Chu Aotian bought Lin Guoer porridge and a few light dishes, and returned to the ward. He handed Lin Guoer porridge, but the other party did not receive it.

"My hand hurts, you feed me!" Lin Guoer's mouth was pouting and acting like a little friend.

Chu Yaotian rubbed her head and said in a helpless voice, "Okay, I'll feed you."

At this time, no matter what Lin Guoer asks, he will meet. Looking at Lin Guoer's pale face, Chu proudly felt sorrow, self-reproach and guilt.

Lin Guoer grasped this point to achieve her goal. Looking at the time, almost, Lin Guoer looked at Chu Yaotian happily. "Ao Tian, I...