Meng Shao's love at first sight

Chapter 215 Porridge

Meng Xiling: Well, she misunderstood
Meng Shaoyang stared at Meng Xiling for a while, and naturally saw her red lips, swallowed his saliva, and slowly shifted his gaze: "Have you had dinner yet?"

"No, have you eaten yet?"

"No, I'll send someone to bring food over. What kind of porridge do you want?"

Meng Xiling: It's all porridge, she doesn't want to eat it.

"I don't want to eat porridge." Meng Xiling looked up at Meng Shaoyang and shook her head uncomfortable.

Meng Shaoyang stood up and supported Meng Xiling to lean on the bed: "Hey, you are not in good health yet, you can't eat anything else, and I'll ask someone to prepare any porridge you want."

Anyway, it's all porridge, Mengxiling feels that it doesn't matter what kind of porridge he drinks.

"whatever."

Casually, Meng Shaoyang felt a little troubled, tucked the quilt over Meng Xiling, and stood up: "Wait for me, I'll be back in a while."

Meng Shaoyang walked out after saying this, and walked in from the outside about 3 minutes later.

Sitting on the small stool next to Meng Xiling's bed, he looked at her deeply.

Meng Xiling lowered her head slightly unnaturally, and said softly, "Is the work done?"

"Okay." With these two simple words, Meng Xiling felt a happy mood, and felt a lot more relaxed: "That's good." Seeing him busy every day during this time, it seems that the problem has been solved.

"You care about me?" She looked at Meng Xiling seriously, and the deep meaning in her eyes was somewhat incomprehensible.

Meeting his eyes, Meng Xiling nodded without dodging.

"Since you care, you will always care about it in the future." Meng Shaoyang's tone was casual, but what he said touched Meng Xiling deeply.

Seeing that Meng Shaoyang didn't show any emotional changes, he silently vomited in his heart: Mensao, didn't you say that President Gao Leng can't talk about love?This is someone whose words are more provocative than love words.

"You don't agree?" Without hearing the answer, Meng Shaoyang stared at Meng Xiling and asked lightly.

"promise."

Slightly smiled, and looked at Meng Xiling with a gentle face.

Meng Shaoyang was a man of few words, so he sat quietly when he got the answer he wanted.Meng Xiling was lying on the bed, even if she wanted to speak, she was powerless and struggled.He also lay quietly on the bed, looking at Meng Shaoyang from time to time.

The knock on the door interrupted the silence in the room, and Meng Xiling breathed a sigh of relief.

"You went to open the door."

"Meng Shao, this is the meal you ordered." The male waiter in Jinyuan looked at Meng Shaoyang with a big bag of porridge.

Meng Xiling looked at the things in the waiter's hands in surprise: "How many porridge did you order?"

Meng Shaoyang glanced at the waiter indifferently: "Put half of the table here, and half of the table over there."

"Ok"

The waiter put down the porridge and left. Meng Shaoyang stood up and said, "Not much, let them make a portion of all the porridge in their restaurant."

Meng Xiling knew that Meng Shaoyang was answering her question, so she muttered softly: "Why do you buy so much porridge?"

Although he muttered softly, Meng Shaoyang still heard it and smiled a little: "You don't know what kind of porridge to eat." Then have a little of everything.

Meng Xiling guessed what Meng Shaoyang didn't finish, and her ears turned red.

"Well, what porridge do you want?" Meng Shaoyang had already opened a pack of porridge, and there was a list on each lunch box, which said what kind of porridge.

In fact, Meng Xiling really didn't know what to eat, so she glanced at the table casually: "What kind of porridge are they all?"

(End of this chapter)