Famous family's first favorite: wife, rob a marriage

Chapter 993 Three Years Separated 8
Mu Ying blushed unconsciously when she heard the words "Mr. , can his stomach eat now?"

"Well, yes, Madam is really virtuous." The doctor seemed to have a good impression of Mu Ying, and praised him aloud.

Mu Ying blushed even more, and was about to say something, but a cold voice came in: "She is not my wife, please don't shoot me indiscriminately!"

His voice was cold and his words were rude.

The doctor's face suddenly became a little embarrassed, because he called the wrong name first, so he was not angry because of Gu Qingchu's rudeness.

The blush on Mu Ying's face faded in an instant, and she bit her lip.

The doctor also came here, and he saw at a glance that it was 'the concubine is affectionate, and Lang has no intention'. He couldn't say anything more, smiled at Mu Yingbao, and left the ward.

After the doctor left, the expression on Mu Ying's face quickly returned to normal, with her usual smile on her lips, she walked up to Gu Qingchu with the thermos, and said in a soft voice, "I cook this porridge very well. Fine, it's the fruit porridge you like to drink."

Early in the morning, Mu Ying carefully drove back to the villa, and asked the cook about Gu Qingchu's taste and what he likes to eat, and followed the servant to make his favorite fruit porridge , fearing that he would not be able to see himself when he woke up, he drove the car all the way back tremblingly.

With nervous anticipation, Mu Ying opened the thermos, filled a bowl of fruit porridge, put a spoon on it and handed it to Gu Qingchu, her heart lifted.

Gu Qingchu glanced at the fruit porridge and reached out to take it.

Mu Ying's eyes lit up in an instant, she was afraid that Gu Qingchu would never drink the porridge she made, and she was already ready to be rejected, but she didn't expect him to accept it.

Gu Qingchu took a spoonful of the spoon and slowly put it into her mouth. She didn't move for a long time, her eyes as black as ink were absently looking at the fruit porridge in the bowl.

This porridge is Nan Xi's favorite. Every time she eats, she always drinks fruit porridge. If she doesn't have fruit porridge, she will be unhappy. Moreover, no matter how she drinks it, she won't get tired of it.

As long as it's something she likes, Gu Qingchu can accept everything, so every time she drinks fruit porridge with her, the servant who cooks at home thinks he likes fruit porridge too...

A bowl of porridge brought back many memories for Gu Qingchu, it took him a long time to swallow the spoonful of porridge in his mouth, looking at the remaining porridge in the bowl, he couldn't drink any more.

Mu Ying has been watching his reaction nervously, but she didn't expect that he would lose his mind over the bowl of porridge, as if he was caught in some kind of memory. Mu Ying knew very well that the only thing that could make Gu Qingchu lose his mind was probably that South Stream.

She couldn't help but want to interrupt Gu Qingchu's absent-mindedness: "Is it delicious? I deliberately boiled the porridge for two hours. The doctor said that you can only eat some food that is easier to digest, so I boiled the porridge It's worse."

Gu Qingchu came back to her senses, put the porridge in her hand on the bedside table, and said perfunctorily, "Well, it's okay."

Mu Ying knew that he was playing it perfunctory, so she pretended to be very happy: "Really? If you like it, I will make it for you every day from now on."

"No need." Gu Qingchu refused coldly, seemed to remember something, and said again: "You can go back now, and ask the housekeeper to come and take care of me."

(End of this chapter)