The little wolf dog of the actor's house

Zhuo Qingfan's eyes flickered, then he lowered his head, grabbed the child's schoolbag, and said solemnly: "Hold gently, my brother is injured, so don't press him."

Qiao Xiaonan nodded repeatedly.

Only then did Zhuo Qingfan let go of his hand.

"Brother." Qiao Xiaonan climbed onto the bed with a crying voice, sat next to Fu Yunyi and said hoarsely, "What's wrong with you, why are you hospitalized?"

"I'm fine." Fu Yunyi raised his hand to hold the child in his arms and said, "I just fell and knocked my leg while walking, a little injury."

"Lie!" Qiao Xiaonan said with his eyes widened, tears welling up in his eyes, "My aunt and grandma told me that you were injured to save me and my father."

"It's all my fault." A woman's voice suddenly interjected, "If I hadn't figured it out and talked too much, you wouldn't have suffered so much."

Fu Yunyi turned his eyes, only to see Aunt Xiaonan standing behind with her head down guiltily holding a lunch box.

"Auntie." The boy said anxiously, "Don't say that, the phone call should have been made at the time, if my brother and the others were really in Qishan, and I didn't know they were in danger, that would be a big mistake. It has nothing to do with you, I am too impulsive."

"Ah." The woman sighed apologetically, "No matter what, you will be hospitalized or have something to do with me."

"How could it have anything to do with you?" Zhuo Qingfan leaned over, took the lunch box from the woman's hand and said, "Auntie, if there is a mistake, it is my fault. Xiao Nan and I changed our schedule suddenly, so we should inform you and Yun." Easy."

"Don't talk anymore." The woman raised her hand to wipe the moisture from the corners of her eyes, and said softly, "It's good that Yun Yi is fine, I've been thinking about it for several days."

"Don't worry." Fu Yunyi said softly, "I'm recovering very well, it's just some skin trauma, after another two days, I'll be fine after removing the gauze."

The woman nodded reassuringly: "That's good, that's good." Then she pointed to the lunch box in Zhuo Qingfan's hand and said, "This is the bone soup I made for you at home, drinking some will help you recover .”

Fu Yunyi smiled: "Thank you, Auntie."

"It's all right."

Zhuo Qingfan followed suit: "Auntie, don't worry, I'll feed him in a while."

"That's how it is." The woman looked up at Zhuo Qingfan and said, "You guys talk first, I'll go back and clean your room, the house has become a mess these days because of worry."

Zhuo Qingfan nodded: "Auntie, be careful on the road."

Fu Yunyi also said very politely: "Auntie, goodbye."

Qiao Xiaonan: "Goodbye, aunt and grandma!"

Xin Li also hurriedly interjected: "Auntie, be careful on the road."

"Hey, okay." The woman smiled, turned and walked out of the ward.

The door is closed.

Qiao Xiaonan put his arms around Fu Yunyi's neck, lying in the boy's arms, and said, "Brother, I know you're in the hospital, and I'm really worried about you."

"Don't worry." Zhuo Qingfan walked over, pulled the child up by the shoulders and said, "You've crushed him, come down quickly."

"It didn't hit me!" The child puffed his cheeks in dissatisfaction, "Xiao Nan is so light, how could he hit my brother?"

Zhuo Qingfan looked at the child's chubby little arms, chubby little legs, his forehead twitched, and he bent down to pick him up and said, "You're still young, look how round your face is. It’s almost like a meat bun.”

The child yelled in dissatisfaction: "Dad, why are you doing this? I won't let you hug me!"

Fu Yunyi leaned against the back of the bed, watching the noisy interaction between the two of them tenderly.

The afternoon sun was warm and slanted over the small bed, enveloping the three of them together.

"Cough cough cough!" Xin Li coughed twice, breaking the warmth of the family of three.

Qiao Xiaonan stared at Xin Li in astonishment, then whispered into Zhuo Qingfan's ear, "Father, who is this?"

Zhuo Qingfan's eyes were slightly cold, he bent down to put the child down, and said softly: "Stranger."

"You haven't left yet?" Zhuo Qingfan turned to look at Xin Li, even though he was already suppressed, the impatience in his tone still leaked slightly.

"How do I go?" Xin Li suddenly took the lunch box from Zhuo Qingfan's hand, and said with a playful smile, "Brother Qingfan, I haven't fed Xiaoyi yet, he has an injury on his hand and can't eat by himself."

Zhuo Qingfan felt that if he hadn't cultivated himself well, he might have punched him directly, knocking out that unbearable smile on the boy's face.

This person really doesn't know which onion he is.

When will it be his turn to feed Fu Yunyi?

"No need." Zhuo Qingfan snatched the lunch box from the boy's hand again with cold eyes, "You've worked hard today, I don't need you to feed, go back."

"Don't." Xin Li snatched the lunch box from the man again, went straight to Fu Yunyi's bed and sat down, and said, "I wiped Yunyi's back for me, so of course I will come to feed the meal, you say so, right?" Yun Yi?"

Xin Li winked at Fu Yunyi.

Fu Yunyi looked at the lunch box, then at Zhuo Qingfan standing in front of him, and said with great difficulty: "...Yes."

Zhuo Qingfan's heart sank and he stood there at a loss.

"Come here." Xin Li opened the lunch box, took a mouthful of soup with a small spoon and handed it to the boy's mouth, "Be careful, it's hot, do you want me to blow it for you?"

Fu Yunyi didn't speak, but just stared at Zhuo Qingfan's profile.

"Then let me blow it for you." Xin Li tugged at the boy's cuff and whispered, "Look at me."

Fu Yunyi reluctantly withdrew his gaze, and lowered his eyes to Tang Shao.

Xin Li smiled, handed the small spoon to the boy's mouth and said, "I blew it on you, it's not hot anymore, drink it."

Fu Yunyi pursed his lips, leaned over, and drank the small spoonful of soup.

Zhuo Qingfan didn't speak, didn't look at them, didn't respond, just stood there.

He didn't respond, but Qiao Xiaonan next to him was very angry.

how so?Who is this person who popped up out of nowhere?Dad is my brother's original partner, and my father didn't even feed my brother. How could this person sit so close to my brother and feed my brother soup so intimately?