Fast time travel villain purification in progress

Chapter 789: The Male Protagonist’s Rivalry, the Rich Author 9
Facing Yin Ling's bright eyes, Sang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, quickly looked away, and replied casually, "Sang Ruo cried and begged me to come over and see you."

"Oh." Yin Ling said softly, then opened the food box.

Compared with having only a bowl of porridge at noon, the meal at night is obviously more substantial. They are all light in taste, but the advantage is that there are many varieties.

Yin Ling is not particular about what he eats, but who doesn't like being able to eat a few more dishes?

"How does it taste?" After Yin Ling took a few bites, Sang Yu asked as if unintentionally.

When Yin Ling heard this, he raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Sangyu.

Sang Yu looked directly at her, waiting for her answer, as if if she didn't answer, he would keep waiting like this.

Yin Ling's eyes moved slightly, and then he said seriously, "The taste is very ordinary."

After hearing this, Sang Yu frowned slightly, thinking to himself that he would have to buy it at a different restaurant tomorrow.

"Compared to these tasteless meals, I still prefer..." At this point, Yin Ling's voice paused.

Sang Yu's eyes were filled with questions, and he looked at Yin Ling, waiting for her to continue.

Yin Ling suddenly raised her eyebrows at him and smiled sweetly and well-behaved, "I still like the smell of Brother Sangyu better."

Sangyu "..."

"These are not as fragrant as you." After Yin Ling finished speaking, he nodded seriously.

Sang Yu's figure was a little tense, and his expression was slightly complicated.

Behind the scenes, the ward was very quiet, with Yin Ling eating quietly and Sang Yu quietly in a daze.

It wasn't until Sang Yu saw the blood returning in the needle that he came to his senses, got up and walked out of the ward quickly.

After a while, Sang Yu returned to the ward with the nurse.

The nurse took away the intravenous drip bottle and syringe, and left a message before leaving, "The next intravenous drip will be in twelve hours, probably at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."

Yin Ling listened and speeded up his eating.

Seeing this, Sang Yu walked to the bed and stood still, "Why are you in such a hurry to eat? There's no one to compete with you?"

"Go home." Yin Ling said and continued to stuff a few mouthfuls of rice into his mouth.

Hearing this, Sang Yu was stunned for a moment, "I can't go back."

Yin Ling:?
"It took three days to go through the hospitalization procedures." Yin Ling "..."

"No, go back tonight and come back tomorrow?" Yin Ling raised his head slightly and looked at Sang Yu.

She doesn't really like being in hospital.

A hospital bed is not as comfortable as a bed at home.

"Why, are you afraid of being hospitalized alone?" Sang Yu raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Yin Ling.

Hearing this, Yin Ling blinked and nodded slightly.

Seeing this, Sang Yu was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect her to nod.

After being silent for a while, he finally said, "Am I guarding you?"

"Want... to sleep together?" Yin Ling raised his head slightly, his clear eyes filled with anticipation.

Sangyu "..."

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and he raised his hand and tapped Yin Ling's forehead lightly, "That's a beautiful thought, brother is not a casual person."

A warm finger touched his forehead, carrying a hint of fragrance, and Yin Ling could smell it immediately.

As soon as Sang Yu withdrew his hand, the scent disappeared, and Yin Ling raised her hand and grabbed his hand.

Sangyu:?
"Can I hold your hand and sleep?" Yin Ling asked very seriously with clear eyes.

She discovered that whenever she touched him, she could smell the scent.

It smells so good, you'll be addicted to it once you smell it.

"No." Sang Yu said, trying to withdraw his hand, but failed.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Yin Ling.

"I'm afraid." He said he was afraid, but he let go of his hand, but continued to look at Sang Yu eagerly.

Obviously, his eyes were very clear, and there was no hint of request, nor was there any fear, but Sang Yu felt like he was possessed, and a trace of intolerance suddenly arose in his heart.

(End of this chapter)