Pampering Little Wife: President, Please Be Moderate

Chapter 259

With that said, he took the box and went upstairs directly.

When he opened the door, he saw a sick person sitting on a soft stool by the bed, reading a book fascinated, but his bare feet were dazzling white, Lu Juansheng frowned, He walked over and took her into his arms, wrapped her feet with a blanket, touched her forehead by the way, and noticed that her body temperature had dropped.

Ye Zhen was startled, exclaimed, and almost threw the thick book in her hand. When she turned her head and saw Lu Juansheng, the panic expression on her face eased a little, and she gave him a slight hammer. chest, said softly: "I was scared to death."

Lu Juansheng raised his hand and pinched Ye Zhen's face, with a serious face: "Do you know that you are sick? Why don't you just lie on the bed and run here? How dare you leave me barefoot!"

"I slept for too long today. If I sleep again, my body will fall apart. I want to sit down." Ye Zhen lowered her eyebrows and didn't care at all.

Lu Juansheng said viciously: "I think you want to get sick on purpose. The air conditioner in the room turned down the temperature." After speaking, he gave her a sideways glance, obviously feeling that she was very uncomfortable with her attitude towards his body. satisfy.

Ye Zhen was dissatisfied, she pulled her feet out of the blanket, and leaned in front of Lu Juansheng: "How dare you talk about the air conditioner, the temperature in summer is already high, and the indoor temperature is about to catch up to the outdoor temperature, I I was almost dying of heat, and the temperature of my feet was not cold at all."

"It's not for your own good." Lu Juansheng ruffled Ye Zhen's hair as he said, feeling that the child was too ignorant, and then said: "Besides, the indoor temperature is as exaggerated as you said, okay?" Now, it's time to eat, don't read the book, the butler has already prepared the meal, and is waiting for you to go down."

"Oh……"

Lu Juansheng was about to carry him down, but Ye Zhen jumped off the soft chair, put the books beside her on the bedside, and then opened the door and walked out without looking back.

So when they went downstairs, the maids who had never been to the hospital stared dumbfounded at their young master following Miss Xu full of resentment. Is this really their indifferent young master?

Looking at the sumptuous dishes on the dinner table, Ye Zhen felt a little happy. When she was sick, she had a bitter mouth and tasted nothing. After eating light food for the past two days, her appetite became even worse. She even felt that if she continued like this , Grandma Ren's nearly one month of recuperation must have been in vain.

Ye Zhen took her seat, picked up her chopsticks and was about to pick up a plate of red and appetizing dishes in front of her, when the chopsticks just touched the plate, Lu Juansheng grabbed her hand, "Your seat is here beside."

As she spoke, she pointed to the seat beside her, and said slowly, on the other side, there was a bowl of light porridge, and a bowl of clear soup beside it, Ye Zhen suddenly felt that her mouth was even more bitter.

Ye Zhen: "...I don't want to drink porridge..."

As if no one else was around, she picked Ye Zhen up, nodded her forehead, and said, "If you want to eat something else, hurry up."

Ye Zhen frowned, waving her little paws to resist, "I want to too! But, it's not just what I say."

"Then obediently drink the porridge." Lu Juansheng put him on the seat beside him, and Ye Zhen stared blankly at the bowl of porridge, not wanting to touch the spoon at all.

Lu Juansheng laughed immediately when he saw it. Ye Zhen looked so cute and tight, speechless and helpless, she stared at the dishes beside her for a while, stretched out her white and tender hands and stirred them twice with a spoon, and then let go.

"Eat well, and show you presents after dinner."

Ye Zhen curled her lips, "It's not rare."

(End of this chapter)