Shan Qiye stretched out to beat him, but he couldn't move his left foot, which caused most of his range of action to shrink. Although Xiao Chuan was fat, he was agile and escaped twice.

Mao Junyu pulled the chair around to the other side, "Seventh Master, why are your feet so red?"

Shan Qiye tucked the pillow behind him and sat up halfway, "The doctor rubbed it just now, and the swelling has subsided a little."

"Hey, it hurts to think about it." This kind of progressive pain made Mao Junyu's scalp a little numb, "Does it hurt, Seventh Master?"

"What's the matter, it's over with patience." It's false to say that it doesn't hurt, but it's not intolerable.

Mao Junyu couldn't help but say, "You are an Omega who is more handsome than an Alpha."

Shan Qiye smiled, "Low-key, low-key."

'bang da'

The door lock was opened again, Qin Yimu's slender shadow first entered the door, and Shan Qiye immediately shouted: "You can come back at the same table, my feet hurt!"

Mao Junyu: "???" Does it hurt so suddenly?

Qin Yimu frowned and glanced at the ankle resting on the bed, "It hurts?"

"Yeah!" Shan Qiye spoke with a thick nasal voice, "It hurts very much."

Before Qin Yimu went out to find a doctor, Shan Qiye hurriedly added: "However, it won't hurt if you hug him."

Hearing this, he naturally knew that Shan Qiye was playing tricks for comfort, Qin Yimu walked over, put the lunch box on the bedside, and said, "Well."

Shan Qiye smiled and turned to look at Mao Junyu, "What are you doing here?"

Mao Junyu: "..."

Don't ask, ask is the light bulb.

Chapter 14 Afternoon

However, before the lightbulb could shine in his own field, he was ruthless and ruthless by his seventh master.

To say that he was in a hurry, that is to take a look, and the rest is entirely dependent on self-consciousness. After all, it is difficult for Shan Qiye to sit up now, and he cannot be expected to do it.

When Mao Junyu was standing at the door, he still wanted to be concerned about whether he should come back and bring people back to the dormitory in a while, but as soon as he turned his head, Shan Qiye ate two bites of rice with Qin Yimu's hand, Mao Junyu praised and felt his heart. The latch was pulled, and gave up making this light bulb and hurried away.

Shan Qiye wiped the rice grains and vegetable soup stuck to the corners of his mouth, and the ladle was just like feeding it to his lips.

Qin Yimu seems to be taking care of someone for the first time. Although his hand is very steady, he will not move as soon as he puts the ladle to his mouth. Shan Qiye is amused. If he hurts his neck, he will not be able to eat this meal. .

"I'm full." After eating a small half of the lunch, Shan Qiye said, "At the same table, eat yours quickly. It won't be delicious if it gets cold for a while."

Qin Yimu buckled the remaining half of the box and put it aside. It seemed that he planned to wait for a while before Shan Qiye was hungry. He picked up another lunch box, and just opened the lid, he was suddenly stunned.

Naturally, Shan Qiye didn't miss his discomfort and asked, "What's wrong with you at the same table?"

"your hands?"

"Hand?" Shan Qiye glanced at his hand suspiciously. The five fingers were slender, the joints were distinct, the skin texture was less, the nails were not long, trimmed and round, and the palms were fair - they were good hands!

But... "What happened to my hand?"

Qin Yimu ignored him while eating.

Shan Qiye is really stupid this time, what's the situation?

hand?

Looking at his hands over and over again, there is nothing abnormal!

Suddenly, Shan Qiye's eyes widened in astonishment, and after realizing what benefits he had just enjoyed, he injured his legs, not his hands, so there was nothing he couldn't eat!

Looking at the ladle that Qin Yimu was feeding, he didn't think of anything and just ate it. Presumably Qin Yimu didn't react to this, and by the time he reacted, he had already fed people.

"Cough cough." Shan Qiye coughed lightly, carefully hooking Qin Yimu's clothes with his index finger, and his voice was a little flattering, "Same table?"

"..."

"At the same table, my hand was also injured."

Qin Yimu glanced at him, "Well."

Seeing his reaction, Shan Qiye was even more anxious, and tilted his head to see his expression, "Are you angry at the same table?"

The range of twisting was a bit large, and the legs were fixed in one place and could not move. He swayed and looked left and right.

Qin Yimu stretched out his hand and supported half of his face and pulled the man back, "Don't move."

"Then are you angry?"

Still silent.

"Same table!" Shan Qiye was hung up by half of what he said. This feeling is too uncomfortable. It's okay to fight even if you're really angry. Don't be so cold and violent.

Just when Shan Qiye was struggling to roll on the bed, Qin Yimu said, "No."

Shan Qiye gave a sharp meal, turned around quickly, and looked at him in disbelief, "Did you laugh at the same table just now?"

I always felt that the word had a little smile, but just now he turned around and didn't see anything, he knew that he wouldn't move.

Qin Yimu ignored him and ate quietly.

It is obviously the most common kind of disposable rice scoop, a white disposable lunch box. The rice in it is not that delicate. Two kinds of dishes are covered on it. It tastes delicious but not aesthetically pleasing. .

but……

Shan Qiye just thinks it looks good, in a superficial sense.

Gee.

As expected of his roommate.

Eating is so beautiful.

After such a stunned time, Shan Qiye turned his face and forgot what he asked just now, staring at Qin Yimu's ladle, why does it look so fragrant?

Perhaps it was because his eyes were too bright and he didn't hide it, Qin Yimu silently filled a ladle of food with a ladle and brought it to his mouth.

"Ow!" Shan Qiye half sat up and took a bite, his eyes smiling as if he had eaten some delicious food in the world.

The grilled eggplant in the cafeteria is so delicious! ! !

After eating a ladle, seeing that Qin Yimu still wanted to feed, Shan Qiye said quickly, "No, you can eat it yourself at the same table."