Little fool, please sign for delivery

"Huihui, can I come in?" Funing knocked on the door, and was about to push the door open after speaking.

Who would have thought that there would be a sudden refusal from inside: "No, no entry!" Then there was a burst of thunder and thunder.

Fu Ning's hand was so frightened that he was about to stop, but the sound from inside the room made him uneasy. Fu Ning gritted his teeth and shouted: "I'm coming in!" Then he broke into the door directly.

But just half a step into the recovery room, he was startled by the person lying on the ground in the middle of the room: "Huihui?"

Liu Cenhui didn't answer, a look of embarrassment flashed on his face, and then he just lay down flat without love.

I feel uncomfortable, want to cry, and have no face to live.

And his silence made Fu Ning even more worried, Fu Ning ran to him a few steps, and sniffed his breath subconsciously, who would want half a minute to pass...

Fu Ning's voice turned into tears in an instant: "Huihui, what's wrong with you? Huihui, talk, you can't die..."

Just as Chen Bo came over, he heard the sentence "You can't die" before he could see the scene in the room clearly.

Liu Cenhui was "dying", he grabbed Fu Ning's paws that were carelessly touching him, and squinted his eyes: "Ning Ning may be disappointed, I can't die yet."

"Wow!" Seeing that he could speak, Funing couldn't hold back for a while, and burst into tears.

After a moment of silence, Liu Cenhui finally panicked. He raised his upper body with both hands, "Why are you crying? Ningning stopped crying. It's my fault. I shouldn't have teased you. Stop crying... ..”

He was happy when he was cute just now, but when he met the little crying bag that released the flood, he should take care of himself.

Uncle Chen breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his young master was still able to get up properly. He looked at the two people who were hugging each other, and quietly retreated.

It was difficult for Funing to coax him to cry, but he was gagged in the end, and finally stopped crying.

He helped Liu Cenhui get up and sit back in the wheelchair, inevitably recalling the kiss just now——

Huihui kissed his mouth for a long time...

Fu Ning stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked his lips, feeling a little weird.

But in the end it was Liu Cenhui's injury from tripping and knocking just now that was more important, Fu Ning hurriedly sent him back to his room for a doctor's examination, so he didn't think much about it.

In the bedroom, Liu Cenhui leaned against the head of the bed, his legs were re-installed with braces, and Fu Ning applied medicine to the bruises on his face.

He is not afraid of pain, but——

"It doesn't hurt, Ning Ning will blow it for you—hehehe!" The cool wind blew across his face, carrying a faint mint fragrance.

Fu Ning pouted his bright red mouth, he had to blow it first, then he could apply iodophor on the bruise, then blow it again, and then apply it again.

Liu Cenhui was not an ascetic person, and he only injured his leg, but his basic physiological functions were not affected.

He didn't look for someone before just because of his mental cleanliness, but now he still bears it, it's just because Fu Ning is young and mentally immature.

But this doesn't mean that he has no desire and won't be teased...

Half an hour later, Funing finally finished giving him the medicine. While Fu Ning was out serving strawberries, Liu Cenhui let out a long sigh of relief, and rubbed his forehead helplessly and amusedly.

In the afternoon, Liu Cenhui didn't go to the rehabilitation room to seek abuse, and stayed with Fu Ning in the bedroom, feeding each other strawberries one by one.

After a long silence, Liu Cenhui still asked, "Ningning, do you think... I'm ugly and useless?"

"Ah?" Funing put half a strawberry in his mouth, swallowed it quickly after hearing the words, and wiped the juice from the corner of his mouth, "Which big villain said Huihui is not good-looking!"

Fu Ning was filled with righteous indignation in an instant, crawled to Liu Cenhui's side two or three times, supported his head with both hands, looked left and right, and suddenly kissed him.

After he left, Funing nodded in satisfaction, as if he was talking about a great secret, and said cautiously: "Huihui is still sweet!"

"What sweetness..." Liu Cenhui couldn't continue, seeing Fu Ning's serious look, he finally couldn't help laughing out loud, and the strange feeling of inferiority before was gone.

Fu Ning was still clinging to him, and taught him in a good voice: "Don't listen to other people's nonsense, they are not good people, they are good-looking and useful, you have to trust Ning Ning, you are the best, Otherwise, why would Ningning like you the most?"

"Oh, Huihui is really likable..." Fu Ning said, suddenly coquettish, his slippery little face kept rubbing against Liu Cenhui's neck, and after a while he said sweetly, "Ning Ning likes you the most, fried chicken likes ashes!"

Those who said this were happy, and those who listened felt relieved. Regardless of whether it was true or not, the corners of Liu Cenhui's mouth could not be restrained when he heard it...

Fu Ning cried and made noises that day, but fortunately Liu Cenhui didn't deliberately find fault with him tonight and let him go to bed early.

Many times, Liu Cenhui really couldn't understand, where did the little fool steal so much energy, and never get tired of playing around?

It was useless to think too much, as the night darkened, Liu Cenhui hugged Fu Ning, closed his eyes and slept peacefully.

......

In the middle of the night, Fu Ning fell into a drowsy sleep, half asleep and half awake, habitually patted the side of his side, and muttered: "Hui Hui——"

But before he could spit out the word "beautiful", the hand that slapped it was inexplicably missing, and Fu Ning was suddenly awakened by fright.

"Huh... Huh?" Funing slightly opened his eyes, only to see that the person next to the pillow was still there, but for some reason he sat up and stayed motionless in the middle of the big bed.

The night light on the bedside gave off a faint light, but to Fu Ning who had just opened his eyes, it was still a bit dazzling: "Huihui, why don't you sleep?"

While rubbing his eyes, he murmured and asked, and subconsciously went to Liu Cenhui for a hug.

But just as his front foot touched someone, he saw a big cold hand pressing on his forehead.

"Hmm—" Funing was very uncomfortable. The chill on his forehead made him shiver, but the next moment, he just pouted and took off his hand, stuffing it into his arms indiscriminately, "You are so cold, Ning Ning To keep you warm..."

"Warm what?" Liu Cenhui didn't appreciate it, his voice was a bit cold, and just as he finished speaking, his hands were also pulled out of Funing's arms.

"Stop pretending, are you tired!" He sneered, a pair of dark eyes seeping a dim light under the reflection of the night light.

Fu Ning was taken aback, and belatedly noticed something was wrong: "Huihui?" He got up, knelt on the bed and looked.

Unexpectedly, Liu Cenhui didn't meet his gaze, instead he tilted his head and looked out of the window with vain eyes: "I know, I'm disfigured and disabled, I can't coax others, and I have a bad temper, you've already disliked me gone."

"It's the same as that group of people in the Liu family, but they dare not say it, they have scolded me [-] times in their hearts, and they have to pretend how much they like me and how good they are to me."

"What, Huihui, are you talking about..."

"I know!" He abruptly interrupted Fu Ning, and when he turned his head, he could only see the abnormal red color in his eyes, "You just hate me, you think I'm incompetent, you think I'm a lunatic!"

"You are just like outsiders, just like everyone else, you all despise me, everyone despises me!" The severe pain in his brain made his face grim, and the setbacks in rehabilitation during the day were always in his mind, and he waited until the dead of night At that time, I recalled the embarrassment of the day...

Liu Cenhui couldn't help doubting himself, even thinking about it, mixed with the low self-esteem from a long time ago, he was directly engulfed by various negative emotions.

In the middle of the night, he sat up and looked at Fu Ning carefully by the dim light of the bed lamp. He inadvertently saw the smile on the corner of Fu Ning's mouth, but it completely changed in his eyes—look, this fool can't even sleep. It's no use laughing at him.

"All of you think I'm a waste, you all despise me, I know it all!"

Fu Ning was flustered, with tears streaming down his face, he flung himself on Liu Cenhui regardless: "It's not Hui Hui... I don't, what's wrong with you?"

"Get out, get out, get out!" Liu Cenhui didn't listen at all, shouted in a broken voice, pushed Funing away without hesitation, and then said every word, "I'll let you get out, get out, go out!"

"I, I, I... I don't hiccup!" Funing cried until he hiccupped, and he didn't give up even when he was pushed away, and crawled over there with hands and feet.

The veins on Liu Cenhui's forehead were exposed, and his lips were trembling with anger: "Are you going to go? If you are not going... If you are not going to go, I am going to go!"

After finishing his sentence, he made a gesture to leave, not wanting to be dragged down by his legs, and he didn't hold on to the wheelchair for a while. After hearing a messy sound, he fell to the ground with a "boom".

"Ah—" Funing screamed, and fell down following Liu Cenhui's figure. He didn't care about other things, he just went to help Liu Cenhui.

"Uh, I'll get out, Ningning get out right away, don't be angry... Does Hui Hui hurt, I'll get out right away..."

Liu Cenhui was still waving his arms chaotically, and his big palm hit Fu Ning's shoulder with a crackling sound.

Fu Ning gritted his teeth, closed his eyes and dragged the man onto the bed. When he was sweating profusely and tried his best to get him back to the bed, Liu Cenhui's patience was completely exhausted: "Are you going to get out or not?" ?”

"Ning Ning, get out of here..." Fu Ning wiped his tears with his sleeve, and walked out sobbing, but he turned around every step and did not walk one meter for a long time.

"Then get out!" Liu Cenhui yelled violently, picked up the pillow on the bed, and threw it at Funing.

"Woo!" The pillow landed on Funing's head impartially, it didn't hurt too much, but it still made him tilt his head back.

This time, Funing didn't dare to waste time, he grabbed the pillow that fell to the ground, and ran out.

As the bedroom door was shut heavily, only Liu Cenhui's heavy breathing remained inside.

#Woo woo waving paw paw#