The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

Looking at each other, in addition to embarrassment, it is still embarrassing ...

"Cough ..." He Jiayu reacted first. "I'll call your doctor."

Su Xiaomo sobbed, and blindfolded himself into the bed.

The doctor came here not long after, and smiled kindly: "Little girl, I heard you're out of gas?"

Su Xiaomo bit the horn, and was stubborn.

"It takes about a day for a normal person to be fast. I didn't expect you to discharge so quickly. Yeah, it means that the intestines are peristaltic and can be eaten. Eating light white porridge is good for physical recovery ..." The doctor explained After a lot, He Jiayu listened very carefully, and almost didn't take the book.

Su Xiaomo was ashamed and angrily, and hid deeper.

After the doctor left, He Jiayu pulled her quilt: "Get up."

Su Xiaomo growled sullenly: "You go! Go!"

Fart in front of him! OH-NO! It's too shameful ...

"This is a normal physiological reaction, you don't have to worry about it." He Jiayu tried to comfort her, Su Xiaomo was annoyed, and pulled out a small head: "I'm a fairy! I won't fart!"

He Jiayu laughed at all: "Okay, you won't, you won't, was that the head office I just put in?"

Su Xiaomo got an inch: "It's you!"

"Yes." He Jiayu touched her head. "So, can I get up to eat now?"

Su Xiaomo hesitated, and eventually nodded.

He Jiayu helped Su Xiaomo to sit up and blow the porridge coldly, then fed it carefully into her mouth.

How did Su Xiaomo enjoy this kind of treatment before? I was moved to tears.

After feeding the porridge, He Jiayu was about to leave, but Su Xiaomo grabbed his garment corner.

"Where are you going?"

"Are you afraid?" He Jiayu asked back.

"How could I be afraid!" Su Xiaomo exclaimed in a desperate manner, "I just ask casually!"

He Jiayu smiled mildly: "This way, I won't go anywhere."

It's almost the same, Su Xiaomo snorted in his heart, and suddenly his forehead was warm. He Jiayu's long fingers touched it, straightened her scattered hair and put it behind her ears.

There was a tingling itch in my heart, and there was something going on.

"Sleep for a while, take a good rest." He Jiayu said softly.

Su Xiaomo pouted: "I can't sleep, you tell me a story."

He Jiayu stunned for a while, and apologized, "I can't tell a story ..." After seeing the disappointed expression on Su Xiaomo's face, he couldn't bear it, "I'll sing to you, shall you?"

"Okay."

He Jiayu cleared his throat and sang a love song casually. His voice seemed to have a healing power. In this silent night, he could easily penetrate the eardrum and hit the heart.

Su Xiaomo listened with enthusiasm, and said disgustedly, "Here comes the lead!"

He Jiayu: "... what do you want to hear?"

"Flying freely! On the moon! There is another name ... I remember the words in it, 'A man with a horse, you are mighty and majestic ...'" Su Xiaomo thoughtfully and started the square dance. Song mode.

He Jiayu's expression was painful, and she struggled, sighing, "Can you change it?"

"Then don't pick wild flowers by the road!"

"..."

A few seconds later, He Jiayu confessed and began to hum: "Sent to you outside the village, there is something to explain, do not pick wild flowers on the road, you do not pick ..."