Outright Favoritism Chapter 1212: : Afraid that I will depend on you?

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The caregiver is not someone else, but Bai Xiaolong, one of the subordinates who was temporarily captured.

He stood by the bed and watched Siluo feed the bone soup to Zong San Ye, basically feeding one spoonful and sprinkling half a spoonful.

Bai Xiaolong stood tiptoe and looked at the bed sheet. It is estimated that if he feeds like this, the bed sheet will be able to twist out half a bowl of bone soup.

"Sister M, would you like to help..."

Si Luo took a tissue and stuck it on Zong Zhan's chin, "No, you can get me a bottle of liquor."

Bai Xiaolong took his order and went out.

When he was mixing with sister Qiao before, he hadn't seen any big scenes.

But he has never seen the scene where Sister M feeds people.

There was no third party in the room, and Silo's slightly stiff movements relaxed a lot.

She put the soup bowl aside, staring at Zong Zhan with her eyebrows, "Your paw is also injured? Can't you wipe your mouth?"

Is this dog thing intentional?

The tissues were all stuck to his chin, and he didn't take it, just lying on his stomach, like a high-paraplegic vegetative.

Zong Zhan sighed heavily and closed his eyes in a dull tone, "I didn't let you take care of it. If you are not used to doing these things, you can leave it to Bai Xiaolong."

"Get used to it, I'm too used to it..." Silo glanced at the gauze on his body, and didn't know if it was for herself or Zong Zhan. I can still afford it."

Zong Zhan's heart is funny, but his handsome face shows a look of unhealed pain.

Those who didn't know thought he had an incurable disease.

Si Luo hadn't seen Zong Zhan's expression since last night, she immediately picked up the tissue on his chin and wiped the greasy stains from the bone broth for him.

I don't know if it's an inch or an inadvertent touch. The man's lips touched her finger several times.

Compared with the previous close contacts, this is not worth mentioning, but Silo still felt a strange feeling in her heart.

Then, she smashed the used tissue on Zong Zhan's face, "It's not honest if you are injured, right?"

The tender moment that Zong Zhan finally mobilized, disappeared instantly without a trace.

"Silo, you are so **** the hardest-hearted woman I have ever seen."

After that, the man closed his eyes in frustration, and a gloomy cloud between his eyebrows.

Si Luo silently took the tissue paper from the pillow, and Bai Xiaolong also took the white wine back in time, "Sister M, white wine."

"Well, go ahead and come back after nine o'clock in the evening."

Siluo took the bottle, waved back Bai Xiaolong, and unscrewed the cap, "Sick, come and drink?"

Zong Zhan licked his posterior molars, "Do you think I died fast enough?"

"Shut up if you can't speak." Silo poured alcohol into the cup and reminded him without haste, "Lao Si said that alcohol can invigorate blood and remove blood stasis."

Su Laosi's original words are: "You can use medicated wine to massage the wounds of the lumbar spine, which can invigorate blood and remove blood stasis."

Zong Zhan is too lazy to care about her, anyway, no matter how much Shi Luo toss, he thinks he can handle it.

At this time, a small half glass of white wine was delivered to the man's lips, accompanied by the unique perfume smell of Silo.

Zong Zhan took a sip, but his eyes fell on the woman's face, and he did not move away for a long time.

Siluo did not ignore his gaze, the spicy white wine entered her throat, she slapped her tongue and started the conversation, "Did you often eat Viagra before?"

"Cough--"

Zong Zhan choked directly without swallowing a sip of wine.

He coughed several times and unexpectedly got a back injury.

Sometimes Zong Zhan really doesn't know what Shi Luo is thinking. He calmed his breath and said dumbly: "Are you sure you want to discuss this topic with me?"

This hurdle can't be passed, right? !

Silo looked far away from the window where the dusk fell, "It's just curiosity. There is always a reason why you are single at such an age, right?"

Zong Zhan was quiet for two seconds, then turned over very slowly, and lay down on his back and let out a sigh of relief, "Me? Such an old age?"

Siluo didn't notice the man's turning over and nodded absently, "Look at Shang Shaoyan and He Chen, they are both younger than you, and all the children are running away."

"The choice is different." Zong Zhan folded his hands behind his head and glanced at her diagonally, "There is a face that says I am older, how old are you younger than me?"

Siluo withdrew his gaze dissatisfiedly, only to realize that he was lying on his back, "You don't want your waist anymore?"

Zong Zhan stared at her intently, "Afraid I will rely on you?"

They rarely sit together and talk peacefully.

Siluo looked back at the man on the bed, her handsome cheeks seemed to be softer than usual.

Tiehan is also tender, the word clearly passed through his mind, and he was out of control.

It's over.

Siluo's heart palpitated, and her expression changed subtlely.

She actually started looking for Zong Zhan's strengths in a mysterious way.

This is...a sign of tempest.

When certain emotions begin to ferment, the past scenes will rush like seawater.

Even the daily quarrels can be glorified into flirting.

Siluo stared at Zong Zhan with a trance-like look. For a short moment, she was a little short of breath, and turned around to want to go out to breathe.

But the next second, her wrist was pulled by the man, "Silo!"

Zong Zhan whispered to her, but Siluo struggled with her arm, "Let go."

"Talk to me for a while?"

Silo struggled less and less. Although she turned her back to Zong Zhan, she still emphasized that she would not compromise, "You let me accompany me? What dreams do you want, or you ask..."

"Well, please."

Siluo didn't move anymore, so she sat back in the chair after a while, "It's easy to say."

Zong Zhan raised his eyebrows and chuckled his thin lips silently.

It turns out that she is not stubborn, but accustomed to having the upper hand. She has to bow her head in everything before she is willing to give up.

Zong Zhan didn't let go of Silo, and rubbed the back of her hand with his thumb unconsciously, "You are not a disadvantage, which man can stand you?"

Siluo held her shoulders, and said, "My sister has beauty and money. She licks the dog too much."

Zong Zhan: "..."

He didn't need to ask.

After asking, it's me who is uncomfortable.

Zong Zhan squeezed Silo's wrist hard, "So you plan to spend a lifetime with those licking dogs?"

"Lick the dog to recruit you?"

Zong Zhan glanced at her, "Can't you speak well?"

Siluo spread her hands, "Okay, you are sick, and everything you say is right."

I didn't want to argue with him, but what Shi Luo said was like cursing.

Zong Zhan tightened his thin lips, tilted his head toward the inside, for a long time, and said meaningfully: "Being a man, if you don't have the will of steel, sooner or later, he will be mad at you."

Siluo felt that there was something in his words, and her eyes flashed slightly, "I use you to worry about it. If I like it, it will be too late to hurt him, so I won't be angry with him."

Zong Zhan smiled and asked, "How does it hurt?"

"Hush cold and ask warmth, bring tea and pour water."

Zong Zhan nodded intriguingly, "So, the way you love someone is to be a nanny?"

Siluo: "???"