High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 768 What kind of face is there? No face at all

At this time, Lin Zhaoxia also woke up from his lethargy.

He heard those words as soon as he opened his eyes.

Looking at Song Yan's face.

It is impossible to speak, but this does not affect the boy's smile.

He smiled softly, his voice was clear and sandy.

The voice is full of youthful feeling, it can be nice.

As soon as Song Yan raised his eyes and looked over, he saw the young man with exquisite eyebrows and eyes on the bed woke up.

He put the last thing into the medical box and said, "Little wounded man, I am your savior, you just laugh when you open your eyes, isn't it impolite?"

Savior?

These words made Lin Zhaoxia raise an eyebrow.

If her tongue allowed her, she really wanted to ask, big brother, where's your face?
But even if she couldn't speak, she expressed her fun with practical actions.

The tails of the eyes were raised high, and it looked like a smile that wasn't a smile.

It's obviously very interesting, regarding Song Yan's words that just fell.

Song Yan looked at it and felt that something had popped out of his forehead. He closed the medical box with a 'snap' and swung his back, "It's okay, you two, Yang Moyan, don't let me do it again in the future." Song Yan will be your family doctor!"

Young Master Yang's eyes were indifferent, and he only glanced at the back of the corner of his eye, then looked at the young man, "Walk slowly."

Song Yan walked faster.

Doors were opened and closed.

The bang was so loud that even Lin Zhaoxia could feel the slight vibration of the whole apartment while lying on the bed.

She looked at the door and couldn't help sweating.

Fortunately, the quality of this door is good.

Otherwise, like the one in her house...

Gee.

Thinking about it, I feel that her brother is really good, and the quality of the door is not good enough.

But is that guy Song Yan angry?
Especially the sentence that Jiahua left at the end...

Lin Zhaoxia took out the mobile phone by the bedside, and Yang Moyan held down the other one. She could only press the screen with one hand and type out a line of words: Song Yan's family... Are you okay?

Yang Moyan looked at the typesetting, and finally his eyes fell back on the young man, meeting those twinkling eyes, "Often, don't worry, he will still come next time I call."

Lin Zhaoxia: "..."

Yep.

There is no need for her to ask.

Doesn't this have a face?

Instead.

There is no face at all.

She stopped talking completely, no, she put down her phone and completely ignored it.

The hand that was held down after the injection was released by Yang Moyan at this moment, Lin Zhaoxia looked up and looked at the medical tape stuck on the back of the hand, and wanted to take it off because she felt it was an eyesore.

Young Master Yang, who saw the young man's thoughts, pressed the young man's wrist again. When the young man looked over, he moved his eyes and opened his thin lips lightly, "I'm taking it off in the afternoon to prevent bleeding later."

Lin Zhaoxia had no choice but to curl her lips, meaning only three words: that's fine.

"En," Yang Moyan hummed lightly, before finally asking, "What do you want to eat today?"

Talking about eating teenagers, he regained his energy, took out his mobile phone, pressed it, and moved over to it: meat.

Yang Moyan narrowed his eyes, "Don't even think about it."

: Forget it, then stop eating!

These were the words of the boy after he pressed the screen with a puffed face.

Yang Moyan still kept his eyes light, "I don't have to think about it."

This made the boy bark his teeth.

Gee.

Why is it like this.

Meat is not allowed to eat.

It's okay if you don't want to eat.

She drinks water?
"After the injury is cured, you can eat whatever you want. Recently, let's eat porridge."

These were the last words that Young Master Yang left behind.

It's about eating.

Then he stood up and tucked the quilt for the boy, "I asked you for a week off, during which you will be responsible for a good rest, now close your eyes and rest. I will bring the porridge when it is ready."

(End of this chapter)