The rich sweetness and the slightly bitter freshness are intertwined into the throat, and the two different mellowness suddenly explode on the taste buds, making her soft eyes suddenly brighten.

Wow.

This hand-made milk tea, and the drinks brewed out of the milk tea powder outside, are really not in the same realm!

And after drinking the hot milk tea, after a morning of autumn frost, she suddenly felt that her body and mind were surrounded by the warmth of melting, which was both reassuring and comfortable.

"Is it good?"

Looking at Xiang Xing's snoring and drinking with relish, Jiang Yecheng suddenly smiled, subconsciously raised his slender hand, and gently rubbed his soft little head.

"Hmm!"

The little guy filled a big mouthful of milk tea, and the soft dumpling face was so bulging that he couldn't speak, so he nodded frantically.

The satisfaction and pleasure on the man's face were even greater.

"Then you drink slowly, I'll go wash up first."

Jiang Yecheng glanced at the time of the clock on the wall, his obsidian eyes flashed slightly, and he immediately controlled the wheelchair and retreated.

While going to the bathroom, he said lightly, "I don't know when your Aunt Zhuang will come back, you can stay here for a while and have breakfast with me." ”

“……”

Hearing this, Xiang Xing almost choked on milk tea.

Mom, her mind was full of delicious milk tea just now, and she almost forgot that she had come to stop him from eating breakfast!

After thinking about it, the little guy nodded firmly and drank the remaining milk tea directly.

Immediately he picked up the small rattan stool, ran to the door of the ward and squatted, staring at the closed door.

I wondered if I was going to accidentally knock over that plate, or if I was going to just snatch it and run away......

However, the girl was still silently thinking about it, and outside the door, there was a burst of unhurried footsteps first.

Immediately after, there were three soft knocks on the door.

Then, Song Bo's kind smile appeared on the visual screen next to the door.

"Young Master, are you awake? I've got you the morning. ”

The old and respectful voice spread throughout the ward through the access control system.

Jiang Yecheng, who was washing his face, naturally heard it, so he casually pressed the answer bell next to the mirror.

"Wake up, come in."

"Hey, okay."

Song Bo slowly pushed open the door of the ward.

But before he could take half a step inside, he suddenly noticed that a straight, inexplicably creepy gaze was instantly focused on him.

He was so shocked that he almost slipped his hand and knocked over the plate in his hand.

Fortunately, with many years of experience as a housekeeper, Song Bo quickly calmed down, and immediately lowered his head with slight doubts, and looked at the source of the sight.

But he was stunned.

Wait a minute.

Isn't this, isn't this the eldest lady of the Xiang family in room 109 next door?

How could she be in his young master's hospital room......

Thinking about it, Song Bo shook it, and his brain burst into full bloom in an instant.

Difficult, could it be that the young master didn't let him stay with him last night, yes, because ...... Yes?!

No, it's developing too fast, isn't it?

Moreover, he Uncle Song has been with him since the young master was a baby, and he doesn't know what the young master's temperament is!

The young master is not this kind of person...... Bar......

Oh my God......

“…… Song Bo? Uncle Song's grandfather? ”

On the other end, Xiang Xing tilted his little head, looking at the old man who had been standing at the door since he opened the door, with a kaleidoscopic look on his face, and couldn't help but have question marks written all over his face.