Ye Ming's Five-Split Life

When Ye Ming woke up again, he had already been discharged from the hospital, and Luo Zongyu took him home.

Ye Ming woke up with burning pain all over his body.

The whole body was in pain and itching, and the pain was uniform, and the itching was all over the place. Ye Ming stretched out his hand to grab it in a daze, but was stopped by a pair of cool but strong hands, so Ye Ming was completely awake. When he opened his eyes, Just met a pair of eyes with a warm and bright smile——Luo Zongyu.

Ye Ming shivered subconsciously. The memory before coma was too terrifying. His stomach was about to burst, but things were still being filled in. He was like a balloon, which had obviously reached its peak, but the child who was not satisfied kept going blow in...

Ye Ming felt in a daze that he seemed to have heard a loud bang at that time...

So... Ye Ming dazedly pressed his stomach with shaking hands.

"It still hurts?" Luo Zongyu was a little uneasy. He stretched out his hand to rub Ye Ming's stomach, and kept recalling his enema technique and cleaning up afterward. According to the doctor's instructions, he did not pull anything, and he did it twice when Ye Ming was in a coma. Although Ye Ming was awake, the amount of liquid poured in was twice as much as the last two times, but that was not enough. It's time to go wrong.

Ye Ming shook his head, the stomach did not hurt anymore, although the scary feeling was still there, but it didn't hurt inside, it still hurt outside...Ye Ming's mind turned here, and he nodded with a soft neck.

Luo Zongyu was dumbfounded.

If you touch your forehead, you don't have a fever, and your body doesn't sweat silently, what's going on?Luo Zongyu jumped up and was about to call the family doctor.

Ye Ming reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes, he almost fell off the bed, "What's the matter?"

"Do you still... like me?" The man's voice was weak and timid, and he looked at him pitifully with red eyes, like a kitten who had a premonition that it would be abandoned by its owner, trying to pretend to be good.

Luo Zongyu chuckled, "I like it, of course I like it, you will be my favorite person from now on..." As he spoke, he hugged Ye Ming into his arms.

After hugging for a while, Luo Zongyu said to get him porridge, and before leaving, he stuffed a big pillow behind his neck.

It was the first time in Ye Ming's life that he was being taken care of by someone, and he felt a little uncomfortable. Luo Zongyu looked at him like that, probably didn't know which side of his butt to use to get off the bed, and walked back uncontrollably when he had already reached the door , kissed Ye Ming on the forehead so intimately.

Ye Ming was stunned.

This is a very large bedroom, at least seven or eight times larger than the basement that Ye Ming rented. On the wall facing the bed is a 1.5-meter-square embroidery painting, with a large character on it, home!

home?Ye Ming was a little dazed.

The solid wood door was opened, and Luo Zongyu came back with a tray.

"I've been making glucose and nutrient solution these days, so I made some porridge." Luo Zongyu sat back by the bed, and put the tray on the bedside table.

Ye Ming gave a low oh, and reached out to take the porridge bowl.Facing the "big money" that he abandoned all his dignity and begged for back, Ye Ming couldn't find anything to talk about except repeatedly confirming his residual value to him.

It was that cold but strong hand that blocked him again.

"It's a little hot, let me feed you."

Ye Ming was surprised again, completely forgot to be modest when he was surprised.

Luo Zongyu looked at the way his eyes were round and his mouth was round, and he really benefited a lot.He has no habit of serving people at all, and he has never even had the experience of being reluctant, but he said this sentence by accident, as if to see Ye Ming's frightened appearance, and now his wish has come true, Luo Zongyu picked up the porridge bowl contentedly , scooped half a spoonful of porridge.

"Come on, open your mouth..."

Ye Ming opened his mouth obediently before returning to his senses.

Congee and side dishes, one feeds it with pleasure, and the other eats it without knowing what it means, but it is also unprecedented to cooperate happily and have a tacit understanding.

When Luo Zongyu put away the bowl and left, Ye Ming suddenly felt his nose sore.

It turns out that I was liked by others, isn't that the case?

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