Uncle Sheng Chong: The sweet wife is very sweet and not cute

Chapter 343 Don't Talk About Breakfast, I Didn't Eat Lunch or Dinner

The headache that was all over her body quietly dissipated the moment she saw Xiao Ai. Yun Qingrang raised her lips and carried Xiao Ai into the living room as if to hug her. Knowing that she had played games all day, she was afraid of being told by him, so To please him first?

However, Xiao Ai's flattery is very useful in front of Yun Qingrang.

Xiao Ai weakly put her little head on Yun Qingrang's shoulder, her eyes became sad. It seemed that this little girl who had been playing at home all day was more tired than him.

"What's wrong?" Yun Qingrang looked at Xiao Ai's reaction amusedly, stretched out his big palm to gently touch Xiao Ai's forehead, and stroked the hair on her forehead behind her back.

It was a common action at ordinary times, but Xiao Ai suddenly grabbed Yun Qingrang's big palm and let his hand rest on her forehead: "Touch it, do I have a fever?"

"Fool, why do you have a fever at home?" Yun Qingrang patted Xiao Ai on the forehead, was she trying to pretend to be sick to make him feel sorry for her?

"Really?" Xiao Ai muttered dissatisfiedly, and touched her slightly cold forehead with her small hand: "Why do I feel that the temperature of my forehead is low?"

Yun Qingrang walked straight into the room with Xiao Ai in his arms, and put on her little fur slippers for her, but was thrown off by Xiao Ai's dissatisfaction: "I don't want it, I don't need to wear shoes while being held by you."

For such a rascal reason, Yun Qingrang could only sigh and put the shoes by the bed, then raised her head and smiled at Xiao Ai: "Okay, from now on Xiao Ai will sleep with me and don't need to wear clothes, Too lazy to take it off."

Little Love"……"

Xiao Ai, who just felt that she had a low-grade fever, instantly blushed, making her suspect that what she just had was definitely not a low-grade fever but a high fever.

"I want to wear shoes." Xiao Ai bounced her calves on the edge of the bed, asking Yun Qingrang to put her shoes on.

Yun Qing asked Xiao Ai to put on her shoes, picked her up again, and walked to the living room. Just about to tell her to sit down and rest on the sofa, when she looked up, she saw the breakfast he made for Xiao Ai on the conspicuous dining table, as well as The note left behind remained untouched.

"You didn't eat breakfast?" Yun Qingrang frowned, and his face darkened.

As soon as breakfast was mentioned, Xiao Ai's pink and tender face became pitiful again, and her eyes were filled with sadness: "Don't talk about breakfast, I haven't eaten lunch or dinner."

She has known for a long time that men like careers, and some men even disregard their families for their careers, looking for mistresses just to let him climb to a higher level.

Although Yun Qingrang is not so serious, in Xiao Ai's eyes, Yun Qingrang's guilt is extremely serious. For the sake of work, he actually left her aside and ignored her, and refused to give her food, which is extremely abominable .

Hearing what Xiao Ai said about not having eaten all day, Yun Qing's face was livid in anger, her arms around Xiao Ai's waist were tightened, and her voice increased unconsciously: "Can't you order takeaway if you haven't eaten? I don't know how to call For me? Stay home and play games all day?"

He made the breakfast and put it on the dining table. Knowing that Xiao Ai was careless, he made it extremely conspicuous on purpose. He thought she would see it, but he didn't expect that she still didn't see it. He was afraid that he would forget the time at work, so he left a note for him. She didn't come back to eat at noon, so she asked her to order a takeaway, and wrote the takeaway phone number below.

Yun Qingrang took a look at Xiao Ai who was picked up by him, with grievance still on his face, and sighed silently in his heart, this kind of warm way of leaving a note was really not suitable for them.

　After waiting for five days, the mobile phone finally arrived...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)