No Bounds for the President’s Spoiling

When Yin Youting opened the door and walked in, she saw Qin Muxuan looking at her wrist, not knowing what she was thinking.

"What did the doctor say?" Qin Muxuan looked up at Yin Youting, asking about his condition.

"The doctor said that you and your baby recovered very well, and then you just need to take good care of it for a while." Yin Youting went to the chair beside Qin Muxuan's bed and sat down.

Qin Muxuan nodded, hesitated, and finally opened his mouth. "Youting."

"Well? What's wrong?" Yin Youting heard Qin Muxuan's own name, and he couldn't help feeling a little hesitant. He almost held his breath and waited for Qin Muxuan's next sentence.

"I'm a little worried about Xiaobai." Qin Muxuan frowned slightly. # _ # 27218470

After hearing Qin Muxuan's words, Yin Youting relieved slowly, as long as she did not want to return to China. If Qin Muxuan asked to return home at this time, Yin Youting would have no way to refuse.

However, Yin Youting still hopes that Qin Muxuan can stay. There is no Gu Zixuan or Qin Muxuan here, and she can start all over again.

"Rest assured, I have been sending someone to stare at the country. Xiaobai is very good, but still very sad." Yin Youting said helplessly. He paused, or said the name that Qin Muxuan didn't want to hear. "Gu Zi hit him"

Qin Muxuan listened to Yin Youting's words, but felt that the whole person was tense, waiting for Yin Youting's next words.

After a while, Yin Youting continued. "He's fine too." # 2.7218470

Yin Youting lied. In fact, Gu Zixun almost told the doctor after knowing the news of Qin Muxuan's death, and the eyeliner he installed in the country told him that Gu Zixu seemed to be drunk in the bar and had a fight with others.

Qin Muxuan's heart stung a little, and he was fine. I don't know why, Qin Muxuan doesn't seem so sad as he imagined, maybe he is used to it.

"That's good." Qin Muxuan seemed relieved.

"I'll make the porridge, and drink it later."

Qin Muxuan nodded, she was indeed hungry. Seeing her nodding, Yin Youting turned and went downstairs to make her porridge.

After a while, Yin Youting came up with the porridge. He lifted the porridge and was about to feed Qin Muxuan with a spoon in his hand.

"No need, I'll do it myself." Qin Muxuan said he was going to get the bowl in his hand.

"Xiao Xuan, you still have injuries on your hands." Yin Youting said slowly.

Qin Muxuan had no choice but to let Yin Youting feed her.

Qin Muxuan drank a bowl of porridge with Yin Youting's hand, and the familiar taste suddenly overflowed from his mouth. Qin Muxuan froze and looked at Yin Youting.

"What's wrong? Didn't you like it? I thought you still like preserved eggs and lean meat porridge." Yin Youting's eyes have been a bit lost, it's been so long, Qin Muxuan should have disliked it. "I'll let people do it again." With that said, Yin Youting would stand up.

"No, it's delicious. Thank you, You Ting."

Qin Muxuan shook his head and looked at Yin Youting. She just remembered Gu Zizheng just now.

"That's good, come, eat more." Yin Youting relieved and sat down slowly.