Liu Meng told the story to the little girl. The little girl held Liu Meng's right hand tightly with one hand. She fell asleep at some point, with a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth. She didn't know what to think in her sleep. Sometimes she smiled, sometimes her mouth pouted and her eyelashes blinked.

Wanting to gently pull back his hand, Liu Meng found that the little girl was still holding her tightly when she fell asleep, and did not dare to use force, for fear of waking her up. She gently touched the little girl's forehead with her left hand and whispered to Guo Yunting who was worried beside her: "The fever has begun to fade, don't worry too much."

Guo Yunting was obviously relieved, her brows stretched, but she was a little embarrassed, and replied softly: "Liu Meng, I'm so troubled. I know you're very busy recently. I'm really sorry, I will compensate you in other aspects..."

Before she could finish her words, Liu Meng interrupted her, "Teacher Guo, you are so polite. Yanyan is lively and smart. I have always treated her as a little sister. Now that she is sick, it is my responsibility to take care of her. If you are too polite, don't say it, it's too disgusting."

Guo Yunting looked at Liu Meng gratefully, smiled and nodded, and said nothing else.

Guru, Guru sound, Guo Yunting carefully found that Liu Meng's stomach was screaming, thinking that he must have arrived before he had time to have lunch. Until now, he was about to have dinner and must have been hungry. He felt very reluctant. Yanyan kept holding Liu Meng's hand again, making him unable to leave. She found a small excuse and immediately looked for food to pack it out of the door.

Guo Yunting was very efficient. She came back with several packed lunch boxes in less than half an hour. It was obvious that they were all very high-end. When she saw Yanyan was still asleep, her breathing was already very stable. One hand was still holding Liu Meng's right hand tightly and opened one of the lunch boxes. Liu Meng was really hungry and swallowed her saliva. Her stomach made a strong protest.

Hearing Liu Meng's stomach screams, Guo Yunting felt even more embarrassed. She put the spoon inside and handed it to Liu Meng, leaving only one left hand. She took the lunch box and couldn't eat it. Guo Yunting didn't know what to do for a moment, so she glanced at her daughter. She was very grateful to Liu Meng, bit her chin, and said softly: "Give it to me, I'll... scoop it out for you to eat."

It was very difficult for Guo Yunting to say this. Liu Meng was so hungry that he quickly handed her seafood porridge. Guo Yunting took it over, her hands were trembling slightly. She scooped it in the spoon and scooped it again and again. Liu Meng was drooling when she smelled the fragrance, but she didn't deliver it yet. It was really urgent.

My stomach couldn't help but make another rumbling sound. After Guo Yunting heard the protest from Liu Meng's stomach, she finally made up her mind to scoop out a spoon. She was so nervous that she was really even more nervous than the first time she went on stage to give a lecture. She pretended to be calm and handed over tremblingly.

Liu Meng opened his mouth and bit the head of the spoon in. He rolled his tongue and ate it all. The seafood porridge was very sweet. There was also a little crab meat, which was very delicious. After eating one spoon, he started to wait for the second spoon.

Gradually, Guo Yunting convinced herself that she might have adapted. Although she was still a little shy and nervous, she became much calmer. She handed over spoon by spoon until she ate a large bowl. Liu Meng licked her lips and had food in her stomach. She felt much better.

I was so hungry that I was in shock just now.

"Are you full? There is still a bowl." When Guo Yunting spoke, her eyes drifted away, pretending to ask casually. This method made her feel better.

After touching my stomach, I really felt that I was not full yet. After all, the porridge is not as hungry as rice. "Let me have another bowl, haha, I haven't eaten anything since the morning, and my stomach is really empty."

Liu Meng was not polite, but Guo Yunting was mostly polite. There was no choice but to open another lunch box and continue to feed, spoonful after spoonful.

At some point, Yanyan had opened her eyes, her fever subsided, and she returned to her weird appearance. She looked at her mother and then at the uncle. She was feeding porridge to her. No matter how she looked, she felt a little weird. The little girl was also hungry and suddenly protested: "I'm so hungry, I want to eat porridge too!"

Liu Meng was concentrating on eating porridge, while Guo Yunting's eyes were erratic so that she would not be so embarrassed. The two of them really didn't realize that Yanyan had woken up at any time. After a sudden sound, Guo Yunting was startled and the porridge she handed over was sprinkled directly on Liu Meng's body, and her face suddenly turned red, even redder than the ripe red apple.

He quickly took tissues to wipe Liu Meng, and was in a hurry and wiped them randomly without caring about wherever he was, which made Liu Meng very embarrassed.

"Yanyan, what flavor of porridge do you want to eat?" Guo Yunting asked with a stuttering.

"I want to eat seafood porridge too!" The little girl said firmly with her little face bulging.

There was only half a bowl of seafood porridge left, which was something that Liu Meng had eaten. Guo Yunting looked at it, opened her mouth and said nothing. The little girl pointed at Liu Meng and said, "Uncle, feed me!"

"Haha, OK!" Liu Meng felt nothing. The little girl finally let go of his hand, and it was a little numb. She took the porridge from Guo Yunting's hand and fed it to the little girl.

The little girl's eating habits are much more elegant than Liu Meng's, and she is quite ladylike. Liu Meng couldn't help but make fun of her, which made the little girl glar. After a while, the little girl rolled her tongue and ate the last bite, but she was still a little unsatisfied.

Guo Yunting was stunned. She knew her daughter very well and was most particular about food. She never wanted to eat what others had left, but what she had left, and she didn't want to eat. She even ate half a bowl of porridge left by Liu Meng, and she had no resistance at all. This girl must be confused! Guo Yunting thought to herself.

After the little girl was full, her fever basically subsided. She pulled Liu Meng and chatted constantly, and began to hold him with one hand.

By the evening, the little girl was already all cured, but she didn't want to go home, so she insisted on staying in the hospital, and began to urge her mother to go home. Guo Yunting had no choice but to look at Liu Meng apologetically, and Liu Meng nodded with a smile.

He understood the little girl's thoughts, just to take advantage of the opportunity to get sick to accompany her. Although he didn't understand why the little girl was so dependent on her, he understood it and naturally agreed.

This is a high-end single ward, with a bed next to the bed for the care of the patient's family.

After Guo Yunting left, the little girl became more energetic. "Uncle, what bad guy did you mess with? Did you play with someone else's wife?"

The little girl was speechless and talked nonsense. Liu Meng glared at the little girl's innocent laughter. She couldn't get angry, and she had to soften her mouth, "What do children know? Do uncles look like that?"

But speaking of this, half of the holiday with Du Yi was because of Gu Pan. If it weren't for her, the two wouldn't have compared each other together. The real reason was actually the contest between two excellent men.

"Elephant, especially elephant!" The little girl nodded violently with a smile.

It makes Liu Meng so angry!

She tucked her quilt, raised her face and said, "Hurry up and go to bed, have a good rest, and you will be fine tomorrow morning. Maybe you can go to school."

The little girl pouted and said coquettishly: "No, I've been sleeping for a long time and I'm not sleepy at all now. Uncle, why don't you tell me the story again? I haven't been sleeping after listening to the story for a long time."

Looking at the little girl with anticipation, Liu Meng couldn't say what he refused, so he could only start to scrub his head and think about what stories he could tell, but there was no innovation. He had to tell some clichés one by one, trying to interpret them more excitingly.

The little girl is not picky and listens with relish.

It was not until Liu Meng was about to dry his saliva that he realized that the little girl had fallen asleep, with a sweet smile on her face. Her eyebrows were very relaxed, and she seemed to be smiling in her sleep. At this moment, a warm feeling rose in her heart. She felt that this saliva was not in vain. Suddenly, she felt that caring for a little girl was also a happy thing to grow up. At this moment, she clearly felt a kind of happiness of responsibility.

The little girl didn't forget to hold the uncle's hand tightly when she was asleep. Liu Meng had no choice but to try it, but she grabbed it too tightly. She pulled it away with fear of waking her up. When she woke up, she would tell a story again. Fortunately, the switch of the light was on the left hand side. She reached out and turned off the light, and then lie down next to the hospital bed to sleep.

At about the hour, the east was white, and the birds cried outside the window, which was crisp and gentle. The little girl opened her beautiful eyes and saw the uncle sleeping heavily by the bedside, with a wet area on the sheets.

When I woke up, I saw the uncle at the first time. I felt particularly at ease. My heart was as if I was wrapped in a warm airflow, and I felt very happy.

In this situation, I couldn't help but remember when my first period came, and the uncle also lay on the bedside with me for the whole night. Thinking of this, his beautiful eyelashes blinked, and a little tears were circling in his eyes, and his little mouth pouted naturally.

Looking at the sleeping uncle, his mouth wide open and his nose moved with his regular breathing. There was a soft whistle, his eyes were closed, which made the girl's long eyelashes tremble with some jealousy. He couldn't help but reach out and move his hand naughtyly on the uncle's eyelashes. Then his little hand gently stroked the uncle's cheek. Looking at the sleeping uncle, he still frowned occasionally, and didn't know what he was thinking in his dream.

The movement became a little bigger, and the uncle immediately seemed to notice it, his eyelids moved, he hummed, arched his head, and continued to sleep like a pig, but he still didn't wake up.

The little girl immediately found it very fun, and then reached out to play with the uncle's eyelashes, and she was a little lost. The uncle noticed it and opened his eyes slightly. He saw two bright eyes staring at him. They couldn't help but stare at him.

The little girl stared at the uncle and laughed foolishly at first.

Liu Meng moved his stiff body to sleep, rubbed his eyes, and asked with concern: "Yanyan, do you feel better?"

After getting much better, the little girl regained her naughty spirit, nodded obediently, and said shyly: "Uncle, you look like a pig when you are asleep!"

PS: I saw some book friends asking the author what the purpose of writing is? Of course it is a dream! Many times, I also think, dreams and reality, dreams are doing what I like, and reality is to support myself. The author wants to survive, especially in the Magic City, and can only do a very busy job that I don’t like. In the spare time and fatigue every day, I tell a story and feel that I am still alive and I still have dreams. Fatty is very sorry for the recent slow updates. I really miss my student days and carefree days.
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