How could he answer the matter? He stood in front of the door like a wooden man.


    She didn''t even let the duck open.


    Fortunately, hearing the little guy''s question, song Bo finally recovered.


    Blinked his eyes, couldn''t help laughing awkwardly and opening his mouth: "ah... Good morning, Miss Xiang and Xiang."


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


    "Oh, I was too nervous to go out this morning. I forgot my key. I can''t go back to my room now."


    Xiang Xing shrugged Linglong''s shoulders and lied without changing his face, "there''s no way but to hide from the sun here."


    "... ah, so..."


    Hearing the speech, song Burton was relieved in his heart.


    Okay, okay.


    Fortunately, the young master didn''t make a mistake!


    After thinking about it, he raised his amiable smile again and finally walked into the room, "in that case, you can have breakfast with our young master. I''ll contact aunt Zhuang and ask her to come and open the door earlier..."


    Unfortunately, before his voice fell, he saw a pair of slender hands as white as porcelain, suddenly and quickly stretched out to himself.


    He was so surprised that he had to brake on the soles of his feet again, and his face was even more confused, "Miss Xiang, you..."


    "Grandpa song Bo, can you give me the patient''s little brother''s breakfast?"


    Xiang Xing tilted his head slightly, blinking his watery soft eyes, and frantically fired begging light waves at Song Bo.


    Anyway, she won''t let song Bo hand over this breakfast to Jiang Yecheng!


    Although I haven''t figured out how to deal with it, it must be right to get it first.


    "Ah? This..."


    Song Bo was stunned again and frowned strangely.


    Just as he hesitated, the cold and hoarse voice of Jiang Yecheng came from behind Xiang Xing.


    "Give it to her."


    The man drove his wheelchair and came to the terrace. He wiped the water on his face and opened his mouth gently.


    He doesn''t care anyway.


    Just don''t be hungry, little fool.


    "Hey, ok..."


    Despite some confusion, song Bo handed the tray to the girl waiting in front of him.


    "Thank grandpa song Bo."


    Xiang Xing took the plate with a smile.


    But he didn''t eat anything. Instead, he stood up with the dinner plate and ran to the back of the bed and sat on the chair.


    Then, as if he wanted to stop talking, he looked at Song Bo, lowered his soft eyes and looked at Jiang Ye City.


    Noticing that he was asking for some kind of soft eyes, Jiang Yecheng couldn''t help but raise his delicate eyebrows and gently swing his Obsidian black eyes to the left and right.


    Immediately, he turned to song Bo again.


    "Song Bo, I''m running out of toothpaste here. Go and buy me a new one."


    "Yes, young master."


    Song Bo didn''t think much, so he turned and stepped back.


    Seeing that she and Jiang Yecheng were finally left in the room, Xiang Xing blinked his soft eyes, which relieved him a little.


    The cautious appearance made the man suddenly laugh.


    He said softly, "eat quickly. No one will disturb you again."


    “……”


    Xiang Xing heard the speech, but he paused lightly.


    She looked at the man beside her eyes, and then, as if determined, she suddenly stood up with the plate in her arms.


    Spread his pace and rushed directly to the bathroom.