Ye Jue bent down and sat beside her, with his long arms falling behind her, and gently patted him: "It's okay, my wife."

Song Yan's little head leaned against his shoulders, hugging him tightly with both hands, and refused to let go of it. She felt very safe.

Ye Jue was worried that this incident would leave a psychological shadow on her, so he told her many funny things, but Song Yan didn't think it was funny at all. Instead, she was a little greedy for Ye Jue's voice.

She listened quietly as he spoke, and from time to time she looked up at his chin that was moving because of his speech. She couldn't help but raise her hand and pinched his chin.

In a few days, his chin had a scoundrel, and he had some thorns when he felt it.

Ye Jue held her little hand, looked down at the water in his hand and said, "The water is colder, take a few sips."

Song Yan retracted her hand and reached out to get the cup, but Ye Jue moved away first and said, "The water cup is still hot, I'll take you to drink."

Song Yan lowered her head obediently and took a few sips.

At this time, several knocks sounded outside the door.

Song Yan looked back and didn't see anyone, so she asked, "Who is knocking on the door?"

"Sit down, I'll go and take a look." Ye Jue got up, put the water in his hand on the table, and then turned around to open the door.

When Song Yan saw him open the ward door, she did not let the outsiders come in. Instead, she took some things and closed the ward door. He returned to Song Yan.

The bag of things in his hand wafted fragrance, and Song Yan took a deep breath and said, "Hungry."

"I know you're hungry." Ye Juejunyan showed a gentle smile, took out the rice inside after taking apart the bag.

He put the meal on the table first, turned around and took the pillow beside Song Yan to her back: "Don't get up, just sit on the bed and eat, I'll feed you."

Song Yan's eyes were staring at the lunch box in his hand. She hadn't eaten well these days, and she was hungry and uncomfortable.

Ye Jue looked at her look of wanting to eat people and couldn't help laughing: "Okay, open your mouth."

Song Yan looked at the food in front of her, raised her hand and grabbed Ye Jue's wrist, lowered her head and ate the spoonful of rice into her mouth, then held his wrist and moved it into the rice. After scooping a spoonful of white rice, she took another bite, and her cheeks were stuffed on both sides.

Ye Jue felt distressed when he saw it. He quickly pulled away Song Yan's finger and said, "Wife, you said you should eat slowly when you eat. These are all yours, you should eat slowly."

Song Yan's tears suddenly fell. When she was kidnapped, Song Yan brought up many tragic memories of her previous life. When she was poor, she went to the garbage dump to pick up food.

At that time, she didn't know that people could be warmer than the sun.

Ye Jue is the sunshine in her heart.

Seeing her crying silently, Ye Jue raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes and said, "Wife, I... I don't say anything, you can eat whatever you want."

Song Yan let out a low voice, raised her face full of tears, but with a faint smile. She scooped a spoonful of rice and stuffed it into his mouth.

Ye Jue quickly opened his mouth and took the spoonful of rice. He looked at the little woman with gentle eyes. Seeing that she was eating in small mouthfuls and not crying anymore, he let go.

He also has two boxes of lunch, one for Ye Yumin and the other for his own.

After Song Yan finished eating, he took out his own portion and started to move, then called a nurse to deliver Ye Yumin's portion...
Chapter completed!