Taking a deep breath, looking at Huo Jinyan lying on the hospital bed, she asked, "Mr. Huo, do you want more?"
Huo Jinyan nodded, "I'm not full yet. Are you tired of me? Or are you just tired and don't want to feed me anymore?"
Qin Shen Shen shook her head repeatedly, "Of course not. I just thought the porridge I made might not be to your taste, and I didn't know if you liked it."
"It's pretty good, continue tomorrow!" Huo Jinyan lowered his head and continued eating the porridge Qin Shen Shen was feeding him with a spoon, spoonful by spoonful, until he finished the whole bowl.
"Mr. Huo, you..."
Qin Shen Shen's words were interrupted by Huo Jinyan, "Drop the 'Mr.', it makes it sound like I'm much older than you."
"Not much older, you're only five years older than me." Qin Shen Shen said seriously, "Mr. Huo..."
Her words were cut off again by Huo Jinyan, "Do you remember that clearly? Your math is pretty good."
Qin Shen Shen: "..."
Is there something wrong with her brain?
