The kiss ended, and it was unclear what day it was tonight, as the two caught their breath with foreheads touching.
Jun Ting noticed there was a bit of shine on her lips. He reached out to wipe it away and asked with a smile, "Was the at tasty?"
"..." Yuan Yung certainly understood what he ant but didn’t expect him to say such a thing, "You horrible jerk!"
"Lin Zheng told sothing today, and I think he made a good point. We should listen to him." With a faint smile, Huo Junting held her as if he possessed the whole world; it felt so good.
Yuan Yung looked up at him. When her eyes t his bright gaze again, she bashfully lowered her head. Savoring, there seed to be traces of his breath left between her lips and teeth, threading to the depths of her heart. She instinctively grabbed the clothes on him tightly, as if she was about to say sothing very significant.
Huo Junting’s eyes narrowed slightly. He thought perhaps this ti she would finally say it!
Who knew the stubborn girl was as hard-headed as a rock, sticking to her words, "Huo Junting... I’m hungry, hurry and get so food, or I’ll starve to death."
Huo Junting’s face turned very ugly on the spot, holding back his frustration as he directly left the hospital room, annoyed, to buy food.
He was very quick, also worried the little girl would be bored alone in the room, so he simply bought so light porridge and picked up so eight-treasure duck and rushed back.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw her hugging the phone, playing with it again. With a handso but somber face, he walked over, this ti didn’t grab it away, only threatened, "If you keep playing, you won’t get any food."
Yuan Yung was a seasoned foodie and imdiately put the phone away with a compliant expression, "You’re so quick!" She started flattering him, afraid he wouldn’t give her food.
"I’m just worried you’ll starve and start rolling around on the bed," Huo Junting glanced at her.
"How could I do such an unbecoming thing?" Yuan Yung feigned disdain, although anything unbecoming in the face of delicious food is powerless.
But in front of him, she wouldn’t admit it.
"Wow! You actually bought eight-treasure duck!" Yuan Yung’s eyes lit up, quickly taking it, grabbing a drumstick directly with her hands, and started gnawing ungracefully.
Seeing her eating, Huo Junting snorted with laughter and said, "Heh, this is what’s called image." He handed her a napkin.
Yuan Yung chuckled, her face showing pure satisfaction, "By the way, what’s wrong with ? What illness do I have? Will I die?"
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Huo Junting exploded as soon as he heard the word "die," seeing the girl stunned on the spot by his reaction, he said helplessly, "It’s just a minor issue, don’t overthink it. The doctor advised eating less spicy food in the future. You’re a girl; you should take care of that—"
"Oh—" Yuan Yung didn’t take it seriously, took another bite of the duck leg, "Aren’t you going to eat?"
"No, you eat!" Huo Junting patted her head.
Yuan Yung looked up at him, noticing his tense facial nerves and slightly furrowed brows, as if he had sothing on his mind—
"Do you have sothing to say?"
Huo Junting leaned against the wall, "After your discharge tomorrow, I have to go to Qingcheng City for so things over there."
"Qingcheng City?" Yuan Yung looked excited, "Isn’t that over by Song Song?"
"Yes!"
Yuan Yung imdiately tossed the duck leg in her hand, "Then I want to go too. I haven’t seen Song Song in a few years, and we haven’t been in touch either. I want to go, I want to go, I want to go!"
"I’m not going there to have fun, why are you going?" Huo Junting said with a face full of displeasure.
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