The little brat he looked at turned out to be the gong

Chapter 13

Ji Si asked for leave from the school and stayed in the hospital with Mo Chenyang. He sat by the bed and looked at his mobile phone and got bored, so he began to look at the people on the bed.

The young man slept soundly. His eyelashes, which were as thin as wings, were long and curly, casting a shadow under the eyelids, and his slightly pursed lips were a faint cherry pink.

Ji Si stared at his lips for a long time, his mouth felt parched. Mo Chenyang's lips were beautiful, and he wanted to make someone kiss him.

Ji Si swallowed, it seemed that he not only wanted to kiss, but also wanted his brother to taste the taste of this mouth.

Realizing that he had such dirty thoughts, Ji Si's face instantly became hot, and he raised his hand and slapped himself on the forehead.

Keith!That's your student!You student!

the most important is!That fucking is still a minor!

It's against the law!Shang Zhehua will take you to jail!

After giving himself the psychological hint, Ji Si let out a long sigh of relief. He must have been too lonely recently to be interested in a kid.

After waiting for this period, I have to find a companion.

It was already afternoon when Mo Chenyang woke up again, the ward was warmly illuminated, he subconsciously turned his head to look for Ji Si's figure.

"You've woken up." Ji Si drew the curtain that used to block the beds, "I thought you just fell asleep like this."

Mo Chenyang fell asleep and felt that his head was not so dizzy. He was about to sit up on the bed, but Ji Si pushed him down again: "Don't move around, tell me what you want, You want to get up, you lie down, I will shake the bed for you."

"Teacher, do you have food?" Mo Chenyang frowned and pursed his lips.

Ji Si poked his head out from the end of the bed: "You're hungry, wait a minute, I'll make lotus seed porridge for you."

"Yeah." Mo Chenyang moved his head reluctantly, and saw the thermos bucket on the table next to him.

Ji Si shook the bed for him, went to the bed and took out a bowl from the pocket of the table.

"Teacher, just give me the thermos!" Mo Chenyang was so hungry that his stomach was throbbing, and even if there was a cow in front of him right now, he could climb up to eat a few bites.

Ji Si even handed him the spoon, "You're not fat, why eat so much, you look like a pig."

Mo Chenyang glanced at him without saying a word, and gave him the spoon again, holding the thermos bucket and snorting to drink the porridge.

"I asked you for leave, you should take good care of it for the next few days." Ji Si took out his mobile phone and looked at it, then stuffed it back into his pocket: "I called your parents, but no one answered, so send a short message I didn't reply to the letter, what's the matter?"

Mo Chenyang stopped drinking the porridge, and the sadness in his eyes flashed. He raised his head and smiled at Ji Si: "Maybe I'm too busy."

"No matter how busy you are, you have to answer the phone!" Ji Si was very angry, how could there be such an irresponsible parent.

Mo Chenyang raised his head and drank the porridge, wiped his mouth, "Why are you calling them?"

"You've got a concussion, I have to tell them." Ji Si took the thermos from his hand and put it on the table.

Mo Chenyang lowered his head and bit his lips, then raised his head with a calm smile on his face: "I'm fine, don't need to tell them."

"Yo, you really think you're an iron king," Ji Sile said, "The doctor said that concussions can't be taken care of properly, it can range from insomnia and dreaminess, nausea and vomiting, to severe cerebral hemorrhage, you know it will kill you! "

The corners of Mo Chenyang's mouth twitched. Except for the pain in the back of his head and dizziness, everything else is fine.