"Brother Ou Jue, sorry, it's all because my speed is too slow, which makes you hungry for an afternoon, so you must be hungry, right?"

This time, Ou Jue did not choose to hide it, but nodded honestly: "Yes, I'm almost hungry."

After hearing Ou Jue's words, Ding Wan felt even more guilty.

"Since you are so hungry, why don't you order something to eat first?"

When talking about this, Ou Jue's expression became even more aggrieved.

He looked at Ding Wan who was busy and said pitifully, "Isn't it because Wanwan said that I've been hungry before you brought the food?"

Hearing this, Ding Wan's subordinate paused and looked at him with a blame. He said, "Brother Ou Jue, are you stupid? I just said that I was just kidding you. You really took it seriously. Don't you know that your body is weak now and you can't go hungry?"

"It's okay, I'm in good health."

Ding Wan sighed and shook his head. When he was talking to Ou Jue, his subordinates did not stop.

Just as the food box was opened, a smell of food scattered throughout the ward.

For a moment, the room was filled with fragrance, making people feel their index finger open when they smelled it.

Ou Jue also thought that he could make a dish according to Ding Wan's cooking skills, which was already extraordinary. As for whether he could eat it, he also prepared himself mentally.

Unexpectedly, Ding Wan made so many dishes at once, and they all smelled so delicious.

So Ou Jue looked at Ding Wan in surprise and said, "Wanwan, what have you done? It smells so good."

When Ding Wan smiled embarrassedly when he heard Ou Jue's words that seemed to be praising him.

"I didn't make anything either. I just made a few home-cooked dishes and made a pot of soup to nourish your body. But this is my first time making soup, so you don't dislike it."

After listening to Ding Wan's explanation, Ou Jue hurriedly said, "Wanwan, look at what you said, I'm very happy if you are willing to cook for me. Thank you, thank you for the meal you made for me. I like it very much. I promise that no matter whether the soup is good or not, I will drink no drop left today."

Faced with such a slutty Ou Jue, Ding Wan has now developed a little immunity to him.

He rolled his eyes at Ou Jue, then placed the food on the table, and then placed the table directly in front of Ou Jue's hospital bed.

Ou Jue was about to raise his hand to get it, but Ding Wan stopped him.

Ou Jue, who was stopped, looked at Ding Wan with confusion and asked silently with his eyes, with a faint sense of pitifulness in his eyes.

Ding Wan was simply defeated by Ou Jue's pitiful look and sighed helplessly.

"Okay, isn't your arm still hurt now? I'll feed you. Do you want to eat it yourself with your injured arm? Of course, if you want to eat it yourself, I will respect what you mean."

After hearing Ding Wan's explanation, Ou Jue looked at her flatteredly.

"No, no, since Wanwan is so considerate, then if I let Wanwan down, wouldn't I become a sinner? So, thank you for your hard work."

Looking at Ou Jue in front of him, he was obviously very happy, but he still insisted on making a difficult look.

Ding Wan really wanted to complain, but in order to avoid making him feel too embarrassed, he had to stop thinking and concentrate on feeding Ou Jue.

And Ou Jue also drank no drop of the pot of body-enhancing soup made by Ding Wan.

I also ate a lot of other foods, and I burped my burp. I was so worried that Ding Wan was so worried.

"Brother Ou Jue, are you okay? Why don't I help you out for a walk and digest it? Look at what you're eating so much? You will definitely feel uncomfortable again later. It depends on what you do then."

Looking at Ding Wan's worried look, Ou Jue pretended to be calm and said, "It's okay Wanwan, I'm fine, I don't have to go running. You've been tired for a day. My digestive system is pretty good. Just this little meal will be digested in a short time. Don't worry, who made Wanwan's food so delicious? Brother Ou Jue couldn't help it."

Ding Wan still knows how much he has in cooking skills, so how can he be as delicious as Ou Jue said?

He said this just to praise himself in disguise, but even though he knew that this was the case, Ding Wan was still very happy.

"Okay, Brother Ou Jue, don't be slutty. You can lie here and rest. I'll pack up the food box and come to accompany you."

Ou Jue nodded: "Well, go Wanwan, I'll wait for you."

After Ding Wan left the ward, Ou Jue changed his previous calmness, his face full of pain.

Who knew that he immediately regretted it after he put down his bold words.

But in front of Wanwan, he couldn't slap himself in the face.

So I had to endure the bowl of soup that was quite large.

So at this time, Ou Jue felt that his stomach was about to explode.

While Ding Wan was away, Ou Jue hurriedly rang the bell at the head of the bed and called the nurse on duty in the hospital, asking her to secretly get herself a few digestive tablets.

Ding Wan on the other side brought the food box to the hospital's water room and began to clean the tableware she brought.

In fact, there are only a few plates and bowls, and they can be washed clean soon.

But Ding Wan recalled that he was obviously feeling uncomfortable in the ward, but he still had to pretend he was fine when he was a child, so he couldn't help but slow down his movements.

In fact, Ding Wan had already guessed that after he left the ward, Ou Jue might find a nurse to ask for digestive food.

So for Ou Jue's face, Ding Wan felt that he should wash these plates a few more times. Well, it would be better to wash them cleaner.

In this way, Ding Wan washed these plates for nearly ten minutes before returning.

When Ding Wan returned, Ou Jue packed everything and lay down on the hospital bed again.

Although Ou Jue was well prepared, his sleek and moist lips and a slightly white face exposed all his disguise.

However, Ding Wan still pretended not to know and came to Ou Jue to sit down.

Ou Jue raised a gentle smile on his face, and looked at Ding Wan and said softly: "Wanwan, you are back. You are tired of you today. It's really hard. Wanwan. I promise I will never let you cook again."

After hearing Ou Jue talk about it, Ding Wan couldn't help but start to fantasize about what the scene would be like if he lived with Ou Jue in the future. As he thought about it, his thoughts drifted away.

Ou Jue noticed the erratic expression on Ding Wan's face, and his heart moved, deliberately leaning over, deliberately being very close to Ding Wan's face.
Chapter completed!