a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, Bai Wenran reached out and poked his head again.

The little man's originally calm breath like ancient water suddenly became gloomy.

Raising his eyebrows, Bai Wenran picked up the phone in his hand and shook it, "I have something delicious, do you want to eat it?"

The little man's dark and prey breath stopped, and he disappeared without a trace like ice and snow melting for a moment.

Bai Wenran found it very strange, this time he didn't raise his hand to poke him again, but stretched out his hand to gently rub his hair.

Some snowflakes fell on the little man's hair. The snowflakes melted and turned into water, and even the little man's hair was wet.

Bai Wenran frowned slightly, took out a handkerchief from his schoolbag, put it on his head and wiped it gently.

The little man's whole body was tense at the beginning, and it wasn't until Bai Wenran took off the handkerchief that his body slowly relaxed.

Taking back the handkerchief and looking at it, the handkerchief was a bit dirty, Bai Wenran frowned.

The phone rang, Bai Wenran picked it up to look at it, answered the call, gave a place name and hung up.

He put the plum bag in his hand in front of the little man, and put the handkerchief on the bag.

After glancing at the little man who hadn't moved, Bai Wenran stood up.

The person who picked her up was coming soon, but she hadn't reminded her in vain, she almost forgot that she still had something to do in a while!

Turning around and taking two steps forward, Bai Wenran raised his eyebrows, turned his head, and looked down.

In the end, it landed on the little hand with clear joints and as white as jade.

Looking along the little hand, he found that the little man who had been indifferent all this time had raised his head at this moment.

On her fair little face, her eyebrows are picturesque, her nose is straight, her thin mouth is tightly pressed together, her lips are pale and dry.

However, what interests Bai Wenran is the pair of eyes that are full of vigilance and a little bit of sternness, like the depths of the deep sea.

This kind of look should never appear on a child.

What's more, Bai Wenran wanted to know, what was he trying to do by holding her back?
Glancing at Huamei on the ground, Bai Wenran grunted, and took out another bag of Huamei from his backpack.

Pulling away his little hand that was holding onto the corner of her clothes, she put Huamei in his hand, "Is that enough?"

The little man looked at her fixedly, didn't say anything, but tightly held Huamei in his hand.

Bai Wenran smiled faintly, and couldn't help but raised his hand to rub his hair again.

The little man's hair is fluffy and soft, and feels great to the touch.

When Bai Wu rushed to the bus stop, what he saw was his family's always aloof and indifferent little master, standing in front of a dirty little boy, gently rubbing his hair while smiling softly.

The boy's exquisite little face was slightly raised, and his eyes were quietly watching the little master standing in front of him, dressed in black, with a cold face and a slightly curled mouth.

The two delicate little people stood and squatted, looked up, looked down, raised their hands to rub their heads, and raised their hands to pull their clothes.

The picture is beautiful and quiet, which makes people unable to bear to be disturbed.

Although Bai Wu didn't want to break this beautiful scene, but thinking of the old man's order, he had to cough lightly.

Bai Wenran followed the voice, saw Bai Wu, and was about to walk towards her, but just as he moved, a trace of helplessness appeared at the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)