Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet

No wonder he gloats, after all, Jing Ling has always been the most tidy and uncluttered image among the few of them, so it's rare to see him in a messy state once in a while!

Mo Zhifei not only watched it by himself, but also yelled for Luo Xi and Zhao Rushuang to come and watch it. It wasn't until Jing Ling raised his eyes and gave him a cold look that Mo Zhifei held back his laughter, and waited for Jing Ling to put down the medicine box and go in. Changing clothes in the back room, he couldn't help laughing again: "It's too pitiful, even more pitiful than me! Jing Ling must have walked halfway to find it raining!"

Zhao Rushuang hesitated for a moment and said, "Let me interject, Young Master Mo, you don't seem to be getting any better."

Mo Zhifei didn't realize the embarrassment until everyone in the Tai Hospital arrived one after another, because it was indeed as Zhao Rushuang said, only he and Jing Ling were caught in the rain in the Tai Hospital.

Because it wasn't too early for the heart to come, he came here with an umbrella...

Mo Zhifei was out of his mind, and at noon, when everyone was sitting down to eat together, he sat next to Chunxin, and while sandwiching the meat, he said: "You are too thin, you should eat more. a little."

Zhao Rushuang, who was sitting opposite, glanced at her and said, "Master Mo, I think I'm also quite thin, why do you only care about your heart?"

Mo Zhifei raised his head and glared at her: "Don't make trouble!"

Then he turned his head back to pick up some vegetables for Chun Xin, and almost picked up all the meat and vegetables on his own food box, Chun Xin finally moved his lips and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Master, I forgot to bring my umbrella. You can take me back later!" Taking advantage of the rain, he wanted to walk out of the hospital with Tang Xin in a fair manner.

How could Tangxin not understand his thoughts, but he didn't agree immediately, but just paused and said lightly: "Let's talk."

Mo Zhifei was very happy. In his opinion, Tang Xin didn't immediately reject him, which meant that she agreed to his intention.

When Zhao Rushuang heard Mo Zhifei mentioning this matter, she casually asked, "Except for Young Master Mo, who hasn't brought an umbrella yet?"

Mo Zhifei saw Luo Xi sitting in the farthest seat eating silently, so he raised his mouth for him, "Luo Xi definitely didn't bring it, he was the first to come!"

"Shall I take you back?" Zhao Rushuang said.

Luo Xi shook his head, and just as he was about to say that he would go back by himself, Junior Sister Shen took the initiative to hand over an umbrella, put it beside Luo Xi, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother, you can use my umbrella!"

Hearing this, Luo Xi frowned slightly: "What about you?"

Junior Sister Shen sat back in her seat and said, "Junior Sister and I, we happen to be on the way, she just takes me back!"

Hearing what she said, Luo Xi naturally couldn't shirk it, so he nodded and said softly: "Okay, thank you, Junior Sister Shen."

"Brother, you're welcome!" Junior Sister Shen said with a smile.

"Did you ignore Imperial Doctor Jing?" At this time, Junior Brother Youjia asked weakly.

The younger brother thought that the other imperial physicians isolated Jing Ling, so no one considered Jing Ling during the discussion.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Mo Zhifei rolled his eyes at him and said, "He has an umbrella from his fiancée, who do you worry about and who doesn't want to worry about Imperial Doctor Jing?"

Jing Ling, who was sitting on his seat and eating his food indifferently, paused slightly when he heard these words, and finally raised his eyes to look at Mo Zhifei, unexpectedly becoming a lot more pleasant.