Cute and sweet wife: the president's husband asks for a hug

Chapter 85 It's Not That I Haven't Seen It
I saw Leng Lingye sitting on the bed in the room with his pants unbuttoned, exposing the wound on his lower abdomen for inspection.

The bright mermaid lines are unobstructed, and the sexiness is terribly sexy under the rising sun.

"Yes, I'm sorry!" Luo Qing'er quickly covered her eyes, "I... came in because you didn't answer, I didn't mean to see you!"

Compared to her panic, Leng Lingye was very calm.

"Why are you pretending to be shy." He put on his pants calmly, "It's not like I haven't taken them off."

Luo Qing'er: "..."

She always felt that what Leng Lingye said was very wrong, but she couldn't refute it.

In the end, she could only choke out one sentence: "The medicine for you."

She put the plate down heavily, and Leng Lingye took it with a blank expression, "Thank you."

As he spoke, he began to treat the wound, but he still didn't touch the breakfast on the table.

Luo Qing'er frowned, and couldn't help asking: "Are you not eating?"

"I'm not used to it."

Sure enough.

"Then I'm going out." Luo Qing'er didn't want to continue staring at the wounded man like a pervert, so she left the room, but the moment the door was closed, she couldn't help but look at Leng Lingye worriedly.

His face seemed uglier than yesterday.But thinking about it, it's strange that his complexion would be better if he didn't eat with such a serious injury.

I don't know why Chi Yuan moves so slowly, it's been a whole night, and he still hasn't come to pick him up.

Luo Qing'er went downstairs while complaining, and when she passed the kitchen on the first floor, her footsteps stopped suddenly.

She turned to look at the kitchen, her eyes flashed with confusion.

I don't know when Chi Yuan will come, but if Leng Lingye keeps starving like this, his body will really not be able to hold on, right?

Anyway, he was injured because of her. Should she do something for her?
Thinking of this, she gritted her teeth and made up her mind to walk into the kitchen.

"Auntie, can I borrow your kitchen?"

The aunt was washing the dishes, when she saw Luo Qing'er coming in, she immediately smiled brightly, "Okay, you want to cook something for your friend, right?"

"Yes." Luo Qing'er was a little embarrassed when her thoughts were seen through, "He only likes to eat Western food, I want to make some for him."

"Okay, Auntie is just about to take the child out, so you can use whatever is in the refrigerator."

Luo Qing'er thanked her aunt and sent her away, then opened the refrigerator.

She couldn't make complicated ones, so she planned to make the simplest western-style thick soup, which was in line with Leng Lingye's taste and suitable for patients.

after an hour.

Second floor, bedroom.

Leng Lingye rested with his eyes closed, until he suddenly smelled a pungent burning smell.

He opened his eyes suddenly, got up vigilantly, and walked out the door.

The auntie of the house owner took the child out and rushed out the door. The house was empty. He followed the burning smell all the way to the kitchen. He just wanted to push the door in, but when he didn't want to, the door slammed open, and a petite figure rushed out.

"Cough! Cough!"

Luo Qing'er ran out of the kitchen almost in a hurry, but she didn't want to bump into a strong chest before she got out.

"Ouch!" She was about to burst into tears from being hit, and clutching her red nose, when she looked up and saw Leng Lingye's handsome face, she couldn't help being startled, "Leng Lingye, why are you here? You... go back and rest quickly!"

As she said that, she pushed Leng Lingye to go upstairs, but Leng Lingye didn't move.

"What are you doing?" He looked towards the kitchen behind Luo Qing'er, frowning.

The pungent smell was indeed coming from the kitchen, not only that, but there was also thick black smoke coming from the crack in the door.

Luo Qing'er's hand that pushed him froze slightly.

Embarrassedly touching her nose, she could only lower her head and admit, "I...I'm cooking..."

(End of this chapter)