The Best Actor and the Non-Captive Canary

Yan Qiujing pulled up the quilt and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. He glanced at Ling Mu who was still standing at the door and said to the woman, "Mom, you block the door and let no one in. It's time to eat."

Only then did she recover from the "sister" and hurriedly stepped aside and said, "Come in, come in."

Ling Mu nodded awkwardly and walked to the bed, rocked Yan Qiujing's bed a little, and quickly set up a small table in front of him, opened two bowls of porridge and a few side dishes and put them on the table.After finishing everything, he looked back at Yan Qiujing's mother in embarrassment, hesitated for a while and didn't know what to call her better, so he gave up and said, "Can you eat something together?"

Yan Qiujing's mother smiled and said, "No need, I've eaten."

Ling Mu didn't insist anymore, sat on the edge of the bed, picked up the porridge bowl, and carefully cooled the porridge in the spoon to Yan Qiujing's mouth.

Yan Qiujing's mother looked at Ling Mu, who hadn't been idle since entering the door, and was very satisfied with how this new 'daughter-in-law' looked.She turned her eyes to the smiling Yan Qiujing on the hospital bed again, and said to Ling Mu in a tone of fear of being returned: "Baby, you really don't want to pick and choose anymore?" She looked at it full of disgust. One glance at the son who was obediently opening his mouth and waiting to be fed.

Ling Mu was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized the meaning of what she just said "Auntie?", her face flushed, and her ears burned.

Yan Qiujing looked at the spoon in front of her, poked her head forward for a long time but couldn't eat it, and stared at her angrily and helplessly: "What the hell are you here for? Go away! I'm not like you." mother."

Yan Qiujing's mother quickly gave him a smirk and said, "Nonsense, of course I'm here to see Mu Mu."

Yan Qiujing couldn't laugh or cry, he didn't know whether he should lament the harmonious relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law now, or should he go downstairs to have a paternity test with his mother.

Ling Mu slowly raised his hand and sent the spoon holding the porridge forward, Yan Qiujing immediately opened his mouth to hold it.

Then, I heard Ling Mu say in a low voice but loud enough for several people to hear: "No, it's just him."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and scooped up another spoonful of porridge and handed it to Yan Qiujing's mouth.

Yan Qiujing's mother was moved, and when she turned her head, she saw that her son was giggling "hehe", and the invisible tail behind his buttocks was flicking high.

She lightly slapped Yan Qiujing's chest, and said with hatred, "Look at your promise."

Yan Qiujing's facial features were immediately twisted into a ball, and he tightly covered the place that was photographed by her, as if in excruciating pain.

Ling Mu panicked, quickly put down the spoon and stretched out his hand towards him, but he still didn't dare to land on him, he was at a loss and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Yan Qiujing hurriedly held his hand, forced his expression to stretch, grinned and said, "It doesn't hurt."

Seeing this, Ling Mu's eyes immediately turned red, and tears immediately filled his eyes.

Yan Qiujing's mother glanced indifferently at Yan Qiujing on the hospital bed: "Just pretend you are, it's the same expression when you didn't want to go to school when you were young."

"Hey," Yan Qiujing was still holding his hand against her chest, and there was a smile in her lovely and pitiful eyes just now: "Kiss me quickly, it won't hurt anymore."

"..." Ling Mu withdrew his hand from him speechlessly, got up and went into the bathroom.

When he came out again, the moisture in his eyes had faded away, and when he walked over with his usual expression, he saw Yan Qiujing pick up the porridge bowl and drink it down in one gulp.It was only then that Ling Mu remembered that Yan Qiujing had injured his thoracic spine, not his hand, and his unnecessary behavior of feeding just now made him feel a little embarrassed again.

He walked over and bent down to clear the table, Yan Qiujing raised his hand to stop him: "Hey, why did you take it away before you ate?"

Ling Mu really had no way to sit down and eat calmly under the eyes of the mother and son, shook his head and said, "I'm not hungry."

Before Yan Qiujing could speak, Mother Yan was not happy.

"Honey, you can't be any thinner, it won't look good on camera." She stretched out her hand to hold Ling Mu and forced him to sit down by the bed.

Unexpectedly, Ling Mu was pulled by her, and staggered and sat on Yan Qiujing's calf.He hurriedly got up and rubbed it for him, and asked, "Is it pressed?"

Mother Yan pushed him to sit down again, stuffed an untouched porridge bowl into his hand and said, "Eat quickly, leave him alone, he won't die if you are so grown up."

Ling Mu was at a loss for what to do by her ardent gaze, so he had no choice but to hold the bowl and gulp down the porridge.

Yan Qiujing laughed and said, "Eat slowly, don't choke."

Mother Yan looked at Ling Mu lovingly, and said with a smile, "Xiao Mu, your father and I are voting for you every day now."

Hearing that Ling Mu choked a mouthful of porridge into his throat, he coughed violently.

Yan's mother slapped Yan Qiujing on the hospital bed fiercely, and cursed: "Crow's mouth." While raising her hand to pat Ling Mu's back, she asked, "Oh, why are you really choking, child?"

Ling Mu took the tissue from Yan Qiujing and coughed for a while, then looked up at Yan Qiujing's mother with choked eyes, and asked, "My dad?"

"My dad, my dad." Yan Qiujing said hurriedly, then looked at his mother helplessly, and said, "Be normal."

Sure enough, Ling Mu raised his eyes and lowered them immediately, and said in a low voice, "Thank you and Uncle."

Yan Qiujing watched him pick up the bowl and started to eat slowly again, and wanted to reach out and touch his head, but he couldn't stand up across the table and had to give up.He looked at his mother, who was in the way, and urged, "When are you leaving?"

Mother Yan rolled his eyes at him, and stood up to make room for the young couple with a wink: "I'm leaving now, and I have an appointment for dinner." She said while putting on her coat, "By the way, your father is going to Tibet. Caifeng said that he will come back to see you after a while. Give him a call when you have time."

Yan Qiujing said angrily: "Are there any of you? I'm already lying here and he doesn't want to come and see me, so he still wants me to call him?"

"Yo," she squinted at him and put on her sunglasses, and said sarcastically, "I'm ashamed to tell people that my son proposed a marriage and excitedly played extreme bungee jumping on the set, but you have such a big face, how dare you let people see it? "

"..." Yan Qiujing tried to calm down his anger, and pointed in the direction of the door: "Please, hurry up."

She picked up her bag from the sofa, and when she was about to walk to the door, she stopped Ling Mu from sending her off: "Don't come out, be careful of being photographed in broad daylight."

As she spoke, she took Ling Mude's hand again and gave them some instructions, from "pay attention to your body, wear more clothes, don't lose weight" to "show as much as you can in the show, and you must get the limelight you deserve", After explaining everything, he turned his head and said to Yan Qiujing, "I'm leaving, son."

Yan Qiujing said weakly: "Your son is in front of you."

"Okay," Mother Yan patted Ling Mu's hand with a smile, and said, "I'm leaving son, you two pay attention, draw the curtains and everything well, the paparazzi are really pervasive now."

Ling Mu nodded obediently, and said, "Goodbye, Auntie, be careful on the road."

After Yan's mother left, Ling Mu's tense back immediately relaxed, Yan Qiujing looked at him and smiled and said, "Oh, I'm so exhausted, baby, come and let my husband hug you."

Ling Mu locked the door, turned around and walked over, took the leftovers from the table aside, and sat down beside the bed.

He put his arm around Yan Qiujing's neck, leaned on Yan Qiujing's shoulder with strength and said softly, "I'm so nervous."

Yan Qiujing stroked his back up and down, smiled for a while, and then said, "Baby, I have something to tell you."

Ling Mu raised his head and asked, "What?"

Yan Qiujing pointed to the mobile phone on the bedside table and said, "Hand it to me."

Ling Mu didn't know why and handed him the phone, he took it and fiddled with it for a while, then handed the phone to Ling Mu to show him, there was a Weibo from a few minutes ago on the screen.

@半阴半阳云暮: #传奇兵入记字木#

Ahhh, I finally have time to come to the giant screen to support and check in!

Thanks to this unknown rich father for his support!Little Sweet Bean Duck! ! !

【Giant Screen Picture】

Ling Mu clicked on the picture, and recognized this place at a glance - located in the bustling city center, next door to Ling's Group, known as the city's largest LED giant screen.

You don't need to think about it to know that some childish ghost bought it.

He was a little speechless and said to Yan Qiujing, "How old are you?"

Yan Qiujing said innocently: "I'm wronged, God knows why I only bought it for one day and they can keep it for half a month."

Ling Mu was startled, then suddenly raised his head to look at Yan Qiujing.

Yan Qiujing patted his head and said with a smile, "My little idol has been seen."