Secretary Jiang, let's talk about love

Chapter 159 The Extra Story of Jiang Beiheng (1)

The weather in France is not so good.

When Jiang Beiheng and Fang Sizhuo arrived in Paris, it was raining in Paris.It has been overcast and rainy for more than a week, and there is a wave of dampness coming off the plane.

Fang Sizhuo was afraid that Jiang Beiheng would not be able to bear it, so he immediately put his coat on him.

The small apricot-colored overcoat was a little inconsistent with Jiang Beiheng's body.

"Don't catch a cold. I booked a homestay with a nice view, which will help your condition." Fang Sizhuo smiled and helped Jiang Beiheng pull the box, "Give it to me."

Jiang Beiheng was a little uncomfortable, "I'll do it myself." He took the box from Fang Sizhuo again and smiled distantly.

Fang Sizhuo watched him take off the coat from his shoulders and put it on her shoulders, "It's better for girls to wear thicker ones. I'm a man, so I can resist the cold."

Fang Sizhuo touched the collar of his coat, suppressing the disappointment in his heart.

"Then let's go back to the hotel first. In such a cold day, eat something delicious and take a good rest."

Jiang Beiheng nodded, took Fang Sizhuo's box and walked in front.

Looking at Jiang Beiheng's thin and frail back, Fang Sizhuo's tears instantly blurred his eyes.

He is obviously a healthy person who is alive and well, how can he suddenly decline like this.

It was as if the ivy had grown wantonly from his body, not even leaving half of his original appearance.

After returning to the homestay, Jiang Beiheng took a bath and went to bed.After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Fang Sizhuo came to knock on the door, and he woke up suddenly.

He dragged his heavy body down from the bed, opened the door and saw Fang Sizhuo looking at him with a pot, still smiling.

"I see that you haven't come out to eat, so I know you're asleep. I borrowed a pot from the chef and cooked some porridge for you. You can drink as much as you want." Fang Sizhuo looked into Jiang Beiheng's room, "Can I go in?"

Jiang Beiheng nodded, took a step back, and Fang Sizhuo walked in immediately.

She put the porridge on the table, and took out two spoons and a bowl from her huge pocket.

"Are you Doraemon's pocket?" Jiang Beiheng teased with a smile.

Fang Sizhuo scratched his head embarrassingly, "It's not that the pot is too heavy, we use both hands, and there is no other hand to hold things." She smiled and handed Jiang Beiheng a spoon, "It's all clean, I wash it pass."

Jiang Beiheng took it over, "Thank you."

"You can use the pot to eat, I'll just eat a small bowl." Fang Sizhuo filled out a bowl of porridge and pushed the pot to Jiang Beiheng, "I didn't eat it either, I've been waiting for you."

Fang Sizhuo took a sip of porridge with a satisfied expression on his face.

Jiang Beiheng felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach at first, but seeing that Fang Sizhuo was in good spirits, he was too embarrassed to spoil her interest, so he took a few sips.

"Shall we go out for a stroll later? It's getting late, but at least it's not raining." Fang Sizhuo put the empty bowl aside, "It's time to eat something."

Jiang Beiheng felt that his legs were filled with lead, so he finally agreed.

"Then you put on more clothes, I'll go back and change, and I'll come back to find you later." Fang Sizhuo smiled and stood up, still holding the pot.

Jiang Beiheng lay on the bed, hugging his body.There was a sudden upheaval in his stomach, he rushed to the toilet and vomited up the porridge he just ate.

In the end, I vomited a lot of blood.

Fang Sizhuo heard the sound of Jiang Beiheng flushing the toilet in the room next door, he paused his clothed hands, and wrinkled his brows tightly again.

(End of this chapter)