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nAs soon as Yu Qinghuan withdrew his sight, Huo Qu immediately asked, “Qinghuan, do you want to eat some food?”

nIn fact, Yu Qinghuan had no appetite and even felt sick in his stomach. But when people were sick, the most taboo was not to eat. So he nodded, untied the plastic bag and said, “Yes, what would you like to eat? There are gruel and rice here.”

nHuo Qu did not answer, but quickly picked up a bowl of gruel and said excitedly, “Then I’ll feed you.”

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nYu Qinghuan, “….”

n“No, I’m fine.”

nHe just had a cold, not a hand injury. Why should he be fed by someone else? And with Huo Qu’s unskilled spoon-using technique, whether he could finish the meal was a big question.

nBut…Why would Huo Qu bear such thoughts?

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nWith this in mind, Yu Qinghuan couldn’t help asking.

n“I searched it on the Internet.” The rejected Huo Qu looked a little depressed, “The Internet said that the patient should be cared for like this.”

nWho knew that where Huo Qu saw these terrible answers?

nYu Qinghuan would like to explain to him, under what circumstances did the patient need to be fed. However, when he saw Huo Qu slightly lower his head and his soft hair miserably sticking to his ears, Yu Qinghuan had no heart to blame him anymore.

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nIf he didn’t guess wrong, this should be the first time Huo Qu offered to take care of others.

nMaybe it took him a long time to get up the courage to offer to take care of him. So Yu Qinghuan felt that if he poured cold water on him now, the other side would never offer his help initially again.

nForget it, Yu Qinghuan thought. Let Huo Qu feed him slowly, anyway, he was not hungry. Compared to this, Huo Qu was more important.

nHe sighed, stretched out his hand and touched Huo Qu’s forehead hair. “Well, I was just joking. Didn’t I tell you that sometimes my no is yes. Keep it in mind, you got it?”

n“Mmm!” Huo Qu nodded vigorously, climbed to the bed with both his hands and feet, awkwardly dug a spoon of gruel, and sent it into Yu Qinghuan’s mouth.

nHuo Qu had difficulty eating his own meals, not to mention feeding others. Just as Yu Qinghuan was about to open his mouth, Huo Qu’s hand suddenly shook, and a spoonful of gruel was sprinkled on Yu Qinghuan’s collarbone. He let out a cry because of the heat.

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n“I’m sorry!” Huo Qu panicked, dropped the gruel box, and apologized repeatedly. His eyes were filled with fear.

n“It’s okay,” Yu Qinghuan was afraid that he might frighten him, so he endured the pain and said, “It’s not hurt, I just got a fright, you put the paper towel…”

nBefore Yu Qinghuan could finish his words, Huo Qu suddenly leaned forward, bowed his heads and licked Yu Qinghuan’s collarbone.

nHis tip of the tongue was agile and soft, it swept Yu Qinghuan’s thin skin of collarbone like a small brush with electric current, immediately let Yu Qinghuan shiver, making his waist limb and numb.

nHowever, the initiator of evil did not know about it and even sucked Yu Qinghuan’s skin after licking it! There was a trace of guilt and bewilderment in his voice about doing something wrong. “Qinghuan, can you not be angry with me? I will certainly do better next time.”

nWhile speaking, Huo Qu’s shallow, damp and hot breath was sprayed on Yu Qinghuan’s neck, making his whole body in the heat.

n“Huo Qu,” Yu Qinghuan gasped softly and settled back into his concentration. He leaned back and distanced himself from Huo Qu. “I’m not angry. Well, don’t look at me like that. I’m serious. Get me some paper towels.”

nHowever, Huo Qu only stared at Yu Qinghuan’s collarbone, his eyes red with guilt.

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nYu Qinghuan rubbed Huo’s head helplessly and whispered, “Okay, sweetheart, I’m really fine. Don’t be sad, okay? You just sprinkled a little gruel on me. Everyone makes mistakes, it’s all right, huh?”

nHuo Qu’s eyelashes quivered. His voice was low and he asked without confidence. “Qinghuan, do you really not blame me for being useless?”

n“Of course not. No one is more useful than you.”

n“Then, did you just call me, sweetheart?”

nYu Qinghuan froze, he didn’t expect Huo Qu would focus on this. He then smiled, “Yeah, you are my sweetheart.”

nThe dimples on Huo Qu’s face reappeared.

nThey two had a quiet and peaceful day in the hospital but did not know that at this moment there had been a huge wave on Weibo.

nThe cause was Shen Ji’s two microblogs.

nShen Ji: Six years of ups and downs. Since you have other pursuits, I can only wish you all the best.

nShen Ji: My new broker, Happy Cooperation ~ @ Xu Ning

nAs soon as these two microblogs were posted, quite a stir among his fans was immediately aroused.

nNo one did not know that Shen Ji’s broker Yu Xin had a very good relationship with him. But now it seemed that Yu Xin had abandoned Shen Ji and turned to cultivate other stars.

nHow could Shen Ji’s fans tolerate their idol being bullied? At this point, they were united and strong!

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nHis angry fans used various means to dig Yu Xin’s news. As a result, all the blame fell on Yu Qinghuan.

nHow dare a C-lost or maybe a Z-list actor to steal their idol’s broker? Who gave him the courage?!

nThe fans immediately swarmed into Yu Qinghuan’s Weibo in a murderous way, swearing loudly below.

nHe is just an asshole seller! I don’t know how much money his sugar daddy has invested on him, otherwise, how could he rob Shen Ji’s broker?

nYu Qinghuan, get out of the entertainment circle! You son of a bitch!

nAsshole! Go to hell! Don’t be too wild! Since you are so capable, tell me who your sugar daddy is!

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nSoon, # Yu Qinghuan robbing Shen Ji’s broker # became a heated topic on Weibo.

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