[Quick Travel] The villain is a coquettish

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    The little guy's hair was soft with a little curl, and there was a little panic and helplessness in his moist eyes.

    It looks like a lost animal cub.

    The thick gauze on his forehead and the large oxygen mask almost covered his entire head.

    Amnesia? Who knows.

    Wen Ling was in pain all over his body. He looked at the noble and indifferent man in front of him, and asked cautiously, "Well... what's your name?" "

    Song Duo."

    Wen Ling put these two words in front of him. He said it once in his mouth, and then bent his eyebrows and eyes: "It's a nice name."

    Song Duo glanced at him, didn't have much reaction, but said lightly: "Your internal organs are bleeding, it's best not to move too much. "

    Not long after, a well-dressed girl was holding an insulated lunch box in her hand, and there was no change on her face when she saw Wen Ling.

    "Mr. Song, your meal has been delivered."

    "Put it down." Song Duo pointed to the table beside him without looking at her.

    The girl put the insulated lunch box on the table, said hello briefly, then turned and left.

    Wen Ling looked at the rice anxiously, but Song Duo didn't move, and he didn't dare to take it, let alone he couldn't move at all now.

    Song Duo looked at Wen Ling's eager expression, eager to pounce on the lunch box, and the corners of his lips curved up slightly.

    He slowly opened the lunch box and laid out the delicate and light dishes inside one by one.

    Finally, Song Duo took out the box at the bottom of the lunch box and opened it.

    "The doctor said that you need to drink porridge for 24 hours when you wake up. Those are not yours."

    Wen Ling looked at the millet porridge sprinkled with wolfberry, and didn't care about other things, so he quickly raised his hand to take it.

    As soon as the arm was raised, the pain rushed out from every corner of the bone like a flood.

    Song Duo pushed Wen Ling's arm back: "Open your mouth."

    Wen Ling opened his mouth obediently, Song Duo scooped up the porridge and blew it on his lips, then fed it to Wen Ling.

    Wen Ling ate in small sips, and waited impatiently for the next spoonful as soon as he drank it into his mouth.

    He doesn't know how cute he is now, Song Duo's eyes flashed a dark light, and it disappeared in a flash.

    After finishing the porridge, Song Duo slightly bent his cuffs and sat on a chair beside him, eating other dishes in the insulated lunch box very gracefully.

    Wen Ling looked at the man's extremely cultivated manner of eating, and then thought about how he looked like he hadn't eaten just now, and blushed with shame for a moment.

    But... woo woo woo, this spicy fried shredded potato tastes really delicious.

    After eating, someone came in and packed up everything and took it out.