Zou Chen leaned against the sofa and obeyed me. He came out with porridge and asked me to put it on the tea table in front of him.
"No," he croaked.
"It’s too much trouble. I’ll go back in a week. There’s no need to do this. Thank Dr. Liu for me."
"Don’t worry, the fever has gone down."
"If you don’t believe me, you can ask Dr. Zhu."
"Yeah, sometimes help me manage that wench of Guanruoxi."
"Okay, well, that’s it." His tone is bright and clear, and the other person should be his friend
When he closed the line, he saw me standing by and motioned me to sit next to him.
I brushed my hair a little unnatural and walked over to him and sat down.
He looked at the bowl with attractive color of tremella porridge and picked an eyebrow at me, boasting that "it looks good to look at it."
"You taste it." I blinked my eyes and looked forward to looking at him.
He picked up a small spoon and scooped up a spoonful of soup in my expectant eyes, gently blew it into his mouth and smiled with his eyebrows. He said, "When I was a child, I liked to drink my mother’s tremella porridge best." He turned his eyes to see me. "It tastes a little similar."
Uh … Is he praising me or belittling me? I’m not going to be his mother.
"I’m praising you. Why are you still bitter?" He raised his hand and pinched my cheek.
I can’t help but shrink a neck
Zou Chen is like this. When he wants to be intimate with you, he will make you feel that he has you in his eyes, but when he gives you a cold look, you will feel that you are an eyesore.
"You still don’t look well. Have you asked the doctor for some aftercare medicine?" He suddenly asked seriously.
"I’m fine, but I threw up twice," I wrote in my novel.
He looked at me with a little nai.
Then someone knocked at the door.
My heart stopped shaking and I felt a little weak.
A man looked at me with a embarrassed brow. He twisted it and said, "What are you afraid of … Go to the door?"
Uh ….. I’m really afraid that the door should not see people.
I got uncomfortable and walked slowly towards the door. I was a little scared. When I walked to the door, I looked back at him, but I accidentally caught him laughing and stealing. Then his face became tense and he told me to hurry to the door.
I bit my lip and glanced at him. I walked to the door and reached for the door.
"Miss Lin, this is what manager Zou asked me to send." Xiao Liu looked at me with a simple smile in his hand.
"Oh," I took the thermos in his hand and said "thank you"
"Is it Xiao Liu? Come in." Zou Chen shouted inside.
I turned to let Xiao Liu in and followed him behind the door.
Zou Chen slowly sipped porridge and asked Xiao Liu, "Did people send away?"
"Well," Xiao Liu respectfully replied.
"She didn’t ask you anything?" Zou Chen did not even lift his head and asked again
Xiao Liu glanced at me and pulled the corners of his mouth, which seemed a little bad.
"You talk about me going to the kitchen to get a bowl for soup." I made an excuse to go into the kitchen but stood still behind the kitchen door.
"She asked if you have been seeing other women recently and how did you get wet that day?" Xiao Liu’s voice was not loud, but I heard it clearly.
Ouyang Xue found out? And when did Zou Chen get caught in the rain?
"Just ask this and don’t ask?" Zou Chen light asked again
"She also asked me … how many residences do you have in Rongcheng?" Xiao Liuyin is a little unnatural.
I also want to know this question.
Zou Chen "Did you tell her?"
Xiao Liu "I said there are one or two places"
Zou Chen suddenly said, "According to Dr. Zhu, I will cook two pictures for Miss Lin every day and send them to the hospital."
"Good" Xiao Liu should way
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Zou Chen "It’s okay, you go home."
Follow me to hear Xiao Liu go out.
What does he want me to cook?
I’m a little disappointed not to hear anything nutritious.
In fact, my heart is a little glad that Ouyang Xue will ask those words. Liu Zhengna did not disclose to Ouyang Xue that Zou Chen and I are now, otherwise Ou Xueyang would not ask Xiao Liu like that.
Alas, how long can such a thing last? She already know what I said.
I took a bowl from the kitchen cabinet and walked out to see Zou Chen seriously fighting with the bowl of silver porridge.
When a man saw me, he got it and said, "Why don’t you get a bowl like you’re going to have a baby for a long time?"
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When a man saw me, he got it and said, "Why don’t you get a bowl like you’re going to have a baby for a long time?"
Uh … Where did I recruit him?
"I’m afraid it’s not convenient for you to talk here. Isn’t it good to make room for you?" I laughed casually.
Zou Chen raised his eyes and gouged me out. "You have a good eye."
I have chest tightness. Okay, don’t argue with patients.
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