Ji Shao, he is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 117
Why can't you think about it, sir, and want to take over this kind of thing?

He heard it clearly at the door just now.

I also heard about what happened last night.

Why would you want to help Miss Qi so thanklessly?
This Miss Qi, apart from being rude and vulgar...has no merit at all.

Probably the convulsions on Jiang He's face were too obvious. Qi Shaoqin looked up and saw Jiang He's twitching face, "Little brother Jiang He, why is your face convulsing? Do you want your husband to let you go to the hospital to see?" what?"

"Cough cough cough..." Jiang He almost fainted.

Can Miss Qi talk to him without any problems?

"Hey, it's okay to take vacations occasionally. Your husband is in good health now, and he has the energy to supervise me. It doesn't look like he is sick! After all, you didn't charge him much money, so there is no need to work so hard!"

Qi Shaoqin still wanted to poach the wall very much. She was talking like this now because she was thinking of building a relationship with Jiang He. Maybe the poaching would be smoother in the future.

The twitching on Jiang He's face became more obvious, and he looked at Ji Mo subconsciously, and found that Ji Mo had already peeled a few shrimps and put them on Qi Shaoqin's plate without changing his face.

And Qi Shaoqin looked at Jiang He, but his mouth was not idle, and he sent the shrimps into his mouth one after another, without any sign of feeling wrong.

Jiang He was dumbfounded.This Miss Qi has a really big heart!

"It's so delicious."

After taking a few bites and feeling something was wrong, Qi Shaoqin lowered his head, and there were two peeled shrimps on the plate.

"Hey, I remember I didn't peel it!" She picked it up with chopsticks and put it in her mouth, and took two bites. Seeing Ji Mo eating vegetables with chopsticks, she frowned and fried the plate of bamboo shoots he had picked up. The meat steak was pulled to her side: "Didn't you eat it? Why do you still eat mine? The chef made it for me!"

Jiang He raised his eyebrows fiercely.

Only Miss Qi can do this kind of thing.

If it wasn't for Mr., where would she have eaten such fresh food.

Ji Mo put down the chopsticks in his hands with a smile, and gracefully picked up the herbal tea that Jiang He had just poured for him.

Qi Shaoqin glanced at the cup in front of him, it was empty.

"Where's my tea? Why don't I have any tea?" Jiang He's little brother was too partial, as expected, he was paid for his work.

"Give her a glass of warm water." Ji Mo said.

Jiang He nodded: "Okay."

Qi Shaoqin interrupted him: "Don't warm water, juice! Give me juice!"

Jiang He's back froze, and he looked back at Qi Shaoqin with difficulty. Before he could speak, Ji Mowen said: "Seafood and a lot of fruit juice can't be eaten together, it's better to drink warm water. If you want to drink fruit juice, after a while Drink it alone when you can swim in the river."

"I'm not allergic!" Qi Shaoqin felt that the sick man was too lenient.

A cup of warm water was handed in front of her, Qi Shaoqin pouted, and his eyes fell on the herbal tea in Ji Mo's hand.

What's so good about colorless and tasteless boiled water? The tea in Ji Mo's hand is brownish-yellow and has a quiet tea fragrance. It should be good for removing greasy.

Who asked the sick man to supervise her, she would not be happy to see him, and it would not be too much to ask him to order something to drink.

"Let's change it!" Qi Shaoqin picked up the plain water in front of her and put it in front of Ji Mo.

"Are you sure?" Ji Mo glanced at her, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

(End of this chapter)