Sworn not to be a wife: the arrest of the young wife around the world

She opened her eyes comfortably.

Then I found myself sleeping in a bright room with a big, warm bed, not that dark, cold cell.

At this time, Sang Li opened the door and came in with a bowl of porridge in her hand.

"How does it feel?" he asked with a smile.

Misha propped herself up, "I'm fine."

Sang Li walked over, put the porridge on the bedside table, and was about to touch her forehead, but Misha avoided reflexively: "What are you doing?"

Sang Li giggled and said, "You had a fever last night, let me see if your fever has subsided."

"I'm fine." Misha said energetically.

"Let me test it out." Sang Li firmly touched her forehead to make sure that she was really fine, so she was relieved, "You must be hungry, eat something."

He handed her the bowl.

Misha was indeed hungry. She took it and took a bite. She felt that the porridge tasted very good.

"You did it?"

"Of course." Sang Li was very proud.

Misha sneered: "The rice you cook for me is so unpalatable, how can the porridge you cook be so delicious?"

Sang Li's eyes lit up: "Do you think it's delicious?"

"Compared with the food you cook, it's delicious."

Sang Li was depressed: "Is the food I cook so unpalatable?"

"I didn't see that you like to eat."

Sang Li stopped talking, also, the food he cooked was really bad.

"Although I don't know how to cook, I can make porridge. Anyway, I have a rice cooker. Just add rice and water according to the instructions. The boss said that adding two slices of ginger will make it taste better when cooked, so I added two slices of ginger. It really is different."

Misha: "I finally know why you are not the boss, but the second."

Sang Li was puzzled, "Why?"

"Because you are not as good as your boss in everything."

"You hurt people..." Sang Li squatted in the corner of the wall and drew circles sadly with a puffy bun face.

After Misha ate, she threw the bowl to him, and Sang Li hurriedly caught it.

"Be careful to break it."

"Anyway, thank you for the porridge. Could you please go out first, I want to take a shower." Misha lifted the quilt and got out of bed, stepping barefoot on the floor.

Sang Li suddenly said, "I haven't prepared any clothes for you."

Misha frowned, and then she said lightly: "It's okay to give me your clothes."

Sang Li was about to spray nosebleed: "Mine?"

"Well, just give me a few of your short sleeves and pants."

"You don't mind wearing my clothes?" Sang Li was flattered.

Misha asked back: "Why should I mind, as long as I have something to wear."

"Okay, I'll get it for you right now." Sang Li smiled charmingly, and immediately rummaged through his clothes.

Soon, he brought a white short sleeve and a pair of sweatpants to her.

"Hey, I just don't have the underwear you wear." Sang Li said with emotion on purpose.

Misha was happy: "If you have, I don't mind being your sister."

Sang Li: "..."

"I'll buy it for you!" Leaving this sentence behind, he strode away.

A good person will do it to the end, anyway, I have lent her all the clothes, so it is better to go and buy some for her.

Misha smiled and went to the bathroom to wash up.

She takes a bath very fast, and also avoids the wound getting infected if the time is too long.

After washing, she was wearing Sangli's short sleeves, and suddenly found that his short sleeves were too long and too wide.

Wearing it on her body, it covered her thighs.

In other words, she is not short.

It can only be said that Sang Li is too tall.

Misha wasn't wearing his sweatpants, mostly because there was a vacuum underneath her.

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