Don't be ashamed of the male protagonist through the bend of the book

Su Binghang was furious, and he was about to get out of bed as soon as he pulled off the quilt. Seeing this, Shi Leng hurriedly pressed Su Binghang's shoulders to push him back, and put the quilt back on.

"What are you doing! I want to go home!"

Shi Leng clasped Su Binghang's wildly waving hands, and leaned in front of Su Binghang so that he could only lean against the head of the bed, unable to move.

Looking at Su Binghang's timid and vigilant eyes like a little white rabbit meeting a big bad wolf, Shi Leng said in a soft tone, "It's getting closer now, it's too late, I'll come back tomorrow."

Su Binghang was taken aback, he had been in a coma for so long?Then I thought again, when I woke up, Leng was beside the bed, that is to say...has he been taking care of himself?

"Don't worry, I told your family that you were too tired to play and fell asleep here, and you will send your things directly to school tomorrow."

"Then, what about the school uniform?"

"I can lend you a set."

WTF!The hero is really thoughtful!How can you refuse now!

Just when Su Binghang was still in a tangle and couldn't extricate himself, Shi Leng let go of him, stood up and said, "The doctor said you are a little anemic, I asked the chef to cook porridge, you can eat some."

"Uh..." Su Binghang just wanted to stop it, but he stepped out of the room coldly.

Su Binghang was bored playing with his fingers on the bed and came back from the cold.

Five minutes later, Shi Leng returned with a bowl of steaming shrimp porridge.

"Thank you..." Su Binghang raised his hand to take the bowl of porridge, but Shi Leng avoided him.

"I'll feed you." Shi Leng scooped up a spoonful expressionlessly, put it near his mouth and blew.

"Uh, no..." Su Binghang just wanted to refuse, but the next second he was frightened by Shi Leng's slightly threatening eyes.

A spoonful of porridge was delivered to Su Binghang's mouth, Su Binghang carefully glanced at Shi Leng, and chose to open his mouth obediently to swallow after the brainstorming.

"what about the taste?"

tasty!very delicious!

"...Not bad, that's all."

Although Su Binghang said that he was not very good on the surface, but before the spoon arrived, he opened his mouth and betrayed him. Shi Leng saw it in his eyes, smiled in his heart, and did not expose him.

The porridge was finished soon, and Su Binghang licked his lips eagerly.

"Go take a shower and sleep, good night."

"Oh……"

Shi Leng took the bowl out of the room and gently closed the door.Su Binghang licked his lips reluctantly—I really wanted to eat another bowl.

After taking a hot bath, Su Binghang's head was completely awake.Looking around the room, he was surprised to find that it turned out to be a cold room. Although the furnishings in the room were very simple, according to the description in the book, this was his room.

"He actually..." Su Binghang murmured, feeling inexplicably touched in his heart. He suddenly thought of a scene in the original book - the heroine had a fever because of the rain, Shi Leng took her home, and it was also in this room, It's also like staying at the bedside for a long time...

"Bah, bah, bah! What the hell are you thinking about, go to sleep!"

After brushing away those messy thoughts in his head, Su Binghang fell asleep again as soon as he touched the pillow.

"Hey, wake up..."

"are you a pig……"

"It's really a pig... get up..."

What pig...is it a roast suckling pig...

Su Binghang slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was Shi Leng's enlarged face.

"I c! Scared me to death!" Su Binghang got up in a hurry, tore off the hem that had slipped to his chest, and shouted angrily, "Why didn't you knock on the door!"

Shi Leng straightened up, threw a school uniform on Su Binghang's head, sat down on the sofa by himself, and explained, "I knocked, you slept like a pig, and didn't respond at all, so I just walked in. "

Su Binghang angrily pulled off the clothes that blocked his sight, and it turned out that the "pig" refers to him!Fortunately, he also dreamed that Shi Leng personally cooked for him to eat braised pig's trotters. As expected, he had overestimated Shi Leng, that's why he wouldn't be such a good person!

"However, I'm curious about what you dreamed about. Your mouth is moving. It can't be—" Shi Leng leaned on the sofa, resting his chin with his hands, looked at Su Binghang playfully, and made a meaningful choice eyebrow.

"No! I'm not like you..." Su Binghang roughly lifted the quilt on his legs, and then roughly unbuttoned his pajamas, exposing his fair skin and those dark red spots in Shi Leng's sight .

"Cough, I'll wait for you downstairs." Shi Leng touched his nose, and went out without looking at Su Binghang.

"Hey." Su Binghang rolled his eyes towards the door, not realizing that his naked body had hit someone's eyeballs, making someone feel hot physically and mentally.

Su Binghang quickly changed his clothes and took care of himself, and went downstairs to the restaurant with the housekeeper.

There is not only one person at the dinner table, but also Father Shi.

Sure enough, they are father and son, they look so alike.Sword eyebrows and star eyes, sculptural three-dimensional facial features, middle-aged but extremely attractive.

It's probably the same when it's cold to middle age, Su Binghang couldn't help thinking.

"Binghang is up? Come and eat." Shi's father waved to Su Binghang, showing a friendly smile.

Shi's father's personality is quite different from Shi Leng's. He is a master in his career, but in private he is a kind and warm person.

"Morning uncle." Su Binghang also smiled, and sat down on the chair next to Shi Leng.

"You haven't come to our house for a long time, right? It seems like the last time you came was two years ago."

"Really..." Su Binghang blinked in confusion, not knowing how to answer, he really didn't know what happened two years ago.

Father Shi nodded, "I haven't seen you for a long time too—by the way, are you feeling better?"

"It's much better, thank you uncle for your concern."

"Don't thank me, you have to thank him." Shi's father pointed to Shi Leng who was eating, "It's the first time I see my son who doesn't eat food cook by himself."

Do the cooking yourself?Su Binghang turned his head in surprise and glanced at Shi Leng, thinking that what he said last night was obviously the porridge made by the chef...

"How's the taste? It should be okay, I think he read the recipe for a long time——"

"Ahem, dad." Shi Leng stopped the spoon in his hand, and looked up at Shi's father.

Father Shi understood, smiled, and said to Su Binghang, "I'm ashamed."

"Cough, cough, cough!" Shi Leng was really choking, and hurriedly took out a few pieces of paper to wipe his mouth.

Su Binghang pursed his lips and tried not to let himself laugh out loud, and replied, "The taste is not bad."

"Well, let me tell you, I wanted to add another bowl to myself yesterday, but he—"

"Dad, we're going to be late for school." Shi coldly interrupted Shi's father's eloquent words.

Shi's father shook his head with a smile, stretched out his finger and stroked his lips, indicating that he would not say anything.

Although Shi's father didn't say it, Su Binghang guessed it more or less. There were mixed feelings in his heart, and there was always a feeling that he couldn't explain clearly. , On the contrary, it will make yourself fall into the abyss, but you can't extricate yourself.After thinking too much, Su Binghang felt a little headache again, so he hurriedly speeded up his meal to let the food relieve the pain.

It was only when Su Binghang got in the cold car that he remembered that he hadn't looked at his mobile phone. The mobile phone had been intact in the pocket of the coat he wore yesterday.Open it and see that there are countless missed calls and text messages.After clicking on the text messages from a few familiar people and replying, Su Binghang turned off the phone.Leaning on the seat tiredly, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Shi Leng turned his head and glanced at Su Binghang, raised his hand to touch his forehead, but stopped only a knuckle away from him, and finally put his hand back on the steering wheel.

The two people in the car have their own concerns, one is Ming and Qing and the other is chaotic, silent.