The reborn little ancestor is handsome and flirty

"Yan Chen."

On the hospital bed, the girl narrowed her eyes and looked for him.

Mo Yanchen immediately turned around and walked over: "I'm here."

He bent down and kissed her forehead, coaxing in a low voice: "I'm here, be good, sleep well."

After receiving the response, Su Mucheng's heart calmed down. She smiled and moved to the side: "Come up too, let's sleep together."

"it is good."

He held her, her head resting on his arm, nestled into the man's chest, her nose lingering with her familiar scent.

The man rested his chin on the top of her head, hugged her sideways, patted her back gently with his hands, and coaxed her softly.

Su Mucheng hugged his waist tightly, finally put a smile on her lips, and fell asleep contentedly.

The man hugged her tightly.

He kissed her hair and said in a gentle voice, "Sleep well, baby."

She is so tired.

The next day.

Sunlight poured into the ward through the window. Mo Yanchen put his hand on his forehead and squinted his eyes slightly.

In her arms, the girl was still sleeping, her sleeping face was very peaceful, but her brows were slightly wrinkled, as if she was uneasy, and her long eyelashes were drooping, casting a beautiful shadow on her fair and delicate face.

He held her head, carefully pulled out his arms, tucked her in, and got out of bed to wash up.

After half an hour.

Su Mucheng suddenly sat up from the bed. Her bloodshot eyes were shrouded in light, and she looked around the environment in confusion.

Then, the light in his eyes faded away bit by bit.

She grabbed the quilt, pulled her lips and laughed: "It turns out it was all a dream."

Lowering her eyes, she covered up the red under her eyes.

The man leaned against the bed, closed his eyes, and tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

pat one by one

The door is opened.

A string in his head was suddenly tightened. Su Mu suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards the door.

The man was wearing simple casual clothes, tall, cool and gentle.

He was still holding porridge in his hand, and his voice was soft and cotton-like: "Wake up."

Su Mucheng stared blankly, forgetting to blink.

"What's wrong? Are you stupid? Huh?" Mo Yanchen put the porridge on the table, walked over, bent down, and pinched her face: "Have you become a little fool?"

Su Mucheng didn't move.

Just stare at him.

She saw him open the porridge, scoop out the porridge, put it to his mouth and blow on it.

Then he handed it to her mouth: "Eat something, eh?"

Finally, she made a move.

His throat was so dry that he struggled to speak: "Yan Chen."

"it's me."

"Baby, you are sick and have lost weight. I bought you nutritious porridge." He handed the spoon forward again.

With his face so close, she could clearly see her reflection in his eyes.

Su Mucheng nodded blankly, opened her mouth obediently, and ate the porridge he had cooled.

He took another mouthful and said, "Hey."She still ate obediently.

Throughout the whole process, he was so well-behaved that he looked like a hedgehog that had lost all its thorns.

Only the big drops of tears fell uncontrollably into the hot porridge, mixed and disappeared.

"The baby doesn't cry." He coaxed her in a low voice.

Then he held her in his arms with one hand and coaxed her patiently for a long time.

He could even clearly feel the slightly trembling body in his arms.

My heart hurts.

How did she get here these few days after his accident?

"Ah! Holy shit!"

At the door, Jiang Ze was extremely excited: "Brother Chen! It's really you!"

Following his cry, four figures came in together.

The corners of Cheng Zixiu's eyes were red. He was so excited last night that he just said one sentence today: "It's okay."

Fu Shuang and Hang Ti are behind.

Su Mucheng lowered her eyes, hid the redness in her eyes, and raised her head: "Why are you all here?"

"Still talking!" Hang Ti frowned and walked over, pointing to her clothes: "What's going on? Why is it the hospital gown you are wearing?"

Last night her senior brother-in-law said they were in the hospital and she thought he was injured.

After all, it is normal for people to be injured after surviving a plane crash.

Results, good guy!

He's fine.

Her senior sister was lying on the hospital bed with a pale face.

"She's not feeling well."

Before Su Mucheng could speak, Mo Yanchen spoke for her and gently squeezed her hand with his big hand.

Jiang Ze nodded, his voice a little hoarse after the excitement: "I knew you would be fine."

After a while, the doctor came in and did some routine tests.

"Pay more attention to rest and take care of yourself slowly. It's not a big problem."

"Thank you."