Mr. Lu, the World’s Sweetest Man

It's just that once I put on those expressions that Li Qingchen used to be used to, it looked a little weak and confusing.

Li Qingchen was a little frustrated, it seemed that Mo Yanbai was really right, and he was really lacklustre.

But this face is so beautiful, she doesn't believe it can't be changed.

She tilted her head and found that Mo Yanbai's profiled face was even more beautiful, with three-dimensional and deep facial features, and no dead ends at 360 degrees.

In comparison, she felt that her body and appearance were much inferior.

But when he thought that Mo Yanbai would take his body out to hook up with a man, Li Qingchen felt a little irritated.

Originally planned to ignore him, who knew that as soon as he went out, Mo Yanbai sat on the sofa, shivering under the blanket.

It's okay to do something during the day, but Mo Yanbai's body is not in any condition.

Now that he slowed down, he realized that his body couldn't hold up a bit, and a faint pain came again.

In addition, he had forgotten his physical condition just now, and after drinking two glasses in the bar, he naturally couldn't hold it anymore.

"What's the matter with you?" Li Qingchen hurriedly walked over. Seeing him dying, he couldn't help saying, "Did you go drinking again?"

Mo Yan was so painful that he couldn't speak.

Li Qingchen hurriedly poured him a cup of hot water: "Hurry up and take a sip. It looks like this, and I still want to go to the bar!"

Mo Yanbai was unable to argue with her, and after drinking several sips of hot water, he eased slightly.

"I'll take it for you. You haven't eaten much during the day, and you definitely can't hold it now." Li Qingchen said hurriedly, and brought the food just made, and put the chopsticks into his hand.

After drinking hot water, Mo Yanbai was already much better, but he didn't want to do it.

He had had enough of this broken body, and now he didn't want to do anything.

"Why don't you eat it yet?" Li Qingchen ate a few bites, only to find that he hadn't moved his chopsticks, thinking he was still angry, and said, "Well, I'm not angry anymore, as long as you don't hook up with men in the future, what am I? I can promise you. Eat quickly."

Mo Yanbai was initially a little irritable, but when Li Qingchen was babbling in his ears, he didn't feel unpleasant, and the feeling of being taken care of seemed very good.

For many years, he has existed as a role model in the Mo family, the benchmark of the code of conduct for all siblings, cousins ​​and cousins, and the trusted eldest son of the family. Over the years, he has not relaxed his requirements for a moment.

Now that he doesn't care about anything, the feeling of being only taken care of has made him relax.

"You feed me." His words blurted out.

"Mo Yanbai...you don't want to go too far." Li Qingchen was a little annoyed.

Mo Yanbai simply closed his eyes: "If you don't feed me, I won't eat."

Unknowingly, there was some self-willedness in his tone.

Only in front of the people I like can I show my fragility and willfulness.

It's just that he himself didn't notice his emotional state.

Li Qingchen didn't even notice it. He thought he was breathing and didn't want to pay attention to him. In the end, he was soft-hearted and took the bowl and chopsticks over to feed him seriously.

A smile appeared on the corners of Li Qingchen's lips when he was satisfied.

Mo Yanbai opened his eyes and saw her smile. Li Qingchen was a little embarrassed and said hurriedly: "I'm afraid I'm hungry, okay? Of course I have to take care of my own body."