Dressed as a wealthy dude and spoiled

As soon as Song Jingyao unpacked the cake box, he smelled the strong aroma of mangoes. He couldn't help but move his nose and picked up a fork to eat.

After taking a bite, he suddenly frowned, keenly aware that something was wrong.

It smells like mango, and it tastes like mango, but it always feels like something is different?

Song Jingyao bent down, leaned close to the small cake, and carefully poked the sliced ​​juicy flesh with a fork.

"Is it really a mango cake?"

Shen Xiuzhu raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect him to find out so soon.He walked over and said slowly: "Barely. I found this store some time ago. Don't you like to eat mangoes but unfortunately you are allergic? The specialty of his store is that it can make mangoes without that ingredient. The taste is very similar, and it is very fresh and delicious, and it is made for people with allergies. This cake tastes very similar to real mango cake, but it does not contain a little mango, just like vegetarian food.”

Song Jingyao was confused: "..." Is there still such an operation? !Isn't this deceiving consumers!At least he, a consumer, really needs real fresh mangoes!

He stared at the delicate and delicious cakes on the table, feeling itchy and curious, but it was useless if he couldn't eat real mangoes.He could only grit his teeth and said with disgust: "Without mango, does this mango cake still have a soul? I won't eat it!"

Song Xiongzi Jing Yao pushed the cake, leaned back on the head of the bed, lowered his head to play with his mobile phone, and firmly expressed that he would not eat it.

Shen Xiuzhu glanced at it, picked up the fork, "Are you sure you don't want to eat it?"

Song Jingyao didn't even raise his head, he hummed and said, "Don't eat... um!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was stuffed with a bite of cake.

Oh, it's so fucking delicious.

But...you can't just give in like that.

Song Jingyao swallowed the cake and said, "I don't..."

Another gulp was taken.

Song Jingyao stared fiercely at Shen Xiuzhu, chewing hard, a little vigilant.

Shen Xiuzhu took a spoonful of cream and waited for him to swallow it before feeding him.

Song Jingyao covered his mouth and mumbled, "I told you I won't eat!"

Shen Xiuzhu smiled, and pulled his hand down forcefully, as if he was dealing with a brat who refused to eat because of his temper, "I bought this when you said you wanted to eat it, and you must eat it all."

Song Jingyao was terrified, and after being forced to eat a few big mouthfuls, the front was fine, very sweet and delicious, but after eating it, he was really tired of the cream and didn't want to eat it.

But Shen Xiuzhu, the devil, still forced him to eat it. It really shouldn't be believed that Shen Xiuzhu would agree so easily. This was simply a way to torture him, making him dare not eat mangoes for a long time, and even felt like vomiting when he mentioned it!

Speaking of throwing up...

"Ouch!" Song Jingyao couldn't help retching, getting tired of eating butter!

Shen Xiuzhu threw down the fork, quickly stroked his back, and poured him another glass of water.

There was a click, and a shocking sound suddenly came from the door.

Liang Ming stared at the two people beside the bed, one was vomiting, the other was comforting and helping.

His brain twitched, and he blurted out: "Brother Yao! Are you pregnant?!"

The weak Song Jingyao was shocked and raised his head suddenly, wishing to kill that idiot with his eyes.

Pregnant?You are pregnant!Your whole family is pregnant! ! !

Song Jingyao didn't have the energy to curse, but the strong anger had been perfectly conveyed through his eyes and the killing intent that almost turned into reality.

Liang Ming also realized that he was mentally handicapped, scratched his head, and giggled guiltily.

"I heard that you were hospitalized, so I came to visit you. Others wanted to come too. I was afraid it would be too noisy, so I came alone as the representative." Liang Ming said so, but his eyes were secretly looking at Shen Xiuzhu.Others did not come because of the presence of this great Buddha.

Song Jingyao took the water glass, took a sip, and said angrily, "I'm about to be discharged from the hospital, so you're here? Do you want to be less sincere?!"

Liang Ming said carelessly: "You have allergies several times a year, I'm used to it, just take a look... Hey, there's half a cake here, can I eat it?"

"No."

"Eat a fart!"

Two voices sounded at the same time, the former was Shen Xiuzhu's cold rejection, and the latter was of course Song Jingyao scolding back with staring eyes.

Liang Ming's hand that was about to move could only be withdrawn timidly.

... Where did I offend you?

The two plastic brothers blew water and farted a few words. Seeing Song Jingyao's energy, Liang Ming asked casually, "Are you going to the reception tonight?"

Song Jingyao: "Go, of course."

Liang Ming: "Then I'll go with your car, I have a falling out with the old man."

Of course Song Jingyao didn't mind, and was about to nod.

Shen Xiuzhu interjected, "He will go with me."

Liang Ming was taken aback, turned to look at Shen Xiuzhu, and changed his words in a second, "Oh, then I'll go rub Lao Lu's car."

After speaking, he turned around and ran away very shamelessly.

……Ran!

Song Jingyao: "..." This worthless kid!

If the mango is not eaten, the task cannot be completed.

So when Shen Xiuzhu reminded him to take the medicine, he looked down at his obviously red neck and subconsciously scratched it.Thinking about it, is it okay to have allergies?It's still itchy, and it's reasonable to scold someone when you get irritable.

Song Jingyao was thinking about it, so he secretly rubbed and made small movements, pretending to pick up the medicine and stuff it into his mouth, but actually secretly threw the medicine into the trash can.

But unfortunately, he was caught by a certain devil with sharp eyes.

Shen Xiuzhu grabbed his wrist in time and ordered coldly, "Don't throw it, eat it."

Song Jingyao looked embarrassed, but stubbornly refused to admit it, "Where should I throw it? You wronged me!"

Shen Xiuzhu: "Oh, then you eat while I watch."

Song Jingyao: "..." Very aggrieved.

Then he just broke the can and smashed it—"I feel that my self-esteem and personality have been insulted, so I don't want to eat it!"

The hero is always hindering him!This also prevents people from going through the plot!Believe it or not, I won't help you chase after your wife? !What a fucking dog!

Song Jingyao tried in vain to stop eating to make the allergy heal more slowly, but Shen Xiuzhu was obviously very good at dealing with him.

Come hard.

Squeezing his chin, forced him to open his mouth, quickly stuffed all the medicine in, and handed him the water glass.

The pills in Song Jingyao's mouth melted away, and he was so bitter that he hugged the water glass without thinking about it, and poured water down, trying to dilute the bitterness.

Shen Xiuzhu looked at it with a satisfied expression.Song Jingyao just wanted to cry.

Before he could recover, Shen Xiuzhu took the ointment again, stood beside the bed, and said without any room for discussion: "I'll apply the ointment for you."

Song Jingyao almost choked, frightened by his eyes, "No, no need, I will do it myself."

Shen Xiuzhu had a good reason, "You want to throw away the medicine, how can I believe that you will apply the ointment properly?"

Song Jingyao: "..." It's so reasonable that I can't fucking refute it.

He is gay, and he was helped to apply medicine by a boy who had a crush on him before, so he was inevitably distracted and had some thoughts that he shouldn't have.Song Jingyao took a deep breath in his heart, trying to hypnotize himself.

Didn't brothers rub each other's backs before?Straight men's friendship is Jiang Zi, so don't make too much fuss, otherwise it will appear that he is a bit weird and out of place.Song Jingyao tried his best to brainwash himself, thinking about it, he really wanted to open it.

"Hiss...it hurts." Song Jingyao couldn't hold back the itch and secretly scratched his skin. Now it hurts when he touches it, and he gasped for air.

"Let me be gentle." Shen Xiuzhu's voice was soft and hoarse.

"It's too slow, you (paint) hurry up..."

"it is good."

"Aw! It hurts, hurts!"

Outside the ward, the female assistant who came over with the list listened to the ambiguous conversation, and wanted to go out of the atmosphere, with a complicated expression on her face, and put down her hand that was about to knock on the door.

Uh... please don't bother me, I, I'll come back later.

The author has something to say: Miss assistant: ... I don't know what they are doing, and I dare not ask.