What's the matter with him, standing in front of the door like a wooden man.

She didn't even let Duck Duck open it.

Fortunately, hearing the little guy's question, Song Bo finally came back to his senses.

Blinking, he couldn't help but smile a little embarrassedly and said, "Ah...... Xiang, Miss Xiang, good morning. ”

The old man said, his light brown eyes subconsciously glanced twice in the direction of the next ward, and his voice gradually became softer, "This, you are ......?"

"Oh, I was so nervous to go out in the morning that I forgot to bring my key, and I can't go back to my room now."

Xiang Xing shrugged his shoulders and lied without changing his face, "I have no choice but to go to the patient's little brother to hide from the sun." ”

“…… Ah, that's it......"

Hearing this, Song Bo suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

It's okay, it's okay.

Fortunately, the young master did not make a mistake!

After thinking about it, he raised his amiable smile again, and finally walked into the house, "Since this is the case, then you can have breakfast with our young master, Uncle Song, I will contact Aunt Zhuang for you, and ask her to come over and open the door earlier......."

It's a pity that before he finished speaking, he saw a pair of slender hands as white as porcelain, suddenly and quickly stretched out towards him.

Shocked, he had to brake on the soles of his feet again, paused, and his face was full of doubts, "Miss Xiang, ...... you?"

"Uncle Song, can you give me the patient's little brother early?"

Xiang Xing tilted his little head slightly, his watery soft eyes blinked, and frantically launched a begging light wave towards Song Bo.

No matter what, she wouldn't let Song Bo hand it over to Jiang Yecheng sooner!

I haven't figured out how to deal with it yet, but it's right to get my hands on it first.

"Huh? This ......"

Song Bo was stunned again, his brows furrowed a little strangely.

Just as he hesitated, Jiang Yecheng's cold and hoarse voice came faintly from behind Xiang Xing.

"Give it to her."

The man drove his wheelchair to the front of the terrace, wiping the water from his face and speaking softly.

He doesn't care anyway.

Don't be hungry for this little fool.

"Hey, okay......"

Although he was a little puzzled, Song Bo still handed the tray to the girl who was waiting in front of him.

"Thank you, Grandpa Song."

Xiang Xing took the plate with a smile.

But he didn't eat anything, but stood up directly with the dinner plate, and ran to the back chair next to the bed to sit down.

Then, as if he wanted to speak and stopped, he looked at Song Bo, lowered the corners of his soft eyes, and looked towards Jiang Yecheng.

Sensing the soft light in his eyes as if he was asking for something, Jiang Yecheng couldn't help but raise his delicate eyebrows slightly, and his obsidian-like black eyes swayed a little from side to side.

Immediately faintly hooked his lips and turned to Song Bo again.

"Uncle Song, I'm running out of toothpaste here, go buy me a new one."

"Okay, young master."

Song Bo didn't think much about it, so he turned around and retreated directly.

Seeing that only she and Jiang Yecheng were finally left in the room, Xiang Xing blinked his soft eyes, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

That cautious appearance made the man laugh suddenly.

He said softly: "Eat quickly, no one will bother you anymore." ”

“……”

Xiang Xing heard this, but paused lightly.

I saw her look at the man next to her, and then, as if she had made up her mind, she stood up sharply with her plate in her arms.

Spread his pace and rushed straight to the bathroom.